The next morning I drag myself out of bed and to the shower before pulling on my Adidas leggings and sports bra. I walk downstairs and grab some breakfast muttering a quick morning to Chris who's sitting in the kitchen.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asks and I turn to look at him.

"I'm coming to training with you. I did tell you this last night"

"Not dressed like that you aren't" I look down at my outfit and before I can say anything my mum walks into the kitchen "the only way you're coming is if you put a top on and not just a sports bra"

"There's nothing wrong with what I'm wearing. It's gym clothes" I state matter of factly.

"Ana just take a top with you. You need to remember it's your brothers boss and friends your meeting" my mum says getting the gist of our conversation "and you need to lay off your sister a little bit" I huff as I leave the kitchen and run upstairs to grab my Manchester United away jersey before meeting Chris at the front door.

"You could've at least got the one that says Smalling" Chris says realising which jersey I'm now wearing.

"I thought you'd want me wearing the Smalling one for Saturday's game you know show everyone how much of a supportive little sister I am"

"No need to be a sarcastic little bitch Ana"

"You've missed my sarcastic side admit it. You're more than happy to have me here"

"I'm not even going to give you the satisfaction of admitting you're right. Put it this way though Montana, I wouldn't have you on the next flight to Australia"

"That's enough for me. It's as close as I'll get" I say as we get into his car. Connecting my phone to the car I look at Chris "Smalling siblings carpool karaoke? Shuffle and we sing to what comes on. My phone on the way to training and your phone on the way back. One skip each?" I ask my brother knowing he secretly loves when we're in the car together.

"You're on little one. We're picking Jesse up on the way as well" I mutter an okay to my brother before we start to belt out the lyrics to Shakira's Hips Don't Lie "I'll apologise in advance just in case we destroy the songs of the most famous woman to come out of Colombia, Jesse" Chris says looking at Jesse as he gets into the car.

"Señorita, feel the conga, let me see you move like you come from Colombia." I continue singing then look at Jesse "this next part is on you Jesse"

"Mira en Barranquilla se baila así, say it! En Barranquilla se baila así" Jesse sings along and looks at me "so you're a Shakira fan?"

"I absolutely adore Shakira. She's legit my hero! I always wondered what she'd be like in real life. Do you think she's as nice as she seems in interviews? Is she as unreal as she looks as well?" I ask bombarding Chris and Jesse with questions.

"Why did you not ask Neymar about Shakira when you met him? He's met her before" Chris asks reminding me of when I met some of the Barcelona team in Australia a few years ago.

"Hold on, I know he's a nice guy and everything but Neymar? How did you pull that one off?" Jesse asks which I expected.

"I met him, Messi and Suarez when I worked in Australia. We planned an event the Barcelona team were hosting" I say as we reach Carrington and get out of the car.

"Whoa Montana number 14 why not 12?" Jesse says as I start walking in front even though I have no idea where I'm going.

"I told you this would happen Montana and that's before we even get in here. Apparently it's because 14 is her favourite number"

"I can't say I disagree with her either" I stand behind Chris and Jesse leaving them to their conversation as I follow them to the locker rooms.

"Wait there little one and I'll introduce you to everyone once we're outside. I don't think it's best for you to meet them when they probably have no clothes on" Chris says as I think about what he's saying.

"That doesn't sound like a bad idea to me. Who's going to complain about having a football team strip in front of them? I might just join you in there"

"No Montana! Absolutely not! Go and wait outside I'll be as quick as I can" I laugh at the serious expression on my brothers face before I make my way outside to the edge of the training pitch.

"Who are you?" I hear someone behind me say and I turn to see Marcus Rashford. I guess the rumours are true about him being first on the training pitch.

"I'm Montana, Chris's sister. He wouldn't let me in the changing room to watch everyone strip so I ended up getting kicked out here"

"Well Montana it's nice to meet you, I'm Marcus. I need to start warming up but if you're going to be around more often come over to my house when your bother does that way you can get to know the team" I guess he's just introducing himself to be polite because there's no way on this god given earth I don't know who he is.

"Nice to meet you too and thanks, maybe I will join you all one day. That's if Chris will let me"

"He's your brother not a puppet master. Anyway have a seat over there if you want. That bunch of girls could be a while" I smile and thank Marcus before walking over to the benches on the edge of the training pitch. Watching him warm up it's obvious how dedicated he is to what he does which is probably why he's flying this season.

"Montana Smalling I swear if you're flirting with Marcus I'll have you on the first flight out of here" I hear my brother say seriously as he walks over to me and something inside of me flips.

"Who do you think you are? Seriously Chris how dare you talk to me like that. I'm your sister not a piece of shit! Do you think I'm some kind of slut that opens her legs for anyone? I hate you sometimes" I look Chris up and down in disgust before I turn to walk away.

"What did you say there?" Chris asks but rather than answer him I keep walking and let someone else answer for me "she said she hates you". Ignoring everything I walk back inside before Chris has a chance to say anything else. Bumping into Jesse I ask for directions to the gym before I totally lose my shit getting angrier with Chris as the minutes pass. Two hours later I hear someone come into the gym, turning around I see Jesse watching me.

"What did that treadmill ever do to you?" He asks as I slow down wiping the sweat from my face with a towel.

"Chris happened that's what. I'm so angry with him Jesse. Why would he think I'm like that? I've never gave him a reason to think like that in the past so why would he start now?" I vent at Jesse even though I know he hasn't done anything just needing someone to listen "sorry if i stink I'm just so angry with him"

"I can tell. Let's just get home and if you need to you can come to my house to get out of the way of him"

"Thanks Jesse. You can sit in the front with him and I'm refusing to speak to him no matter what you say" I start walking out of the gym with Jesse heading towards Chris's car.

"I'm not saying you need to speak to him but we do need to get home. You can meet the other players another day" I get into the back of the car not speaking all the way home. Walking into the house I grab a bottle of water and join Sam and my mum in the garden.

"Okay what's he done?" Sam asks "you both have faces like thunder and I can clearly see you're not speaking to each other"

"Well apparently I'm a slut who opens her legs to anyone and if I flirt with Rashford again I'll be on the first flight out of Manchester because apparently having a conversation is flirting" the more I think about Chris's reaction the more I get angry, letting out a deep breath I try to calm down.

"Christopher Lloyd Smalling get out here right now!" My mum shouts from her seat, hearing the full name I know he's going to get a talking to.

"What's up mum?" He asks walking outside carrying Leo in his arms.

"Don't 'what's up mum' me young man! Why would you treat your sister the way you have and for the record you'll not be sending her on the first flight out of here! She's an adult now Chris, you might be protective but there's being protective then there's just being a total and utter dick about it! Let her breathe Chris, I don't want my kids to hate each other. Your sister has been in Manchester for less than twenty four hours this really isn't necessary" seeing the look on my mum and Sam's face I know they're both angry.

"They're my team mates and friends mum do you really think I want one of my friends in a relationship with my sister!"

"For gods sake Chris I was only talking to him! It's not like I'm jumping into bed with him and even if I was that would be my decision! He literally said when everyone goes over to his house I'm welcome to go with you to get to know the team!"

"It isn't about you Chris! If Montana ends up in a relationship with one of the boys that's up to her. Anyway who cares if she was flirting with Marcus? They're both single adults what's the issue?" Sam joins in and I can see the brunette getting just as angry as I am. Not wanting to cause an argument between her and my brother I stand up.

"I'm going out. I don't know when I'll be back but don't worry about me"

"Where are you going to go? You don't know anyone and you don't know the area"

"Don't worry about me Chris. I'm a big girl, I can look after myself despite what you might think. I have lived on the other side of the world since I was 18 and I think I'm doing pretty well for myself." as I go to leave my mum grabs my hand stopping me.

"Text me please Montana. I'll try and fix this for you"

"I will mum. Thanks but I don't think it will work even if you try to fix this. See you later, love you" kissing my mums cheek I leave the house and walk down the street to the only house I know so far, ringing the bell on the intercom I wait for an answer from Jesse. Minutes later I find myself standing in the footballers kitchen.

"Sorry for coming over. I didn't really know what to do. I'm not intruding am I?" I ask looking around the kitchen seeing no signs of his wife or daughter.

"I told you to come over if you needed to and you aren't intruding anything. There's only me and Anoushka here. I'm waiting for her to wake up from her nap then we were going to watch Moana you're more than welcome to join us and maybe save me" I smile and thank Jesse taking him up on the offer of a movie.

"I only met you yesterday but you seem like a really good dad" I tell Jesse honestly, from what I've seen so far there's no denying how much he loves his little girl.

"Thank you, I do try plus she makes everything worth it"

"Can I be really forward and ask if I can shower? I didn't get a chance at Chris's house we just argued again" I bite my lip knowing it's an out there request.

"Of course you can. I'll show you the bathroom and get you a towel. Do you need clothes?" Jesse asks and I look at him amused at how comfortable he is with me even though he doesn't know me.

"I don't want to be too much trouble"

"It's no trouble at all Montana. I'll grab you a football top or something. Come on I'll show you to the bathroom before Anoushka wakes up" following Jesse to the bathroom I thank him again before taking the quickest shower of my life trying to keep my hair dry not wanting to sit with wet hair. I redress in my underwear and walk into the bedroom where I bump into Jesse leaving me clothes on the bed "shit I'm sorry Montana I didn't think you'd be so quick"

"Don't worry about it" I bite my lip feeling Jesse's eyes on my body. As nervous as I feel with him looking at me, I gather all of my confidence as I turn to face Jesse "see something you like Jesse?"

"Without a doubt. You have incredible boobs, in fact you have an incredible body. Oh god I shouldn't have said that I'm sorry" I pull the England jersey and shorts on as I move closer Jesse.

"Don't worry I've heard worse compliments before, anyway" I lean close to Jesse whispering "you aren't so bad yourself and them abs, damn they look good" biting my lip I smile as I leave the bedroom leaving Jesse gobsmacked.