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Samatha sighed as she sat by the kitchen island as there was a knock at the door,

"Hey love," she smiled placing a kiss on Christians lips,

"Hey, is she in her room?" Usually Christian was all for a moment with his girlfriend, but Casper was like a little sister to him,

And she needed him right then.

"Yea, she isn't talking to me." In true Casper Lampard fashion, she was keeping all of her emotions in,

"Don't worry I'll go see her." Despite them only knowing each for a year and a half they got incredibly close incredibly fast.

"Thank you," Sam had to go back to editing pictures so it left Christian standing in the living room by himself,

"Cas," the midfielder knocked on the girl's bedroom door which slowly opened revealing the girl laying in bed.

"I'm not leaving until you answer me," he added sitting on the other side of her bed,

"Why?" Casper groaned as she tried to pull the covers over her head but was stopped as they were puller back down.

"Because I care about you," Christian spoke in a duh tone as he watched the brunette turn and look at him,

"Fine, what do you want to know?" The striker asked crossing her arms as resting her head on the boy's shoulder,

"I think we both know what I want to know," he spoke in a duh tone as the girl shook her head.

"Gio and I aren't on speaking terms, I've lost my best friend. For the first time in my life, I don't have the drive to get out of bed and go play the sport I love." The striker played with the ring on her finger.

"How do you think I'm probably feeling?" She added trying to calmly breathe,

"It hurts and that's good," Casper turned to the American gobsmacked,

"You smoking your socks or something?" She asked as the boy let out a laugh,

"No, I mean that if it didn't hurt then it would mean that you didn't really love him then," Christian was tempted to send Gio a harshly worded message,

But he knew that this was something that they needed to sort out without him.

"How do you make it not hurt though?" Gio was the first boy that Casper really liked, but it scared her.

"Nobody really knows the answer to that one just yet, you just have to stop the fight I guess." The midfielder wasn't a fan of seeing the girl like this, so of course, he had to come up with a plan.

"Are you free tonight?" He asked as the girl nodded,

"Was planning in laying in my bed all day but if you need me to do something then I guess I could get out." The girl figured it was only right that she did something nice for the boy who was always there for her.

"Why don't you come to watch the Chelsea game tonight, Fik is out on injury so you can sit with him for the evening." The last game that the girl had gone to was when the boys lost against West Ham in the London Derby.

"That sounds kind of nice," Casper quickly decided that it was probably smart going as it may get the boys to stop worrying about her as much.

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"Casper hey!" Fikayo smiled as he hugged the girl as they all stood at the bridge,

"You excited to watch the game?" With her time being used focusing on her career at Arsenal she really hadn't been to watch the boys play.

"Yea, how is your injury?" The boy had hurt his shoulder but thankfully it wasn't a major an issue for him.

"It's getting better, how have you been recent?" Casper not even being on the bench for Arsenal last week came as a massive shock to everyone as it was the first game she wasn't on the team sheet for them in 2020.

"I've been alright, football is going good." She tried to talk about it all in a way that wouldn't reveal that the only thing that was on her mind was Gio.

"Should we get up there or do you want to sit down there?" He asked as the striker looked down to see the American wave at her,

"Let's go down there," Casper nodded as he two walked down to their seats.

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