Y/N POV

"Let's go ladies!" Dawn called into the locker room as everyone finished changing. Today was our friendly match against Australia, and I felt pretty nervous.

Our team is really fucking good, but the Aussie's do have Sam Kerr, and she could be a problem for our defense.

We all left the locker room and lined up in order, hand in hand with our player escorts. The opening ceremony with the national anthems was kind of a blur, and as soon as the starting whistle blew, it would be head in the game for 90 minutes.

We got off to a great start, with Alex scoring a goal as early as the 14th minute, but not long after, I found myself missing two saves, making the score 1-2 by the 47th minute. I didn't let those goals get to me though, not after having more coaching since our first friendly against France. There was still a lot of time left.

Just a few minutes after half time, Tobin scored, then after that, Pinoe scored, and then Mal scored. We were up 4-2 in the 67th minute, and things were looking good. That is, until Sam Kerr sliced right through our back line and took a shot, which sailed fast me so quickly, I almost couldn't see it.

Now the score was 4-3 in the 81st minute, and we needed a bigger lead with less time if we wanted to win this.

Shots kept being fired off on both sides, but were blocked. No one had scored, and then stoppage time started. It all came down to this.

Both teams played super aggressively, but it seemed no one could make a shot off.

Then suddenly, Mal was running down the field, launching the ball into the goal in 95th minute, giving us a two point lead.

Our defense held out for the last minute of the game; until the final whistle blew, and then we celebrated. I wasn't as proud of this game as I was my last, because I allowed more goals in, but it still felt nice to win.

Everyone high fived the other team then went off to go sign jerseys. It was always fun interacting with the fans, and I gave my signed gloves away to a little girl who wants to be a goalkeeper when she's older, and I took about a million pictures.

Once we all showered and changed, we loaded onto the bus and headed back to the hotel. A few days after our last game against Spain, we had flown from Spain back to the US, and had been training on Colorado ever since.

The team was super cheery on the way back, and we sang songs the whole way, much to Jill's annoyance.

Once back at the hotel, we sat down for a very fun team dinner, before Jill told us she was giving us the day off tomorrow, which meant we had a free night ahead of us.

"Guys! Movie night in our room!" Pinoe announced. Everyone cheered as they walked up to their rooms to change into more comfortable clothing.

"Yo Kells I'll come up soon, I'm just going to call my mom."

"Aww Y/n loves her mommy!" She teased.

I glared at her and shoved her. "Shut up!" I laughed.

"Hey! Kids, no fighting!" Alex playfully scolded us, to which my response was sticking my tongue out.

"Oh, real mature Y/n." She snorted.

"Psh, I'm the kid of the group." I said with a smug smile. The forward just rolled her eyes and followed the rest of the team to the elevator.

I walked to the little lounge in the back courtyard of the hotel. First, I called my mom, and she congratulated me about the win. I gave her a short run down of the teams plans until June. After that, I called my aunt, and we somehow ended up only talking about Alex, which tends to happen every time I call her.

"You should see the way she looks at you dude. Even I can see it when I watch your games."

I sighed. "I don't know. She's always saying how 'she's straight' and 'loves Servando', what makes you think she likes me?"

"Well, have you ever considered the fact that just maybe, when she says those things, she's not saying it for you, but rather trying to convince herself. It's like she's reminding herself 'I'm straight, I have a boyfriend'."

The conversation carried on like this for another ten minutes, until my Aunt had to go and eat dinner. I went back up to my room, figuring the team was probably about halfway through the movie right now, and I didn't want to interrupt them.

Alex POV

I sat next to Kelley, watching the movie that Pinoe had picked, which was Baywatch. I thought it was pretty funny, but I felt like something was missing. I found myself kind of wishing that Y/n was here next to me.

I shook those thoughts away though, and tried to focus on the movie, but was soon interrupted by my phone ringing. My sister was calling me.

"Hello?" I asked quietly, not wanting to disturb my friends.

"Lexi...." Jeri said, her voice uneasy.

"What? What's wrong?"

"Servando.....he....he cheated on you."

My heart stopped and my blood ran cold.

"W-what?"

"I'm so sorry. I went over to his place today to drop a few things off that he had left at Moms place, and I found him in bed with another woman."

I felt numb. "I have to go. I'll call you later." Before she could say anything else, I hung up.

I did my best to keep a stoic face, and turned to Kelley, desperately needing to just be alone.

"Kells, can I go to your room? I really need to be alone."

"Of course, is everything okay?" She asked worriedly, handing me her keycard.

"I'll tell you later. I just...I just need a little bit."

"Okay, yeah, the room should be empty, I think Y/n is still talking to her mom. Take as long as you need."

It was getting harder and harder to hold the tears back, so I nodded and practically ran out of the room. I could feel my tears begging to fall as I quickly walked down the hallway to Kelley and Y/n's room.

I unlocked the door and entered the room, closing it behind me. I finally let out a sob.

"Alex, what's wrong?" I froze. Y/n was sitting on her bed, her eyes full of worry.

Well I guess she's done calling her mom.

"Servando cheated on me!" I blurted before I could stop myself, starting to cry harder. Y/n shot off the bed.

"WHAT!? I'm going to kill him!" She seethed. "What's his number? I'm going to call him."

"Wait...can...can you j-just hold m-me?" I asked quietly, immediately making Y/n calm down.

"Of course. C'mere." The two of us moved so that Y/n was sitting on her bed against the head bored, and I got into her lap, crying into her chest as she wrapped her arms around me.

I'm not sure how long I cried, but I just felt loved and safe in Y/n's arms, and I never wanted to leave them.

She didn't say anything the whole time, which I was grateful for. Rather, she gently ran her fingers through my hair, calming me down almost instantly.

Y/N POV

I'm not really sure what happened detail wise, but all I know is that I'm going to beat the shit out of this guy for hurting Alex. How dare he do that to her. She's the kindest, sweetest, most beautiful soul I've ever met, and he fucking took advantage of her.

As horrible as it is seeing Alex in pain, I must admit it felt nice to hold her. We hadn't ever really had any moments like this before, and it was new territory for me, but I welcomed it.

I held her close to me, her tears soaking my shirt. After a while, her body slowly stopped shaking as her sobs died down. Now she just sniffled every few minutes.

"I'm always here for you Lex." I whispered, rubbing her back. The forward gradually pulled away enough so that I was looking into her blood shot blue eyes. And then I realized the position we were in. She was in my lap, almost straddling me, my arms around her, her arms around me, our faces merely inches apart.

I could feel her warm breath ghost over my lips, tickling my skin. The tension around us was so thick you'd need a knife to cut through it. I was expecting her to say something, or hug me again, but nothing happened for a few moments. The only sounds in the room were our breathing, and mine was slowly but surely becoming unsteady.

And then she started leaning in. I couldn't move. I couldn't say anything. All I could do was sit there, frozen, as she touched her lips to mine. Immediately, out of impulse I kissed back, and it felt like my whole body warmed up five degrees.

Butterflies erupted in my stomach and my spine tingled. I had never felt this way before, and I didn't know what to make of it. The older woman kept kissing me for a number of moments, never breaking it as she furiously attacked my lips with her own. My hands were on her hips now, holding her steady in my lap.

And then almost as suddenly as it was there, the feeling was gone, replaced by longing sadness, and disappointment. Along with a shitload of confusion.

I looked into Alex's eyes, which seemed to be full of regret and fear. She shot off my lap and out of my arms, quickly making her way to the door.

"I have to go." She said, hurriedly leaving the room. I didn't even have time to call after her.

I sat on my bed, confused and hurt about what had just happened.

Did it mean something? Or was she just caught up in the moment?