(Third person pov)
Newcastle vs Everton
0-0
"Phil, this is the first draw of the season, do you think there was some issues with your attack and possession tactics?" Asked a reporter.
Phil was wearing his still sweaty jersey as he sat beside manager David Moyes, he almost giggled a little hearing the question.
"Which team has scored the most goals since the beginning of this season?" Asked Phil looking directly at the reporter.
He hesitated, "I don't know. My job's to ask questions" he said hesitantly making reporters sitting there laugh.
"Great job. Mine is to play football" said Phil with a shrug.
David looked at the argument and smiled, "It's Everton. We've scored 19 goals this season" said David.
"That's a lot, do you think there's a problem with our attack?" asked Phil looking at the reporter who sat down.
"Hi Phil, I wanted to ask, if Matthew Delevigne would be fit to play your next game against Arsenal?" Asked another reporter.
Phil glanced once at David and looked back to the reporter, "Yes, Matt will be playing against Arsenal" he said.
"Last question, did any of you know Matthew Delevigne has released an Album on YouTube?" Asked the same reporter.
"Yes, he had told us about it beforehand, and I enjoyed the music, and I recommend it to anyone that loves music" said David.
Matt had called him to ask his thoughts about uploading an album, as long as he doesn't sign a contract with a record label, the club wasn't concern.
"Thankyou" said Phil as he stood up and moved towards the exit of the press room.
(Pov end)
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(Emma Watson pov)
"Who did he wrote these songs for?" I asked to Cara, we had just heard his album and it was really nice, I knew he could sing but this was amazing.
"I don't know, I didn't even knew he had a girlfriend" she said sulking.
"Someone at school maybe?" I asked to which she pearked up.
"We could ask Jack, he knows everything about Matt!" She exclaimed.
"Should we though? I mean, he didn't tell you. It's his private life after all" I said, even though I wanted to know too.
"Heh, there's nothing private between family. He was the first one I had told when I began seeing Tom, and he betrayed me" she said wiping her fake tears.
Honestly, he was exceptional. He could sing, act, good looking, sportsman. I wanted to know who he was dating and most importantly who broke his heart!
She picked up her phone and quickly searched through her contacts.
"Who's the girl he's writing songs about? Is he dating someone? " She fired as soon as the boy picked up her call.
"Put it on speaker" I said to which she nodded and put the phone on loudspeaker.
"I don't know, I was going to call you for answers. You don't know anything?" He asked confused.
Cara looked flabbergasted, "How could I know he doesn't tell me anything!" She exclaimed.
"There's this one nurse he talked about, but she was older than him" murmured the boy which made cara push her head on the phone.
"What nurse? " She asked hurriedly.
"Don't let him know I told you" he said in a serious voice at which Cara nodded.
'He can't see you idiot' I thought but didn't say anything.
"He told me about how there was a pretty nurse and it's a shame she was too old for him. She was getting harrassed by a physiotherapist, he saved her from that" said the boy making my eyes widen.
Cara too was a little speechless, "There's so many things, he likes older girls.. could it be an actress from goblet of fire!
And why was she quit about the harrassment!
My brother's a hero", with each sentence she took a few seconds to think, it was too much for her pea sized brain.
'He likes older girls.. I'm two years older than him! Wait what an I thinking!'
My mind was going in directions I don't want it to go, my heartbeat sped up a little, "That's very nice of him" I said to Cara who nodded.
"We need to find out everything! That Love yourself song! He was soo vulnerable, my brother is hurting. I'll go visit him if I have to" she said to Jack who was silent.
"Is that Ms Emma Watson I heard. I just wanted to say I'm a big fan" said Jack finally speaking.
"Thankyou Jack" I said.
Cara just rolled her eyes, "He had a big crush on you when he was 12" said Cara which made me freeze for a second.
"Beep beep" Jack cut the call and I don't blame the boy.
"You! That's why Matt didn't tell you anything! You're an idiot" I said as she grinned.
"He's like my brother too, we've known eachother for years. I love making fun of them" she said showing me her tongue.
'sigh what do I do with this girl' I thought with a smile.
(Pov end)
(Third person pov)
"We need you to contain him" said Wenger, he looked at his midfielders. Fabregas, Mikael Silvestre, Gael Clichy, Theo Walcott.
"Gaffa, it's not a job for a single person, we'll need to leave our markers to press him, mabe shove him to make him back off" said Theo.
He had played with Jack and Matt at the Under - 17 worldcup for England, and he knew how terrifying it was to stop that boy.
"I'll move the triangles more forward, longer passes, to keep him on edge, then transition to shorter play" said Fabregas.
"No. No long passes, I want you to penetrate their defence Cesc, you focus more on attack. Gael will be more defensive." Said Wenger.
'long passes in his midfielde would be death sentence' thought Wenger.
He signed with disappointment, letting Henry and Matt leave was weighing on him, he had to answer the owner about the boy, who was not happy to say the least.
"Nasri, you'll collect the ball closer to Fabregas, don't go wide too soon or make a run, we can't afford to loose the ball when we get proper chances" said Wenger, he made sure to remind the players not to give away the ball.
It was the only tactic in his mind to stop Everton from scoring, he wasn't ready to loose to Everton.
"Jack, I need you to score. Robert, you need to make your shots hit target. I want atleast 2 goals before half time, if we want to win that is, less than that and we're finished" said Wenger looking at them standing infront of a whiteboard.
"Matt won't play as Attacking Midfielder" said Jack looking at Wenger who rubbed his forehead with a little anger.
"I know Jack, but if he did, we need to prepare" he said with icy voice, he was too close just now to loose his cool.
"We need to beat them. We are fifth on the table, if we loose this, at Emirates. Things won't be looking good for us" said Wenger in a grave tone.
' Seriously? You sold Matt?' Henry's voice came in his ears, his mind always comes back to that place, the mocking face when Henry left to Barcelona.
"Wasn't he injured? He might not play" said Samir Nasri, he was sitting beside Jack who looked at him with contempt.
"Lets take a break, we'll talk after lunch" said Wenger going out first, he was sweating and needed fresh air to calm himself down.
Jack turned to Samir, "Seriously? You saw how agitated he was and still chose to interrupt him?" Said Jack.
Samir shrugged, "Atleast earned us a break" he said with a smirk.
"With the possibility of getting benched the remaining season" said Theo which made Samir's eyes widen.
"Gaffa wouldn't do that" he said shaking his head.
"Are you sure about that?" Asked Jack with raised eyebrow.
Samir gulped, he stood up, "I have something to talk to boss, I'll see you guys in canteen" he said running away.
Jack and Theo laughed at the man running behind Wenger.
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"I want to play as a striker" said Matt making David Moyes pause.
There were players resting, gasping for air, the drills they had done were exhausting, constantly sprinting up and down across the field for 30 minutes.
"You know Arsenal would come prepared for me as CDM or CAM, I'll play as a striker" he justified with a shrug.
"No, I can give you more freedom to go forward, you'll have to be in midfield Matt, Fabregas would have to be stopped, he's a constant threat" said David making Matt pause.
"Okay boss, I'll stop Fabregas. Just make sure Phil and Lescott knows not to foul him, he's a threat from set pieces" said Matt walking away.
"Hey, leg's alright?" Asked Phil, his breathing was little heavy as he sat on the ground.
"Good, I'll be training with you guys from tomorrow, there's some final checks the doctors need to perform" said Matt.
"That's good news, what about your songs? Any hits?" Asked Phil curiously.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you... My Korean Song's more popular than English one in UK" said Matt with a laugh.
"What?" Exclaimed Phil.
"Yup, Gangnam style. It's on 4 million views, it has become a meme song" said Matt.
"A what song?" Asked Phil.
"A meme song, you know what forget about it" said Matt knowing the man wouldn't understand.
"Where's Mikel, haven't seen him much in training?" Asked Matt looking around.
"Probably busy with his missus on the phone" said Phil with a scowl.
"Good for him then" said Matt.
'I should get myself a girlfriend too.. it's just they're too scary' thought Matt, he's never had a girlfriend in both his lives.
"Good for him? That bastard barely payed attention to boss's instructions, goes to grab his phone as soon as the training's over" said Phil ranting about Mikel.
"He's a family man?" Said Matt not knowing what else to say.
Phil sighed, "You got a girlfriend?" He asked making Matt's eyes widen.
"No" said Matt.
Phil looked at him with a doubtful gaze, "Not even at school? I'm sure girls clings to you.. you're an actor and footballer" said Phil.
"I'll see you tomorrow in training, I have appointment with the physios" said Matt leaving a grinning Phil behind.
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"He's extraordinary player, Cristiano still want's to leave for Madrid?" Asked Sir Alex Ferguson to his Assistant who nodded reluctantly.
"Get me in contact with him, I'll convince him to join next summer transfer window, he could help us win trophies for the next to ten years" said Sir Alex looking at the young boy scoring goals effortlessly.
"What about the other one? He's been exceptional as well?" Said the assistant.
"That one? No, he's good. Very good. But I can't develop him into a player I imagine, he very much like David in that regard, and I choose to not manage players like him" said Sir Alex.
"Both of them would be playing against eachother in their next game." Said Assistant.
"Begin the talks with Wilshere behind the scenes, I want him wearing our jersy next year" said Sir Alex as he looked at the fixtures.
'Wenger would make it tough, but he would have to let him go if the player wants to leave' thought sir Alex as he popped a chewing gum in his mouth.
"Yes sir" said assistant leaving the office.
(Pov end)