Overworked
Chapter 84
Monday 17th September, 2028
Maddie’s P.O.V
The office phone started ringing and I picked it up in my usual manner. “Hi, is this Madeline Styles?” A woman asked.
“It is.” I confirmed, wondering who would address me with my full name calling my work phone.
“Hi, I’m Karen Bloomfield; I’m the manager at California Girls soccer club. We’re having some trouble at the moment and when looking at the past players at the club, your name kept coming up. Of course, it was Anderson but I managed to get this number. We really need some experienced players here to help make sure we don’t get relegated this season and I think you would be ideal.” She replied. They want me back playing soccer.
“Why me?” I questioned.
“You’re a big part of the club’s history. You’re successful and will pull in more fans. You’ve got experience and a lot of the staff that have worked here since you were here have said you were one of the best players they’ve seen in a long time and it’s just a shame that the hate from your previous modelling jobs made you give up. Also, you’re fit for your age, I imagine with all the running around on stage and things you’re quite athletic.” She explained.
“Okay? You are aware that I have 2 really stressful jobs and that I barely have any time to do anything as it is?” I said.
“We are, it doesn’t matter if you can’t play every game, we can work out a schedule. Obviously evening games will be tough for you but you can play Saturdays. It would be a great help to us. At least consider it.” She countered.
“Okay, I’ll call you back, thanks.” I said and wrote down her number while she was still on the phone. Then I hung up and called Harry.
“Hi!” He basically shouted.
“Ouch Harry, but I’ve got something to ask you.” I said.
“Okay?” He lingered.
“I just got a call from the manager at the soccer club I used to play for, they want me to sign again and play for them this season.” I told him.
“That’s great honey. Just don’t forget that you barely have enough time as it is.” He said, sounding a bit down.
“You don’t want me to do it do you?”
“If I don’t want you to, it will make you want to more. Just remember that you already have 2 jobs that require a lot of commitment as well as the kids. Just consider that.” He advised.
“You can help with the kids. You’re only their father after all.” I said and Isabelle came in.
“What are you two arguing about now?” She questioned. I laughed at her.
“The kids, I’m gonna be busy soon, you’ll help right?” I looked at her hopefully.
“Of course! Why are you talking about them?” She asked and I put Harry on speaker. Isabelle shut the door and sat down.
“I was offered a job playing soccer again and Harry’s helping me decide whether or not to take it. Then he brought up the kids and said I had to look after them so I told him he was helping.” I explained.
“I didn’t say I wouldn’t help Maddie. All I’m saying is, they’re gonna want their mum around, so just don’t get to carried away.” He said.
“Crafty Styles, but you’re not getting out of it. Anyway, back to the job, should I take it or not?” I replied.
“I think you should. It’s a really cool opportunity.” Isabelle said.
“If you want to do it, do it, but don’t blame me when you’re never home and the kids are complaining about missing you again.” Harry answered my question.
“They can come to games and stuff; it’s not like this where they can’t come in because they’ll just get in the way. If they need to they can even come to training. I’ll get the twins their own shirts and they can just muck around with a little ball while I train.”
“I can tell you want to do it so sure. I’ll back you all the way, you know I will.” Harry concluded.
“Yay! I love you!”
“This was just to convince me wasn’t it? You had your mind made up when you called me.” He sighed.
“Of course I did, but thanks for saying you’ll back me anyway, I’ll make sure you keep to that. I still have the handcuffs.” I warned and he groaned just thinking about them. Isabelle was trying not to laugh.
“Go get fluffy ones. Those ones kill.” He said and then said goodbye and hung up.
“You’ve seriously handcuffed him to the bedposts?” Isabelle laughed.
“4 times in Australia,” I smirked.
“Well I know who’s in control now.” She said and left my office. I called Karen back and told her I’d take the job much to her satisfaction. She thanked me for about 10 minutes until I told her I had to get back to work and she agreed asking me to come in tomorrow evening for my first game this season, it’s not their first game because pre-season started in July and the actual season started last month. I agreed and then hung up. I can’t wait to get back into soccer.
Maddie’s P.O.V
The office phone started ringing and I picked it up in my usual manner. “Hi, is this Madeline Styles?” A woman asked.
“It is.” I confirmed, wondering who would address me with my full name calling my work phone.
“Hi, I’m Karen Bloomfield; I’m the manager at California Girls soccer club. We’re having some trouble at the moment and when looking at the past players at the club, your name kept coming up. Of course, it was Anderson but I managed to get this number. We really need some experienced players here to help make sure we don’t get relegated this season and I think you would be ideal.” She replied. They want me back playing soccer.
“Why me?” I questioned.
“You’re a big part of the club’s history. You’re successful and will pull in more fans. You’ve got experience and a lot of the staff that have worked here since you were here have said you were one of the best players they’ve seen in a long time and it’s just a shame that the hate from your previous modelling jobs made you give up. Also, you’re fit for your age, I imagine with all the running around on stage and things you’re quite athletic.” She explained.
“Okay? You are aware that I have 2 really stressful jobs and that I barely have any time to do anything as it is?” I said.
“We are, it doesn’t matter if you can’t play every game, we can work out a schedule. Obviously evening games will be tough for you but you can play Saturdays. It would be a great help to us. At least consider it.” She countered.
“Okay, I’ll call you back, thanks.” I said and wrote down her number while she was still on the phone. Then I hung up and called Harry.
“Hi!” He basically shouted.
“Ouch Harry, but I’ve got something to ask you.” I said.
“Okay?” He lingered.
“I just got a call from the manager at the soccer club I used to play for, they want me to sign again and play for them this season.” I told him.
“That’s great honey. Just don’t forget that you barely have enough time as it is.” He said, sounding a bit down.
“You don’t want me to do it do you?”
“If I don’t want you to, it will make you want to more. Just remember that you already have 2 jobs that require a lot of commitment as well as the kids. Just consider that.” He advised.
“You can help with the kids. You’re only their father after all.” I said and Isabelle came in.
“What are you two arguing about now?” She questioned. I laughed at her.
“The kids, I’m gonna be busy soon, you’ll help right?” I looked at her hopefully.
“Of course! Why are you talking about them?” She asked and I put Harry on speaker. Isabelle shut the door and sat down.
“I was offered a job playing soccer again and Harry’s helping me decide whether or not to take it. Then he brought up the kids and said I had to look after them so I told him he was helping.” I explained.
“I didn’t say I wouldn’t help Maddie. All I’m saying is, they’re gonna want their mum around, so just don’t get to carried away.” He said.
“Crafty Styles, but you’re not getting out of it. Anyway, back to the job, should I take it or not?” I replied.
“I think you should. It’s a really cool opportunity.” Isabelle said.
“If you want to do it, do it, but don’t blame me when you’re never home and the kids are complaining about missing you again.” Harry answered my question.
“They can come to games and stuff; it’s not like this where they can’t come in because they’ll just get in the way. If they need to they can even come to training. I’ll get the twins their own shirts and they can just muck around with a little ball while I train.”
“I can tell you want to do it so sure. I’ll back you all the way, you know I will.” Harry concluded.
“Yay! I love you!”
“This was just to convince me wasn’t it? You had your mind made up when you called me.” He sighed.
“Of course I did, but thanks for saying you’ll back me anyway, I’ll make sure you keep to that. I still have the handcuffs.” I warned and he groaned just thinking about them. Isabelle was trying not to laugh.
“Go get fluffy ones. Those ones kill.” He said and then said goodbye and hung up.
“You’ve seriously handcuffed him to the bedposts?” Isabelle laughed.
“4 times in Australia,” I smirked.
“Well I know who’s in control now.” She said and left my office. I called Karen back and told her I’d take the job much to her satisfaction. She thanked me for about 10 minutes until I told her I had to get back to work and she agreed asking me to come in tomorrow evening for my first game this season, it’s not their first game because pre-season started in July and the actual season started last month. I agreed and then hung up. I can’t wait to get back into soccer.
Notes
I love football (soccer) so I had to do this. I actually came up with the idea at a match. I hope you guys will like it.
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