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FED UP (USWNT X BRADY READER)

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓: Chapter three of “Not The Legacy We Thought.” Media can be a bitch especially for celebrities, yet you would think they would get the message already… nope. However protective brother is ready to throw hands after a visit from reader. (MY TIMELINE RN ISN’T CAUGHT UP TO PRESENT TIME IN THIS CHAPTER) also this chapter may not connect great to the other two chapters, but this is the idea i wanted to use for this chapter (:

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒!: 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 / 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 , 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 , 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝

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A few hours later after Tom had left to go back to his hotel, that’s when everything went to shit. Your phone had been blowing up nonstop during team bonding. Everyone kept on asking if you needed to step out of the room to call someone, but once you looked at why your phone was going crazy you ran out of Alex and Kelley’s room.

You didn’t know where you were going until you found yourself twenty minutes later in front of Tom’s hotel door. Knocking rapidly three times, before the door swung open.

“I really need to talk to Tom.” You answered, completely ignoring his question.

At that Rob gave you a skeptical look. You had never closed yourself off to him before, and the way you were acting was concerning him big time. He closed the door for a few seconds, when the door opened Tom stood there with a concerned look on his face.

“What’s going on? Did you run here?” Tom asked in concern, as he looked you over head to toe too make sure you were okay.

“Yeah, but that’s not important right now.” You dismissed his question fairly quickly. You quickly unlocked your phone, before handing it over for him to read the text message. Tom’s eyes scanned the message, before looking at you with a mixed emotions anger and sympathy.

“Give us a little bit, Gronky.” Tom asked politely, as he pulled you into his hotel room. His arm wrapping around your shoulders.

After Rob had left the hotel room there was a silence between you two for a few minutes, before Tom spoke up. “I knew I should’ve beaten that damn pap’s head in the first time he did this.”

“You would’ve gone to prison Tom, your career would’ve been over..” You said softly, while your eyes remained on the ground staring at your shoes.

“I don’t care, Y/N.” He huffed in frustration. “Your more important than my career, no one hurts my baby sister!”

“Tom..” You were cut off by your brothers narrowed glare. You knew he wasn’t mad at you, but you also knew not to argue with him while he was in his protective state.

“He stalked you for weeks Y/N, he tried following you to your apartment building, hell he spread false rumors about you that almost costed you, your scholarship!” Tom spoke through a clenched jaw, his fists clenching and unclenching repeatedly.

“I know you don’t have to reason with me.” You sighed, as you leaned your head on his shoulder.

“Next time I see that rat, i’m turning him into ratatouille..” Tom grunted, as he leaned his head on top of yours.

— — —

When you had decided you wanted to go back to your hotel, Tom and half of his team escorted you back. They all knew what had went down a year and half ago, and none of them would let it happen again.

As you unlocked your door, Tom placed hand out to stop you from entering. “If you need me for anything, you call me immediately.” His tone was serious, and you nodded.

“Goodnight Thomas.” You held a small smirk on your lips, as you shut your hotel room door slowly.

— — —

You groaned at the sound of your alarm going off. Your hand waving around for your phone, before turning off the blaring noise. When you looked over you were surprised that Tierna hadn’t been in the bed next to yours a few feet away.

After getting ready you made your way downstairs to eat breakfast with the team. When you entered the room all eyes looked towards you, before looking back at their food. Most of the vet’s had kept their eyes on you, mostly stealing glances as you made yourself a plate.

“Are you okay?” You jumped at the sudden question from Alex, she had snuck up on you while you made yourself a plate.

“Jesus..” You mumbled, as you regained your composure. “I’m fine, it was a false alarm.” You gave the forward the best smile you could muster up, seeing as you didn’t want your teammates wanting to know your past just yet.

When you sat down you were quickly met with a concerned Christen. “You know you can talk to any of us if somethings bothering you.”

You were quick to nod, before taking a bite out of your pancake. They were just trying to make you feel comfortable around them, and you appreciated it but you just didn’t want them to know just yet.

After breakfast you had training with the whole team. During the practice you had been slightly off your game, fortunately it wasn’t at the level where it was noticeable to everyone else.

— — —

It was game day against Portugal and your nerves were getting the best of you. Your knee bounced up and down, as you sat on the locker room bench. You had your airpods in with your game day playlist buzzing in your ears.

A hand placed itself on your knee to still it from bouncing, which caused you to look over at Tobin. She motioned for you to take out one of your airpods, and you did so quickly.

“You were driving me insane with that.” She held a small smile on her lips, as to let you know she wasn’t being serious.

“Sorry I was just..” You cut yourself off as you noticed that everyone else had already cleared out and was on the field getting ready for the game.

“Your anxious, and not just about the game.” You were about to deny her statement, but she had cut you off. “We all know something happened, but we didn’t want to push you into telling us. But if you let whatever’s bothering you kept bottled up, you’ll explode.” She had locked eyes with you to let you know she was dead serious with her statement.

“And personally Y/N I don’t want to see you get hurt.” She sighed, as she patted your leg. Tobin went to stand up, but you caught her wrist.

“I have a stalker..” You sighed, your eyes moving to look at the ground. “He’s a pap and thinks it funny to make my life miserable. He caused my anxiety panics to double last year.” You explained everything to her in every detail you could. “I didn’t say anything, because I wasn’t ready to talk about it.”

Tobin wrapped her arm around you, as she pulled you into a tight hug. “I - we won’t let anything happen to you, Y/N.” Her voice was calm, but inside she was frustrated. Not at you of course but at Tom, who had came to her, Chris, Alex, and Kelley earlier today.

— — —

Tom had woken up early to head over to your hotel, knowing that you liked to get as much sleep as you could on game days that you wouldn’t be up for at least another hour and a half. He had told Rob that he would be back later before practice as he left the room.

Once he had gotten to the hotel he had texted Alex asking for the four vet’s to meet him in the lobby where they could talk freely.

The four of them had agreed to go down to meet your older brother. All of them confused, but had a good idea what he was here about.

“You think this is about the night that Y/N ran out of our room?” Kelley asked, as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

The question had earned her a eye roll from a slightly annoyed Christen. “Yes, Kelley I think that’s what he’s here to talk about.” Chris huffed, but her attitude changed as Tobin mumbled something to her under her breath.

When they stepped out of the elevator one at a time, Tom had waved them down where he was patiently waiting at. Once they settled themselves into the chairs, Tom had begun to speak.

“I wanted to ask for a favor.” Tom paused for a few seconds, before speaking up again. “My sister is a very private person, so am I. But I feel the need to ask that you keep an eye on her at the game today, please.” Tom looked at them all, as he messed with his wedding band subconsciously.

“Of course.” Alex quickly nodded as she held a soft smile on her lips. “We may not know Y/N that well, but we take care of our own.” Alex wanted to make you feel at home with the team, and if that meant keeping an eye on you for your brother then she would do so.

“If you don’t mind us asking..” Christen added, as she kept her eyes on Tom. “What happened the night Y/N ran out of the hotel?” The team had worried that night that something bad had happened to you. Christen just wanted to know if there was something they could all do to help.

“Uh I don’t know.” Tom sighed lowly. “She didn’t say what was going on, the way she was I didn’t want to push her into telling me.”

You had specifically asked Tom to not say anything to the team. You wanted to tell them on your own time about the stalker. He reassured you multiple times that he wouldn’t say anything to them, unless you asked him to.

“I’ll be at the game later on, but I want to make sure that she’s okay.” Tom added on to his explanation.

“We’ll keep our eyes on her, Tom.” Kelley nodded, as she looked at the other three girls who nodded in agreement.

The five of them talked for awhile, before Tom left to get ready for his practice.

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“Do you mind me asking what happened that made you run out of the hotel?” Tobin asked as she put you at arms length, so she could look you in the eyes.

“He somehow got ahold of my new number and texted me a picture of my apartment building.” You mumbled, as you brushed a piece hair that had blocked your eyesight behind your ear.

“Y/N, I pro -“ Before Tobin could finish her sentence Emily had rushed in to tell you both that it was time to line up in the tunnel.

You stood up quickly before making your way to line up with the starting eleven.

Tobin had also made her way to lineup, but she had moved to talk to Chris, Alex, and Kelley first. She had explained to them what you had said, and they had agreed with Tobin with making sure that you knew that they we’re in your corner. Kelley even went as far as saying that she would knock smugness out of the creep.

— — —

You had managed to score a goal with the assist of Kristie in the 75th minute. During the whole match you had been slightly off your game, you had let one of the opposing forwards get passed you with the ball. While also getting knocked to the ground several times by the Portuguese players.

One of the tackles you had taught would’ve sent you out of the game if you had not jumped, before she could get your ankle.

The presser felt like it had been hours, but it had only been fifteen minutes so far. You had Tobin sat to your right with Kelley on your left. You had answered all the questions that came your way with dignity, until you heard the smug voice you hoped you’d never hear again.

“Y/N, do you think your actually ready to be playing in the Olympics?” He asked, a small smug smirk making it’s way on his lips. “I mean don’t you think that one of the more talented players should be in your spot?”

Before you could answer him Kelley had stepped in. “Why the hell would you ever ask her that?” She knew by the way you slouched in your seat slightly that this man was your stalker. “Y/N’s one of the most talented players for her age, she deserves this spot more than anyone else. Vlatko knows this, that’s why he picked her himself.”

“I’m just saying by the way Y/N played tonight it doesn’t seem that she’s all that ready to be heading to Olympics.” The pap had countered Kelley’s protectiveness.

“What about you? Shouldn’t someone with more decency and credibility be in your reporting spot?” Tobin asked in annoyance. Her arm moved to wrap around your shoulders protectively. “What’s your name?”

“Peter McHale, and you can’t sp…” Peter had gone on to say, but was interrupted by Kelley.

“Well Peter meet security, security meet Peter.” She said as security grabbed onto Peter, before dragging him outside of the stadium.

The presser had only lasted a few minutes more, before Tobin and Kelley walked with you back to the locker room to get changed.

— — —

Once you got outside of the stadium you stood outside waiting for your brother while talking with Tierna and Rose. Your shoulders tensed as you say Peter walking up towards the three of you with a angry expression on his face.

Before Peter could reach you, Tom had stepped in his way. His Back straight and his chest slightly puffed out in a tough guy state. Tom held you behind him protectively, before stepping towards Peter in a threatening sense.

Tom pushed Peter backwards roughly, before advancing him. Your brother got into Peter’s face, as he grabbed onto Peter’s shirt with one hand. “You ever come near my sister again or even try to contact her, or spread rumors about her, i’ll put my fist through your face.” Tom’s voice was low and threatening, his eyes holding fire in them.

“I could ruin your life.” Peter stepped up to Tom in a threatening way, his hand pushing Tom back with some difficulty.

Tom however got right back into Peter’s face, which had caused Peter to take a quick fearful step back.

“I won’t be your only problem if you keep this up.” Tom said through a clenched jaw, as he nodded towards his whole team behind Peter.

Peter turned to look at the whole Tampa Bay football team who looked at him like he was their chew toy. Peter scoffed as he turned back to Tom. “You won’t be here to protect her after tomorrow.”

“True, but every one of those women on Y/N’s team will be. And trust me their a lot tougher than you think.” Tom pushed Peter back again once more.

Peter got right back in Tom’s personal space, before punching him in the jaw.

Which had caused you to gasp, you tried running to your brother, but Pinoe held you back to make sure you didn’t get hurt.

Tom adjusted himself, before he once again grabbed onto Peter’s shirt. “My sisters punch harder than you can. I mean it you come near her or do anything I will make sure you spend the rest of your life behind bars.” Tom pushed him one final time, before motioning for the police to come over.

“In fact that’s exactly what’s happening now.” Tom gave Peter a fake smile, as he watched the cops arrest Peter. A small snicker left his lips as the police may have or may have not protected his head when getting in the cruiser.

Once Peter was arrested you had ran to your brothers arms. Tom held you tightly for a few minutes, before you pulled away so you could punch him in the arm.

“You could’ve gotten hurt or worse Thomas.” You narrowed your eyes at him, but he only smiled softly at you.

“I know Y/N, but I couldn’t let him continue his shit anymore.” He explained, and you understood immediately.

— — —

That night you had slept great and were even surprised the next morning to find out that Tom had scored you and the whole team fifty yard line seats for his game.

Emily had gone completely crazy when she found out in fact she had been the one to push you all to get ready. You had decked yourself in your brother’s gear for the game, which had gone great considering they had won.

— — —

Tom had to head back to Tampa that night and you had to head to Tokyo for the Olympics. Tom and you had given a heartfelt goodbye at the airport.

“I know you’ll do great, Y/N. And i’ll be watching every moment from home cheering you with Gisele and the kids.” Tom chuckled, as he held you tightly to his chest.

“At like three in the morning?” You laughed as you pulled away from your brother.

“Even at three am, yes. I’m in your corner forever Y/N. Now go show the world exactly what your made of.” Tom pulled you in for one more hug, before pushing you towards your team.

“Everyone knows i’m the better Brady!” You yelled back to him, before squealing as he threw a plastic water bottle at you.

You threw the water bottle back at him, before running to catch up to your team so you could get on your flight to Tokyo.

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