A Wag's Life

9th August 2008:
Today was an interesting one for me. But I suppose I shall start from the beginning. I woke up with my dog on my bed, lots of hair in my mouth and feeling awful. How did my dog get in here anyway? I sighed and just went downstairs, only for there to be a knock on the door. I opened it only to see Roy standing there. Just recently he’d slept with me when I was very upset and I was not happy about that. “Screw you Roy!” I said and slammed the door in his face, not being bothered to hear what he has to say. Phil Jagielka was enjoying a glass of orange juice at the kitchen table, so I went and joined him.

He was complaining about his back, so I spoke to him about it. “Look Phil Jagielka, you’re going to be spending a lot of time here I don’t see why you don’t just sleep in one of the spare rooms.”
“Really?”
“Yes, I don’t even know why you slept on the sofa in the first place.”
“Ok, thanks.” He paused and looked at the time. “Right, if you excuse me I’ve got to go to training.”
“Ok, have fun.” I said standing up and I leaned in and he leaned down to kiss me, before walking over to the front door. I thought about what had just happened and got really confused. Phil Jagielka and I weren’t together, so why did we just kiss like that like a real couple?

I quickly followed him. “Umm… Phil Jagielka, that was a little weird.”
“Yeah, your right, it was. Umm… We’ll talk about it later.”
“Yeah.” I agreed and he left as normal then, thankfully leaving me to forget my thoughts. Since Phil Jagielka was gone I decided to get changed into some clothes and high heels and then maybe go and do some shopping. So I walked out of my door and made my way to town.

However, before I could even get to any of the shops one annoying thing happened. I bumped into my arch nemesis. Rapper. “So Rapper…” I began. “We meet again.”
“For God’s sake women! Stop calling me Rapper, my name is Rafa!”
“No, I know about your hidden Rapping skills, so what brings you to town?” I wondered.
“Well, I was going to do some shopping, but now I’ve got better ideas since I’ve found you.”
“Rapper, just leave me be.”
“I would, but for over six months you were with Fernando and now that you’ve both broken up he hasn’t been the same in pre-season.”
“I am sorry about that Rapper, but there are more important things in life than football.”
“Yeah, like the time you ruined my life and got me kicked out of that Hotel in Austria.”
“Rapper! Do I have to remind you of your times of match fixing?! I’m surprised you’re still the Liverpool manager after that.”
“Well, that was a blip.”
“I’m sure it was.” I said. “Are you sure your not going to try and make it so Liverpool lose all the time now?”
“No! What I did was for Liverpool! God!”
“You know what Rapper! I am going to out you as the scoundrel you are. It‘s time you got fired.”
“Oh really?” He asked me. “In that case, I can’t let that happen. I am going to kidnap you and keep you in my basement and then I’m going to tell the media that you were sleeping with Phil Jagielka behind Fernando’s back which is why you broke up.”
“None of that is true. And Rapper, you’ve just told me all your plans you moron and there’s one thing you’re forgetting.”
“What’s that?”
“I can run faster than you.”

And with that I started running away from him, I wasn’t sure where I was going, but anywhere would do. Why did I have to wear high heels today? I thought as I ran and as he gained on me I realised something. It’s the only way, I’m sorry Jimmy Choos, but it has to be done. I took off one of my shoes and threw it at Rapper’s head. “No! Not the head!” He complained. “You little bitch!” And then I threw the other one at his face and he grabbed it and snapped it in half like some sort of Ninja. “Summer Davies, I’m going to kill you!”
“Yeah, very clever, telling me you’re going to kill me in front of a crowd of people!” I called back to him and quickly went round a corner and dived behind a hedge. He ran past me and I went the other way, running forwards. I knew it was only a matter of time before Rapper realised I’d gone into a different direction to him and since I’d somehow managed to get to Fernando’s house he’d know I’d go in there.

So I thought of a plan, I took my phone and my keys out my pocket. I threw my top on the ground and then removed my shorts and threw them onto the road. This way, he’d hopefully think I’d gone across the road. With that in mind I ran over to Fernando’s home and let myself in with the key I’d forgotten to give him back. I quietly tiptoed through his home and couldn’t find him anywhere. Only to then walk into his room and find him asleep in his bed. As I saw him lying there, I thought what the Hell, no point in waking him up, so I climbed into bed next to him.

And I fell asleep… Only to be woken up by a loud knock on the door, followed by a loud scream. My eyes were open immediately and I saw Fernando looking at me in shock. “Summer, what the Hell are you doing in here?!”
“Escaping my death sentence.”
“How did you get in here?”
“I still have the key.”
“Why are you in your underwear?”
“I’m getting Rapper off the scent.” I informed him.
“And you thought you’d just sneak into my bed? God, this is weird even by your standards. Ok, turn around there’s someone at the door.”
“Why do I need to turn around?”
“Because I’m naked.”
“Why are you so shy? It’s not like I’ve not seen you naked before. And when did you start sleeping naked anyway?”
“I don’t have to explain my sleeping habits to you!” He complained and used the blanket to cover him up as he threw on some boxer shorts. “If it’s Rapper, I’m not here!” I inform him and hide underneath the covers, just in case Fernando tells him the truth.

He then walked out of the room and answered the door, of course it was Rapper as I guessed and I heard there conversation. “Hi Fernando, I realise it’s early, but I was wondering if Summer was here?”
“Why would she be here?”
“Well, you two used to go out and…”
“Yeah, used to. In case you’ve forgotten she broke my heart and because of that I just don’t see her anymore, now I’d appreciate it if you leave me be.”
“I’m sorry for disturbing you.” Rapper said before leaving and Fernando returned back into the bedroom and sat on the bed next to me. Thank God I was safe from the Rapper. “What the Hell is going on between you and Rafa?!”
“Fernando, Rapper wants to lock me in his basement and spread nasty rumours about me? I couldn’t let that happen. Now I must think of a humiliating plan for Rapper…” I thought about it for a moment.
“No! No humiliating plans. He’s my Boss and I don’t want to hear them.”

I smiled when Fernando said this. “What?” He asked.
“Your cute when your angry.”
“Ok, still. Whatever happened that is no excuse to come into my house in your underwear!”
“Fernando, my Jimmy Choos are broken, do you know how much they cost me?”
“Summer, you’re missing the point… Oh screw it!” He complained and threw his arms around me and started kissing me. It was very unexpected, but great nonetheless. It reminded me of old times and as our kissing got passionate, so did everything else…

Afterwards we were lying in bed, next to one another, a little confused. “Oh, what have I done?” Fernando asked himself, whilst he looked at the ceiling.
“You?! What about me? And you know what, I’m not leaving this place until I have clothes!”
“What?! Summer, please just go.”
“Fernando, might I remind you that my bra has broken in half because of your shark like teeth and that was a nice bra. And I have no Jimmy Choos. I am not shaking my butt home in my knickers.”
“Why do I keep doing stupid things?” He sighed turning on his side.
“What do you mean?” I wondered.
“I slept with Olalla the other day and now I’m sleeping with you.”
“Hey me too!” I said a little too excitedly.
“What? You slept with Olalla?” He asked curiously.
“No, I slept with Roy and now you.”
“Oh ok, well, we need to sort this problem out head on.”
“Yes.” I agreed. “Or…” I began and just moved closer to Fernando and started kissing him and the same thing happened all over again…

Once again he was looking across the room. “Dammit! Why does this keep happening?!”
“I don’t know.”
“I blame you, coming round in your polka dot underwear and being you and… That’s it! I’m getting you some clothes!” He complained.
“Yes!” I replied.
“Hey! Now I know what it feels like to be a prostitute. I just got clothes for sex!” I laughed.
“Nothing to be proud of Summer.” Fernando told me and got changed, before leaving his home. Now what to do whilst he’s gone? So I decided to watch TV, especially since he had a flat screen in his room.

I ended up watching TOWIE until he came back. And when Fernando did return I was like: “Shuuuuuut up!”
“Who’d have thought that programme could unleash a monster!” He responded and chucked the bag of clothes on the bed. “Get changed.” He told me. I changed the channel and funnily enough I was on the news and so was Rapper. “Hey Fernando, I’m on TV!” Fernando started laughing probably at the fact that Rapper was waddling after me.

After a while I ignored the TV and was looking at everything and noticed he bought the same polka dot underwear that I was wearing before. “Ok.” I began. “This can never happen again. It was just a fluke. We are broken up, which means we don’t jump into one another’s bed.”
“Ok. Good plan.” Fernando said mesmerised by the TV and I look up to see video footage of me removing my clothes and standing outside in my underwear. Hey, I look hot I thought. Who‘d have thought that chips wouldn‘t do any harm to my figure! I pulled on my bra and suddenly Fernando switched off the TV and focused all his attention on me and said: “Or…” And then he was back to kissing me again, suddenly we were sleeping with one another all over again…

This time, after it happened we realised this wasn’t going to stop and just accepted it. “Ok, we are going to do this.” He told me. “This can work.” He tells me.
“You think so?” I asked Fernando shocked and breathless.
“Yeah, if we get bored we can jump into bed. If were upset we can jump into bed. If were annoyed at each other we can go to bed, it’s perfect.”
“It is, isn’t it?” I grinned. “No feelings can get in the way of this thing we have, ok?” I asked him.
“Definitely! If I ever tell you I love you it means I’m only saying it to get you into bed!”
“Exactly! God, how did we not sleep together very much in our actual relationship?”
“I’ve no idea. We did it like five times and we’ve done it that many times in a day now.”
“I know!” I agree. “This is so much better. But you’ve broken the other bra now.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You can buy me one for next time.” I grinned and got changed. “Oh and by the way if you ever feel like helping me with my Rapper problem then I don’t mind.”
“Ok.” Fernando agreed and I finished getting changed before leaving, finally content with the way things were going. This was going to be our little secret, no one needed to know, but me and him.

So that night I went home and started cleaning the house. Phil Jagielka soon returned and the moment he saw me he said: “You’ve been having sex with Fernando.” My jaw dropped upon him saying that.
“No, I haven’t.” I tried to lie.
“I know that face. I’ve been there. I’ve broken up with my ex, thought we’d try the whole friends with benefits thing and then boom! Someone always ends up getting hurt and I hate to say it, but it’s usually the girl.”
“Well, I’m not going to get hurt. For the first time ever I am happy with the way everything’s going. Fernando and I don’t have to worry about feelings. We just have sex. It works brilliantly.”
“We’ll see. Come to me when things start to get hard.”
“Don’t worry. I won’t because I’m cool with this.” I tell Phil Jagielka who went off upstairs.

However, despite trying to keep it secret it turned out it didn’t matter that Phil Jagielka knew about mine and Fernando’s thing because it meant that I could talk to someone about it finally.

11th August 2008:
Phil Jagielka and I were sat at home eating dinner and I couldn’t help but speak to him about my arrangement with Fernando. It was the new, exciting thing in my life! “Yesterday the funniest thing happened, Fernando and I were arguing about what had been happening a month ago and so I just removed my top. Argument averted.” I tell him happily.
“That’s great.” Phil Jagielka said.
“Also, I ran off from Rapper again and I hid out in Fernando’s bedroom and well, we set up our own little hideout for twenty-four hours straight!”
“That’s great.” Phil Jagielka said again, before stabbing his fork into his steak.

18th September 2008:
Over a month had passed of Fernando and I doing this friends with benefits thing and it was going well, at least I thought it was. I’d been keeping my feelings in check very well, in fact, I was doing even better than when I wasn’t sleeping with Fernando. Unfortunately today was the day he ruined everything of our plans. We were at mine and in bed with one another, tired, but relaxed about everything that had just happened. And that’s when Fernando looked into my eyes, took hold of my hands and said: “I love you.”

Suddenly alarm bells were ringing in my head. I sat up in my bed shocked about his sudden outburst. I didn’t know what to say and the strange thing was I didn’t think I was happy about it either. All this time I’d been thinking about how much I love Fernando and it turns out all it took was being friends with benefits to make those feelings go away. “I’m sorry Fernando, this has to stop. We can’t continue sleeping together. What are we doing? What were we thinking? I don’t love you. Not anymore. I care about you, I do, but we’ve been broken up for over two months now and my feelings have changed.”
“I understand.” Fernando said and climbed out of my bed and started getting changed. I looked at him. “I’m so sorry, this is the second time I’ve hurt you and there’s got to be a way for me to make it up to you.”
“No, you’re over me that’s fine. I completely understand. I’ll see you Summer.”
“Bye Fernando.” I smile and he leaves my room, me feeling relieved that that didn’t get messy.

Fernando’s Point of View-Earlier that Day:
I let myself in Summer’s house, waiting for her to return home, she told me she wasn’t going to take long and I was looking forward to seeing what she had planned for us. I walked upstairs and figured I’d wait in her bedroom for her and as I walked up the stairs I heard Phil Jagielka talking to someone on the phone. “I’m just really upset, I thought that this whole Summer and Fernando thing would only last a week, but a whole month has gone by. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have told you this Steven, I just needed someone to speak to.” There was some silence for a while, before he spoke again. “I know, I’m going to try and leave them to it, it’s just I love her so much and everyday I think maybe today will be my chance with her, but nine months have gone by and nothing.”

Yet another pause. “Yeah, I’m going to let them carry on, I’m not going to get in the way, I’m just going to try and continue to be her friend and nothing more than that and then maybe one day she’ll see more in me. One day. Thanks for the talk Steven and thanks for your support. Ok bye.” He hanged up and I heard him doing some breathing exercises, before walking out of his room. He smiled upon seeing me. “Oh, hi Fernando I didn’t realise you were here.”
“Yeah, just here to see Summer.”
“Oh ok. I’ll leave you to it.” He said and the next thing I know Summer is running up the stairs with a bag in her hand.

However, when she reached the top of the stairs she didn’t go to me first she first went over to Phil Jagielka and threw her arms around him in a hug. “I got the promotion at work today.” She told him.
“That’s great!” He replied. “We’ll definitely celebrate later on. I’ll cook and get us champagne and whatever you want.”
“You don’t have to Phil Jagielka.”
“I want to. What are friends for?” He smiled and she moved in even closer, hugging him that little bit more and closing her eyes as she did so. And it’s then that I realised she felt exactly the same way about him that he felt about her. And I just stood there thinking what am I doing getting in the way? I’d already had my shot with Summer and she chose him, not me. So I had to find a way to end it. Summer pulled away from Phil and he said: “I’ll leave you to it.” He then left the house.

When Summer walked over to me and started kissing me, I thought, I’ll end it afterwards and that’s exactly what I did. After sleeping together for the last time, I did my best acting and looked Summer directly in the eyes before saying: “I love you.” I knew she didn’t feel the same, it was the perfect thing to say to her since she’d finally gotten over me and I wasn’t surprised when she said: “I’m sorry Fernando, this has to stop. We can’t continue sleeping together. What are we doing? What were we thinking? I don’t love you. Not anymore. I care about you, I do, but we’ve been broken up for over two months now and my feelings have changed.”
“I understand.” I nodded my head climbed out of the bed, followed by getting changed. “I’m so sorry, this is the second time I’ve hurt you and there’s got to be a way for me to make it up to you.”
“No, you’re over me that’s fine. I completely understand. I’ll see you Summer.”
“Bye Fernando.” She said and I pulled on my shoes and left the room.

And you know what, it felt right, this was the ending we should have had the first time. Now we could be friends, proper friends, without the kissing and the sleeping together thing. I wanted this and I know fully well she wanted this and more than anyone Phil Jagielka wanted this. I walked home pleased with my good deed for the day.

Summer’s Point of View:
I got changed and changed my bed covers, it was time for a fresh start. I no longer felt the need to have a man on my arm and I no longer needed to go sleeping with my exes. This was a difficult part of my life that was over. And as I walked downstairs and Phil Jagielka walked through the door with chips and champagne a smile spread across my features. “I know how chip shop chips are your favourite so got you some and here’s some champagne as promised.”
“That’s great Phil Jagielka.” I laughed and we both went and sat on the sofa.

After he finished opening up the chips I looked at him. “I umm… I ended it with Fernando. Your right, someone would get hurt.”
“I did warn you.”
“Except that person wasn’t me.” I replied and as I said that Phil Jagielka suddenly had all my attention. “Oh yeah?” He asked somewhat confused.
“Yeah, Fernando, he can’t help but let his feelings get in the way.”
“Oh.” Phil Jagielka smiled. “Well…” He began and grabbed us two glasses before pouring champagne into them both. “Too being single.” He said and we clinked glasses before tucking into the food and drink. This was definitely how it should be I smiled to myself.