"Urghhh call in siiiiick!" Jack whined sitting at the breakfast bar watching Becky make a sandwich to take to work with her.

"You've got to go in yourself anyway!"

"Not till later" he eyed the calender pouting trying to work out how long before they got another day off together.

"Don't forget I'm on a 12-12 tomorrow so you'll be home before me after the game"

She packed her stuff up "breakfast together tomorrow ok, I'll see you tonight!" She kissed him patting his chest.

"See ya, love ya" he called.

-

Becky was sat on the ward with a middle aged man helping him remember the exercises the physio had set for him. He had the daily mail next to him. Becky couldn't help spot the headline on the page that was open.

Forget the wags the young England National team prefer Teachers, business women and nurses over models and stars.

"Is that even news worthy?" She asked outloud.

"Well it's something to read isn't it? Do you follow football?"

"Er, yeah I do" her gut was always still to say no, but she'd realised recently she had learnt enough from Jack to hold her own and impress most patients when they got her onto the subject.

"Here, take it if you want, I'm done, southgates named his squad for the next game"

"Thank you" Becky politely took the paper. She already knew Jack was on the squad, she'd been there when he got the call.

What she wasn't sure of was how the daily mail knew he was in a relationship with a nurse.

-

At lunchtime Becky sat in the staffroom eating her sandwich and writing up some notes.

"Working lunch?" Called Liam as he sat down next to her.

"Kinda, just the notes from that course last week"

Liam clocked the paper that Becky had brought in to read. He eyed her suspiciously "have you read that?"

"No not properly, why?

"Erm spoken to Jack since this morning?"

Becky put her pen down. "Nooooo, he'll be training now, why?"

He took a deep breath "you're busted as Jacks girlfriend, I mean surely you knew it was only a matter of time"

Becky glanced at the paper.

"No not that!" He frowned, "Not really, that just confirmed what they thought they already knew" Becky was lost.

"That online forum and those Instagram accounts........ look babes"

He showed her some screenshots he'd taken.

Instagram posts of Becky and Jack sitting in a restaurant together.

Becky watching a game at the Etihad.

Beck and Jack in the Asda near the Etihad together, Becky in her uniform and looking very domestic peering at frozen food with Jack.

Becky sighed "we knew it would happen, god are people so obsessed with him that they track me down?" She glanced through the article in the paper.

In a recent radio interview with presenter Laura Woods for Talksport, Jack Grealish confirmed his girlfriend was actually a nurse, citing when you find the person that makes you happy, their proffesion becomes irrelevant.

"That's a cute quote from him" Liam observed.

He scrolled his phone further "you need to read this from the forum"

so I've done some digging, that girl he keeps being seen with is defo the same as the nurse in Asda.

I zoomed you can definitely read Hayes on her name badge.

The hospital website gives ward staff info and some of the staff are listed - there's a Rebecca Hayes listed on the Surgical and Trauma ward!

Omg - would that be where he would have been after his accident? 😳

Yes, I reckon......🤔

Well I know for a fact that's illegal. She needs reporting. You cant seduce vulnerable patients.

👀👀 Careful someone will report you for slander 🤫

Hmmm we don't know facts. We never saw pictures of her until after the Liverpool game when we saw a few of them go to chinawhite. That was the night that girl was on here saying she saw Jack in there snogging someone - were there any pictures?

"Shit, Liam.......will you come with me to show all this to Sue?" Becky felt tears prickling at her eyes. This felt too much to take in, but she knew she needed to talk to her senior about it.

"Look babes, don't panic, Sue knows nothing happened before that night, plus, she was there - she couldn't wave you off home with him quick enough!"

"Yeah but the fucking daily mail write stories from this shit, if they print my name and that I was his nurse it goes higher than Sue!"

-

Becky let herself into the flat, she could hear the TV on in the lounge.

Jack didn't turn around "there's a jacket potato in the oven for ya, it'll be done in about ten minutes"

Becky felt her body slump as all the tension left her body, just being near him made her feel better.

Jack heard her loud sigh. He spun round "wot the fucks happened?" His face was etched with concern.

"Jack..... everyone knows I'm your girlfriend"

"Yeah, that article, everyone's a bit annoyed, they've taken little bits we've all said an' made a big thing of it, but none of ya girls are named though.....I've neva said ya name.....I'm sorry...."

"I have been named though Jack, online! Have you not seen what you've been tagged in on Instagram?"

"I don' look at it......"

"I thought your sister kept an eye on it for you?"

"I've not spoken to her? Wots happened?"

"They're all talking about me Jack! About how unprofessional I am! That forum and Instagram!"

Jack listened and read the threads Liam had sent her the links to.

"Well these are a bit deep" he looked at her. "Becks I'm really so sorry, I shoulda known it could go like this.....I should've done more, warned ya or done more to protect ya, ya not in trouble are ya? We've not done anythin' wrong?"

"Sue is going to speak to HR tomorrow. I don't really know what will happen, I don't think it's us being in a relationship that's the problem, but more me......being seen out with you....people, patients maybe recognising me, Sue reckons we need to just make sure we keep our heads down, not get caught in anything. She said can you ask your people what they can do to stop my name being just written into stuff?"

"Like wot?" He looked perplexed.

"The example Sue gave was that I need to not become like a sidenote to every article about you, you know like 'Jack Grealish and girlfriend Rebecca Hayes, nurse at the general'

Later snuggled in bed, Jack was aware that his subtle advances wheren't having the normal effect.

"Ya in a mood about it all ain't ya?"

"Not a mood, it's not what I expected today though. I guess I'm just struggling to process it, and worried about what people at work will say, it's not that I'm annoyed with you but when I became a nurse I never thought I'd fall in love with a bloody footballer, and one who fucking everyone knows! It's just not exactly a complication that I studied for during my degree you know?"

Jack looked at her solomny "it's not gonna cause a problem though is it? We can deal with it can't we? Ill be extra careful with wot I say an' that"

"Baby it will be fine, I just need to weather the storm a bit I think"

"Ya ok though yeah? Nuffin' else botherin' ya?"

"Actually, my tummy hurts a bit, I'm due anytime"

"Ah bab turn ova"

Becky turned and snuggled against his chest as he curled around her, a big warm hand on her stomach.

-

The next day was a matchday Becky was surprised when she woke up to an empty bed at 9am. She wandered out into the kitchen to find Jack making himself a smoothie.

His back was to her, he was naked but for a pair of shorts that were hanging very low on his hips.

He was listening to talk sport. The voice on the radio spoke about the immense combination of Foden, Grealish and De Bruyne.

"Ya know it Gabby!" Jack replied to the faceless voice.

Becky sneaked up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist kissing his back.

"Good morning gorgeous" she murmured between kisses. He spun around towards her.

"Elloooo"

Christ he was gorgeous, his hair fell in thick fluffy curtains framing his face, his perfect brows, dark sultry eyes that twinkled and crinkled when he smiled.

His whole face punctuated by cute little freckles.

His lips, shit his lips. Far too kissable.

Becky kissed him, slowly to start with, gradually becoming more fevered.

Jack parted his lips, sending his tongue in to find hers.

She felt his erection grow against her tummy.

She felt it over his shorts inciting an illicit groan from him.

"Mmmmm ya fancy some?" Jack whispered, needy and sexily.

"Noooo"

He pawed at her arse "nah ya can't be teasin' me on a matchday....."

She gripped the waistband of his shorts.

"Sorry baby, I've come on this morning"

Before he had a chance to react or complain, Becky dropped to her knees, pulling his shorts down.

She grinned up at him, her mouth inline with his hard cock just before she opened her mouth and took him between her lips.

Jack's hands immediately found her hair, he leaned against the worktop and groaned as she sucked and worked her tongue around him.

With one hand she squeezed his buttock, the other she cupped and lightly squeezed his balls.

She felt him twitch within her mouth and sucked harder, pressed her tongue against him firmer.

She squeezed his balls more and felt his grip on her head tighten, she held on to the base of him as started to rock his hips, her other hand pushing him to her from behind, he had both hands on her, twiddling her hair, trying to stroke her skin as he fucked her face.

She felt him getting close, pre cum dribbling from him. She grazed him with her teeth and held him firm as he came fast in her mouth.

She swallowed him all.

When he had stilled he pulled her up, wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her deeply.

She sniggered, "you're such a dirty boy Jack, you fucking love the taste of yourself!"

-

At 10pm Becky watched the football on an iPad over a patient's shoulder.

She watched Jack walk across the pitch with his head down and shoulders slumped.

City had lost 3-1.

"Serves themselves right!" The man in the bed spat.

"Didn't you want city to win?"

"No! Bunch of jumped up pricks! Half of them think they're bloody models! Look at that one! Spends more time preening than training probably!"

Of course he had pointed straight at Jack.

She walked away.

Most of her immediate colleagues now knew about her relationship with Jack. She guessed she'd be hospital gossip by the end of shift tomorrow.

Sue had spoken to a senior manager who had said whilst they were happy Becky hadn't done anything 'improper' it wouldnt be tolerated if her name kept cropping up publicly.

Jack had text her during the afternoon to say PR would contact him should anything appear that concerned or named her. But they couldn't outright prevent anything.

As Sue had said, it was just a case of keeping their heads down, but what did that mean? Could she not celebrate his wins? Go to parties and events with him? He had an award ceremony coming up, could she not be seen with him at all? Why were people worried it would affect her job? If he was a banker would it be a problem going to big work events with him?

Becky started to feel as down as Jack had looked on the pitch.

-

The flat was in darkness, at first Becky though Jack must have gone to bed it was after 12.30am, but she noticed the faint light of a lamp in the lounge. She found him laying on the sofa, just gazing out of the window at the lights of the city.

The only sound was smudge purring from on his chest.

"Got ya a present on the table"

Becky looked over, he had bought her a big bunch of roses, huge bar of dairy milk and a bottle of full fat pepsi, her period essentials.

She laughed, and walked towards Jack, standing over him she handed him the big bar of galaxy she had picked up on her way home for him.

"Looks like even our moods are in tune"

"I played shit, propa shit bab, Pep was obviously givin' it all the mouth, fuckin' shockin' I dunno wot was up, no one was talkin' to each other!"

She moved his legs so she could sit down, placing his heavy calves back over her thighs.

"Everything's ok at the hospital, I mean I'm just waiting on the gossip and whispering from the staff, but I can deal with that. But it's the keeping our heads down, not getting my name involved. I mean I don't want to be a fucking wag Jack, but I love you, and I'm proud of you, I'm not going to hide that! Like this award thing, I'm not going to pose with you on any red fucking carpet, but I'm not going to spend all night not being seen with you either!"

"Becks.... c'mon let's go to bed and forget about today yeah?"