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The night it all started
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Harper was down in Leicester for the weekend and somehow her good friend James Maddison had managed to set her up on a date with his teammate Ben Chilwell,
"What should I wear for this?" The Striker asked her teammate on the phone as she looked through the things she had bought in her suitcase,
"If you took my advice and packed the red dress then I suggest you wear it," Leah told her younger teammate who was awful when it came to fashion advice,
"I'm not wearing that!" Harper groaned knowing her reasons for wanting the girl to wear the dress,
"Why you look so good in it," the defender groaned wishing that the younger girl would just shut up and listen,
"No you said my boobs and arse look great in it," the girl shot back hearing her friend scoff,
"Well knowing you, you'd pitch up wearing sweats but James said the dress code was smart. So suck it up for a few hours put that dress and some heels on and have a bloody great time," Leah responded in a harsh tone clearly having enough of the girls minor fit,
"How are you this scary when you're pissed man," The Redknapp girl mumbled knowing that she had hit a button.
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Ben had been waiting at the restaurant for the past ten minutes, Harper wasn't late but he was just nervous. And it most certainly didn't help when a gorgeous girl in a red dress walked in and sent him a warm smile,
"You must be Ben right?" Harper asked feeling stupid as she knew from watching football that he was most certainly Ben,
"Yea, you're looking gorgeous tonight Harper," the defender smiled as he saw the young girl turn a light shade of pink,
"You don't look to bad either Chilwell," she shot back with a smirk as she realised what he was doing,
"Is that so Redknapp?" Ben asked as he crossed his arms,
"So what made you agree to coming on a date with me?" Harper asked feeling curious about why he was there tonight,
"I was gonna ask you the same thing," the boy mumbled wondering how on earth it was working then,
"It's good to see that I'm not the only one James tries to play matchmaker with then," she joked remembering the amount of times he had tried to do this,
"And he says we're the lonely ones," Ben responded resulting in the young girl letting out a snort,
"I know right!" Harper smiled feeling glad that the date was going so well as she sipped her water.
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"So how did the young Harper Redknapp find herself in football?" Ben asked the young as they walked around the quiet part of Leicester,
"Well having a grandfather in managing and then a father as well as an uncle in football it was just a natural force of nature," the brunette shrugged as she quickly stopped to take her heels off,
"Shit do you want to get going then?" the older boy didn't want to admit it but he was really enjoying his date with the Arsenal girl,
"Nah, a little bit of dirt on my feet isn't going to kill me and at least now I'm not almost your height," she joked as he turned to her clearly feeling unimpressed,
"Watch it cause I'll break your good foot," Ben pointed to her right foot knowing that it was her better of the two,
"Well then I guess I'm lucky that the left one is responsible for just as many golden boots," Harper shot back as she stuck her tongue out at him,
"Still can't believe that you've gotten the golden boot each season since you started your senior career," Ben was star struck about the young girls skills but he was shocked that she had never made her international debut,
"You can't be forgetting about my youth career either," she smirked, now Harper didn't usually gloat about her achievements but this was a pretty big one so she was going to allow it,
"Four on your way to five golden boots is quite the achievement you gotten an England call up yet?" He pointed out as she scoffed,
"Oh shush you cheeky bastard," she punched his arm and walked in front of him,
"We are going to get along great," Ben smiled seeing the girl turn around and motion for him to join her.
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