putellas-archives

Alexia Putellas

worth the wait

Patri Guijarro

Misa Rodriguez

Hold me a little longer

(Coming soon)

Leah Williamson

And then there was you

Jill Roord

rules are meant to be broken

Georgia stanway

maybe we'll meet at a bar

Lynn Wilms

You had been dating Scottie for almost 2 year, atleast that was until you found out she had been cheating on you for 3 months.

You met Scottie at La Maisia when you were 15. You became friends quickly, only at 16 Scottie decided that she was not going to persue a professional career.

You on the other hand had dreamt of being a footballer since you could kick a ball. Scottie went to university and you signed for Barcelona. Even though your lives were totally different, you stayed connected.

At 17 you and Scottie had your first kiss together in a club in Barcelona, which led to both of you confessing your feelings. Soon after you started dating.

One day when your training had ended sooner then scedueled, you decided to surprise Scottie at her apartment. Little did you know what you where about to see.

The key turned in the lock as you pushed open the door, walking in and dropping your bag at the door. As you walked in the living room, your face turned as white as paper.

On the couch was your girlfriend, emphesis on your, getting eaten out by some random blonde girl you didn't know.

"WHAT THE FUCK, SCOTTIE!" You yelled, probably loud enough for the neigbours to hear, but frankly at this point you could not give a single fuck about that.

Both heads turned towards you, pure horror all over them. "I didn't know you would be here already" Scottie said, as if that was going to clear the situation that was unfolding in front of you.

"Aparently, because if you did know, you wouldn't be fucking this bitch on the couch!" You yelled. "And who are you, if I may ask?" The girl who was on top of Scottie seconds ago asked. She was still very much naked and was not showing any sign of changing that, or even better, leaving the apartment.

"I'm Scottie's girlfriend and i have been for 2 years. Who are you?" The tone of your voice clearly angry, irritated by the attituded that blonde witch had.

"I'm Megan and you must not have been a good one, because she has been fucking me for 3 months." She said. You looked at Scottie, who just stayed silent and did not return your look.

"Get out, now." You said, directed at the girl. "And we are over." You added pointing between you and the girl you thought you knew everything about. As Megan grabbed her clothing to leave, Scottie came back to live and had decided that she was the victim of all this.

"Why did you sent her away, we could have explained." Scottie said when Megan had already left the apartment, because atleast she had the decencie to wait until she was gone to fight with you.

"Oh i don't know, maybe because there isn't much you can explain. You were fucking her on the couch in front of my eyes. I think the picture is quite clear here." You said, trying to stay calm, but absolutely failing.

"Y/N baby, we can try again, i swear she means nothing to me." Scottie tried to defend herself. "You were cheating on me with her. I would say that she meant at least something to you." You argued.

"Fine if you aren't going to try to reason with me. She meant more to me than you will ever do. She wasn't a whiny little bitch and she actually made me feel something." Scottie said, finally turning on you.

"You can sort this out yourself. I don't care if you fall back in to the ditch that i helped you out of. You can go fuck yourself. Get out!" Scottie yelled. You decided she wasn't worth your time so you left.

You sat outside on a bench overlooking the sea of Barcelona, thinking of all the things that had happend in the past years.

When you signed your first professional contract you struggled with your mental health. You thought you weren't good enough, so you pushed yourself harder and harder. Training extra long and not eating enough.

You would distance yourself from your teammates, not accepting any invitations for team nights out. You would go home immediatly and cry in your bed, avoiding all human contact.

This became kind of a problem. Since you didn't

Until one day you collapsed in the middle of training. Tou had skipped breakfast and had went straight to the gym to do some cardio. By the time training actualy started, your body had ran out of fuel.

When you woke up, there were a whole buch of medical staff around you. They were all relieved that you had woke up. Not long after you were sat in a room with Alexia and the nutritionist. You explained what had been going on and Alexia reassured you that they were there to help.

With the help of some medical staaf and the nutritionist you got back to your old self. At that time, Scottie was always there for you, helping you if you needed it.

"She is good for you, you know. Taking care of a loved one when they are going through something is not easy." Alexia had told you after training one day. Oh how wrong she was about Scottie.

Tears were forming in your eyes. Someone you loved once again proved today that you are not enough and that hurt. You sat on that bench for hours just crying. Eventualy it got dark and you had to go somewhere to spent the night.

You had no place to stay technicaly. You had your own apartment, but you had a roommate, Maria, and you had promised her that she could have the house to herself tonight so her boyfriend could come over without you being a bother.

You could go back, but you had already walked in on somebody once and you were not going to let it happen twice. So your only other option was to walk to your captains apartment two blocks down.

Alexia had always reassured you that she was there for you, so you'd hoped she wouldn't mind you spending the night.

You quickly wiped your face, all signs of sadness disepearing from it. Alexia could not know that there was somethong going on with you.

"Hola cariño, que pasa?" She said as she saw you on her doorstep. "Can i spend the night here, i know it is last minute, but Maria invited her boyfriend over and i realy don't want to be in the same house as those two horny teens" you laughed, a small smirk apearing on Alexia's face.

"Yes sure, come in." She stepped aside, letting you in. "Was staying at Scottie's not an option?" She asked out of curiosity. You winced as you heard her name, the events of earlier today still fresh in your mind.

"No, she went out with her friends tonight." You lied, trying to make Alexia believe it. "Oh okay, well you know where the spare bedroom is. Do you need anything else, i have some dinner left over if you want some." She asked. You actually did want dinner. "Yeah sure, if it's okay for you. I don't want to be a burden." You said, knowing the earful you were going to get from Alexia for saying that.

"Cariño, you are not a burden. No hables así de ti mismo." (Don't talk about yourself like that.) Alexia took you to the kitchen, serving you a plate of leftover spaghetti. "Gracias Ale."

"Of course cariño. You know i'm here for you right. You can talk to me if there is something that is bothering you, right." Alexia could sense that there was something going on with you, she just didn't know what.

Over the next few weeks, your eating habits began to slip again. The sadnesswas taking over your body and the thought of food alone made you want to throw up. So you began to skip breakfast strategicly. You would arrive late at training, claiming to have eaten something already.

Alexia became suspicious. Knowing what had happened before when you were skipping meals left and right. "Have you guys noticed anything about Y/N?" she asked, glancing over at the table of younsters where you were sat, pushing your food around your plate and not actually eating it.

"No, not really. She has been a bit more quiet recently, but for Y/N that is not really a red flag" Irene said, also taking a look at you. "Why, do you think there is something going on?" Mapi asked, who was now also looking over at you.

"i don't know. A few weeks ago, she suddenly showed up at my door, claiming she had no place to sleep. She said Scottie was out with her friends, but what would that have to do with her not being able to stay at her house." Alexia said. "Do you think maybe something happened between them?" Martha asked.

"Maybe. She has been skipping meals a lot. I just hope that she is okay." "We can keep an eye on her. If we see anything suspicious, we will tell you" Irene said trying to not let Alexia worry to much. Irene knew how protective Alexia could be when it came to you.

Slowly you began to stop going out with the team. Sure, you were not the most outgoing person, but you like a good night out with your teammates. They would tease you about it, saying that you only came out of your shell when you went out.

But now the nights out felt more like an obligation than something fun you wanted to do. So you started saying no, much to your teammates surprise.

It was after a particular big win that the rest of the team became suspicious of you as well. "Hey Y/N, you coming with us tonight!" Vicky yelled from across the changing room. You just shook your head, not having any energy to form a complete sentence. "Oh come on Y/N, when did you become so boring." Pina said, slinging an arm around your shoulder. You just shook her off and packed the rest of your bag.

You left as soon as possible, not even showering. Opting to go home as fast as you could so you didn't have to talk to anyone.

"What has been going on with her?" Cata asked when you had left. "She has been distancing herself from us for weeks." The changing room went quiet. "There must be something going on. She has been skipping meals to." Vicky said. "So you guys see it too?" Alexia asked, who was relieved that someone shared the same worries as her.

"wait, you knew there was something going on?" Pina asked Alexia, surprised that the captainnhad not yet warned the team to keep an eye on you. "No, i mean i had my suspicions, but Irene said that it was probably nothing." "Well, we have to find out what is wrong before it gets worse. I really don't want to see her collapse again. One time was really enough." Cata said.

The team decided they were going to watch your every move, without looking suspicious of course, so they could figure out what happend.

And so operation 'find out what's wrong' started. Vicky would be watching you as you ate breakfast, looking for anything out of the ordinary. On the pitch it was Cata and Pina looking after you. When you entered the changing room, Irene and Alexia went full captain mode, not taking tere eyes off you for one second.

You knew what was going on. The team was not exactly the best at hidding things. You constantly felt a pair of eyes on you, so you began to hide everything even better than before. You would eat your breakfast, just to trow it up again minutes later in the bathrooms. You would agree to go out, to than cancel last minute with some lame excuse.

"I'm sorry, i can't come anymore i have to pick up my mom from the airport tomorrow morning." You said as Vicky stood on your doorstep to pick you up to go out. She would look at you suspiciously, but then she would say goodbye and leave you alone.

But all that hiding and faking pushed you to a breaking point. It was after a grueling match, the team having to give it's all, but it still wasn't enough. Barça lost 1-0. You were sat in the changing room, trying to keep your tears in. Not only because you couldn't win, also because right before the match you had seen something on Instagram that you would much rather delete from your memory.

Scottie posted a picture on Instagram with her new girlfriend. Well not really new. It was the same girl that you had found her with on the couch. That awful blond hair staring back at you as you saw that picture. The events of that night came right back.

You chaneled all your anger into the game. Maybe even a bit to much. You had made a wrong tackle and had received a yellow card. As you continued to make risky tackle's, Pere decided to take you off and bench you, not wanting to risk you getting a red.

Now the anger you first felt was replaced with sadness. The tears were stinging in your eyes and you were trying not to let them roll down. Pina came to sit next to you, pulling you into her side. "You know it is not your fault that we lost, right. It was a team effort. We were all bad." She was making sure you didn't feel too bad about the loss. She thought you were sad about it, but she didn't know there was something else that was pulling you under and drowning you.

One by one all your teammates left and you sat alone at your cubicle, still in the same spot as you were half an hour ago. The tears you tried so hard to contain were now freely rolling down your cheeks, staining your face.

You had waited for everyone to leave so you could let everything go. You didn't trust yourself to drive home in this state, so you weren't leaving until the awful feeling was gone. You just sobbed and sobbed for what felt like hours, the facade you had up breaking in seconds.

Then the door suddenly opened. "Oh I'm sorry, i didn't know you were still here. I just forgot my water bottle." Cata said as she realized she wasn't alone. "Cariño, Estás bien?" she asked as she saw the tears on your face. You just looked at her and started crying again. Cata walked over to you, sitting next to you and pulling you into her side. "Hey hey, it's okay, you're okay. I'm here for you." You buried your face in her neck.

"Do you want to tell me what is going on?" Cata asked. "Me and Scottie broke up." You mumbled. "Oh cariño, i'm so sorry." She pulled you even closer to her as she cradled your face. "Do you want to tell me why?" You looked up from where you had buried your head.

"She cheated on me. I found her on the couch with some chick. Apparently they had been sneaking around for months." You said. The image of it still fresh in your mind like it had happened yesterday. "Is that why you have been so distant lately?" You nodded your head. "Scottie said i was a whiny bitch and that i was a burden, so i thought that maybe you guys also felt like that. I didn't want to be a burden so i distanced myself."

"cariño, i promise you none of us will ever see you as a burden. We love you now and we will always love you, understood?" Cata said, you just nodded. "Scottie is definitely missing out because you are the funniest, kindest and most genuine person i have ever met." Cata's words really met something to you in that moment. You had felt like you weren't wanted as a person, but Cata proved that statement wrong.

"Have you been eating properly?" She asked. You knew the team had caught on that your old eating habits began to return, but to have to admit it out loud was a different level. "No, I'm sorry. I just felt like i wasn't enough and those old thoughts started to come back." You said, feeling guilty.

"You are enough cariño, don't talk about yourself like that. I know you don't like it but you will have to go back to the sports psychologist and talk with the nutritionist. We can't have you collapsing again. You're a professional athlete, you need to fuel your body right." Cata said looking at you.

You just sat there in silence for a few minutes, until Cata broke it. "Do you want to sleep at mine tonight, i have a spare bedroom. I understand if you want to be on your own but i thought that maybe you wouldn't want to see your roommate right now." You looked at her with a thankfull face. "Yes, if that is okay for you. Maria is a nice person, but i don't really want to see her right now." You said. "Cariño, i asked you if you wanted to stay over, of course it's okay. Come on let's go." She said, pulling you up from the bench.

You walked to her car in silence, neither of you having anything important to say. The drive to her apartment was silent. Cata occasionally glanced over at you to see if you were still okay. When you entered her apartment, it felt homey. You had never been here, opting to stay at Alexia's house when you needed somewhere to stay.

"Do you need some pyjamas. I can give you a shirt if you want?" She said looking at what you were wearing now. You nodded your head.

Cata showed you the spare bedroom and the bathroom, she gave you a shirt and wished you goodnight. "Oh and tomorrow, you are going to make an appointment with the psychologist. And you are not escaping it." You laughed quietly at how serious she was, not often seeing that side of her.

"goodnight Cata, thank you for helping me."

When covid hit and you were just sitting at home all day, you obviously had to find yourself a new hobby, ignoring the gigantic pile of already abandoned hobbies sitting in the corner of your bedroom. You saw one video of a nail tech and you were sold. Your new hyperfixation would be doing nails, and what better way to start then to just order everything you definitely didn't need on Amazon.

That's how you found yourself locked in your room for days, trying ( and often failing) new nail designs. "Mi vida, you need to come and eat, you have been locked in this room for hours." Your girlfriend said from the kitchen. "Yes, just a second, i'll be done and then i'll come eat." You yelled back, trying to focus so you could add the last details on your set.

"Mi vida, you have been saying that for the past 20 minutes, you need to eat." Patri now barging in to the room, kind off losing her patience. She stood there for a minute while you finished up, before she dragged you to the kitchen, filling your plate with food and dropping you on a chair. "Now you are going to eat this or i will tie you to this chair." She said with a stern voice. " Ohh, that sounds kinky" you smirked, before eating the dinner Patri made.

When the lockdown was finally over and you could roam free again, your nail hobby didn't stop, it actually got worse. You kept practicing, only now in combination with your job as a pharmacist. Since you had to go back to work and couldn't practice on yourself anymore. (your work didn't allow you to have nails) You had to find a new test patient and who better than your very own girlfriend.

"No mi vida, you are not doing my nails." Patri insisted. "Please bébé, i will make them look so pretty, and i need someone to practice on since I can't have them anymore." You begged. "Fine, but only if i can take them off easily so they don't impact my performances." "Oh please patri, a lot of professional footballers have long nails." You said, finding your girlfriends comment a bit dramatic. "I wasn't talking about those performances, mi vida." She smirked as she kissed you before disappearing to the kitchen.

The first time Patri came in with her nails done, everybody noticed. They were also just not hard to miss. They were bright pink with glitter and a 3d flower that you spent an hour perfecting. Vicky was the first to notice them, immediately as she walked in to the changing room. And who was she to keep this world chancing news from her best friends.

Soon the whole team, even the coaching staff, knew of Patri's new style choice. Even though everybody knew, no one dared to say anything, scared of what the Spanish midfielder would say.

The next week, Patri had new nails. This time they were blue with little shells and pearls on them, one of the nails even having a sand effect on it. Again everybody noticed but no one dared to say anything. Patri could feel the stares on her though, and she knew exactly why, but if it meant that she could support the love of her live, she didn't mind.

It even went as far as fans talking about the nails on social media. The nails had shown up in some of the Barça training photos and fans noticed. They made tiktoks and speculated about who Patri's nail tech was and what set her of to suddenly get such long and flashy nails. Little did they know that you were the mastermind behind it all.

The breaking point came when one week you had kind off messed up and had to refile all the nails. That week Patri came in to training with bright green stiletto nails that looked like you could stab someone with them.

"Aye Patri, nice nails you got!" Pina yelled trough the changing rooms. "Yeah, who is your nail tech cause those are fabulous, capi!" Vicky laughed. The whole changing room burst out laughing and Patri just stood there, waiting for it to die down. "Actually my girlfriend did them." Patri said calmly. Everybody looked at her a bit clueless.

"she needed someone to practice on, because she can't have nails at her work, so she begged me to let her use my hands and i agreed." "Omg, i never knew she did nails." Vicky said. She had met you multiple times, even often staying over at your and Patri's apartment. "She started during covid when she had nothing better to do and it kind of escalated." She said looking down at her nails, the bright green slime color staring back at her.

"I do have to say these ones are a bit weird, but all the other ones were really pretty. Can she do my nails?" Clara Serrajordi asked. " Sì, i can ask her. She would probably love to do it." Patri said with a lovesick smile on her face, thinking of how proud she was of you.

Patri came home that night with the biggest grin on her face you'd ever seen. "Hola mi vida!" She yelled as she kicked of her shoes and dropped her bag at the door. "Hola amor, how was training?" You asked standing up from your spot on the couch to greet her. "Great, i got you some new nail clients."

You looked at her with a confused face. "What do you mean?" "The girls finally asked about the nails and when i told them you did them, they asked if you could do theirs." Your eyes lit up and you flew in your girlfriends arms, kissing her senseless. "Gracias, mi amor, te amo." You said in your broken Spanish.

It was 5am and normally you were never up at this hour, yet here you were standing in the Heathrow airport on your way to surprise your girlfriend at her last game. You wished you could have taken a flight later but apparently everybody and their mum was flying to Barcelona so all the flights at a reasonable time for a human to be awake were full.

You had not slept a moment, the arsenal celebrations from last night running later than you thought. It was not only the last game of the season, but also your last for arsenal. You were planning a move to PSG. Luckily for you Mariona was also flying to Barcelona so she could keep you company at this ungodly hour. But as you look to your left, you see she is already fast asleep in one of the airport chairs.

You had met Alexia a few years ago trough Laia Codina and Mariona. Both girls thought you had been single for long enough and what beter way to fix that than to couple you up with la reina. You met Alexia at a party, Laia and Mariona playing your wing woman, and you actually hit it off. After a few more dates, she asked you to be her girlfriend and you happily said yes. That was two years ago. You didn't see each other often, both living in a different country and being busy building your career, but every now and then you would fly over to see eachother.

That is why you were here, at the airport, taking the earliest flight to Barcelona. Alexia played her last game tonight and you obviously couldn't miss it. She didn't know you were coming. You had told her that you had a meeting with your agent and couldn't make it, little did she know you were going to be up in the stands today.

"Mario, wake up. We have to board." You said, gently shaking the Spanish midfielder next to you. She opened her eyes and got blinded by the bright airport lights that looked like they belonged in a hospital and somehow always made you look like you had just climbed out of your grave. "Did i fall asleep?" Mariona asked with a confused look on her face. "Yes and we have to go or we'll miss our flight. Come on sleepyhead." You pulled her up by her arm, practically shoved her suitcase in her hand and dragged her to the gate.

"Hello ma'am, can i see your passport." The woman at the kiosk asked. Mariona had hers ready and you thought you had yours in your hand, but it wasn't. A look of panic flashed across your face. You stared rummaging trough your backpack, when it dawned on you. You had left your passport at the Starbucks. "Shit Mario, i forgot it at the Starbucks." You said, the worry in ypur voice definitely noticeable. "I'm sorry ma'am, without a valid passport i cannot let you on this fight. We can rebook you for a different flight and you can get an emergency passport at check in." The woman said. "No, i have to be on this flight, i was going to surprise my girlfriend today. I can't miss that." I said.

"Y/N, calm down, we will find a way. You will not miss Ale's last game." Mario says to try and reassure you. "We can take a later flight okay, we will still make it." She said, looking at the woman to see what she can do. "We can have you on a flight at 2pm, you will arrive in Barcelona at 4pm." She said. " Yes that is absolutely fine, we will make it." Mariona said, taking over the conversation as you were starting to panic about missing the game, not getting many words out.

"perfect, we will book you two on. You can make your way back to check in. There is a help desk that will give you an emergency passport." The woman said, smiling at you two. "Thank you so much uh" Mariona searched for the woman's name tag "Patricia."

Five hours and a very annoying man at the help desk later, you sat safely on a plane to Barcelona. "We will have to rush when we get there, but luckily for you Lia is there so she can come pick us up." Mariona said. Lia was meeting Mariona in Barcelona so they could travel from there to Switzerland for there vacation.

The whole flight you tried to relax, but all the stress at the airport had put all your senses on 100% so while Mariona slept next to you, you tried to not overthink everything happening around you. As if that wasn't bad enough, Alexia started texting you about the meeting you supposedly had. You tried to play it cool, but one wrong look from her and she saw that your location was nowhere near London, as you currently flew over France.

When you landed you and Mariona practically sprinted trough the Barcelona airport, trying to get to the hotel on time, before the game started. "Hey girls." Lia said as you entered her car. "I thought you were already here. Didn't your flight leave at 5am." Great, Mariona hadn't informed her own girlfriend of the disaster that went down at the airport. "Yes, but i lost my passport at Starbucks, so they put us on a later flight so i could get an emergency one." Lia tried containing her laugh while i told the whole story, but i could see in the rearview mirror that she was doing a bad job.

At the hotel, the check in went fast so before you knew it you were in the shower trying to wash that awful airport smell of of you. You got ready as fast as you could, plucking Alexia's jersey out of your suitcase to put on. You hopped back in Lia's car to go to the game. You were lucky to have her or you would have ended in a ditch.

Arriving at the family and friends box, you saw Elie and Alba there. "Hola chica, you ready." Alba greeted you as she pulled you in for a hug. "My nervous system is crashing out but other than that, i am totally ready." You said sitting down next to the two catalan women. "Qué sucedió , ¿por qué estás tan estresado? Es solo un partido normal, no es una final ni nada." (What happened? Why are you so stressed? It's just a normal game, it's not a final or anything.) Elie said with a questioning look. You told them the whole story, while sporadically looking at the field to seethe game.

When the game ended, you made your way downstairs, trying to get to the field. Normally you needed permission from the players to do that, but seeing as Alexia didn't know you were here, you had Kika sign you off as an authorized guest.

Elie and Alba were already on the field, talking to Alexia, while you waited for Kika to come get you. When she finally came over, she pulled you in to a hug first. "Hola chica, i missed you." She said pulling you even closer. "Come on, time to go surprise la reina." She dragged you on to the field to where Elie, Alba and Alexia were.

Alexia had her back to you so you tapped her on the shoulder. As she turned around and saw you, she nearly started crying. Her arms flew around your neck, burying her face in the side of it. "Didn't you have a meeting with your agent?" She said as she pulled back, tears staining her face. " That might have been a lie so you wouldn't know i was here." You laughed as she pulled you back in to your arms.

You stood on that pitch talking with all of her teammates for what felt like hours. Finally, Alexia made her way to the changing room. Not long after, you were on the couch in her apartment, just laying down talking to each other, the occasional tear escaping Alexia's eyes as she talked about all her teammates and how much she was going to miss Barcelona. You reassured her that everything was going to be okay and that she would find her place in her new team too.

Working as an ER nurse was never easy, but today was a complete disaster. You have had your fair share of emergency room chaos and you were used to it. You actually quite liked it if it meant you could save people's lives. It is what you had always dreamed of as a kid. But despite all that, you reached your breaking point today.

You had been scheduled for a 12 hour shift, which was already not your favorite. When you arrived at the hospital, you saw that one of your best friend, Elliana, was also working today which would make your shift a little easier. "Hey Eliana, how are you." You greeted as she pulled you in for a hug. " Good, how are you. Ready to take on the shift" she smiled. She knew that these types of shifts were an absolute nightmare for you. "I was born ready. But not for this." You laughed, putting on your scrubs and getting clocked in.

The day had started good. Just a few minor emergencies. A kid who had a stomach virus and could not keep food in, a grandma who fell down the stairs and hurt her hip. The usuals for an emergency room. But then it happend, a crash on the B-10, one of the highways that ran trough Barcelona. Patients were coming in left and right, all with serious injuries. All the rooms were filled within minutes and you were practically running around to give everyone the care they needed.

You were halfway into the shift when you collapsed. A few minutes earlier one of the kids who was injured in the crash flatlined and you tried everything to save him but nothing worked. Dying patients was unfortunately not uncommon in the ER and you were used to it even though nobody should be used to seeing people die. But something about that boy took a toll on your mental state. Seeing him there fighting for his live was something you wished on nobody, not even your worst enemy.

After that you were working even harder. You tried your best to help everyone. You forgot to take your brakes and so you forgot to eat. That in combination with the death of the boy and you giving your all just made your nervous system collapse and before you could react everything went black and you fell to the linoleum floor of the emergency room

"Y/N, can you hear me, if you can please open your eyes." You heard a familiar voice say. Slowly but surely you opened your eyes, just to see Eliana's head floating above you. You tried sitting up but you were held back by Eliana. " No, you stay down for a bit" Eliana said. "What happend?" You said as you looked around confused. There was a bunch of medical staff standing around you, all looking down really worried. "Your nervous system collapsed because you were going to hard. I'm going to drive you home so you can rest and recover." She said, feeding you some glucose gel so your blood sugar could rise. "No Eli, please i have to finish my shift, the ER needs me, with the crash and everything-" You were cut of by Eliana before you could even finish your sentence.

"No, you are going home and you are going to stay there for the next two days and rest. We can handle this without you. We don't want you burning out." Eliana said with a serious tone in her voice. She helped you up and assisted you to your locker. She helped you change and brought you to your car. You tried to drive yourself but Eliana was already behind the weel.

When you arrived at your apartment, Eliana said goodbye and you walked in. You kicked of your shoes at the door and walked in to the living room to see your girlfriend, Patri, lying on the couch. "Bébé, why are you home i thought you were working till late." She said, standing up to greet you. You looked at her and the only thing you could do was burst out into tears.

Patri cought you before you could hit the floor. "Hey it's okay, you're okay." She sais as she felt tears rolling down your cheeks. Patri carried you over to the couch, pulling you in to her lap. You immediately buried your face in her neck, tears staining het shirt. "Do you want to tell me what happend?" She asked. You shook your head, not yet wanting to face the events of that day.

"That's okay, we can just sit here for now." So you sat there for what felt like hours. Patri rubbing circles over your back, whispering sweet nothings in your ear while you just sobbed. Eventually it was time to eat something, so Patri ordered your comfort food, neither of you being in the mood to cook. When the food arrived, you ate on the couch, not wanting to leave the two things that brought you comfort right now, Patri and your corner of the shared couch.

When both of you finished dinner, Patri took you to your bedroom so you could be more comfortable. You finally felt like you could open up to her. "I collapsed at work" you said, looking up from Patri's chest were your head was. "How did that happen?" She asked, a concerned look in her eyes. "It was to much. We had a crash on the B-10, the ER was overflowing and i did my best but it was just not enough." Tears were already stinging in your eyes. " It's okay, mi vida. I'm sure you did everything you could." Patri reassured you while playing with your hair. "I know but then a little boy died and i did everything i could but it wasn't enough. He died right before my eyes and i know that i should be used to it, but he was still so young and-" you couldn't finish your sentence, the uncontrollable sobs taking over.

"Mi vida. Nobody should be used to people dying in front of them, not even you. You did everything you could to save that boys live and im sure his parents are grateful that you did. This is not your fault, okay, don't blame yourself. You are an amazing nurse." Patri's reassuring words helped you calm down. You were always grateful to have met her and be able to call her your girlfriend in these moments.

"I have the next few days off, i wasn't allowed to come in, they said i needed rest so i don't burn out." You said. "And they are right, you do need rest. I can take a few days off so i can stay with you if you want. I'm sure Pere wouldn't mind." Patri said while pulling you even closer to her, if that was even possible. "No Patri, you have to go to training, they can't have you missing out because your girlfriend is a big crybaby." You said. "En primer lugar, no eres un llorón." (First of all you are not a crybaby) She said in a stern voice. You knew she was being serious when she started speaking Spanish. It was her tell tale sign that she meant what she was saying. "Y segundo, seguro que me echarán de menos, no les importará. Me quedaré en casa contigo, quieras o no." (And second of all they can surely miss me, they won't mind. I'm staying home with you wether you want it or not.)

You were in the penalty box with the ball at your feet, but just as you were going to shoot, somebody tackled you hard. You fell to the ground feeling a sharp pain in your knee. You knew that feeling all to well. You had ruptured your ACL a few years before when you were making your senior debut for the lionesses. There was no doubt in your mind. You just ruptured your ACL again

You got stretchered of the pitch with tears flowing down your face. You didn’t know who had tackled you in the penalty box, at least not yet.

About 15 minutes later you heard a knock at the door of the medical room. You thought your teammates were there to visit you, but at the door stood the Dutch international, Lynn Wilms with a gold medal around her neck.

“Hi, I don’t know if I am really the person you want to see right now but I just wanted to say I was sorry” she said. “ I shouldn’t have tackled so hard but at that moment the only thing on my mind was the win. That was selfish of me and now you have to suffer because of it. I’m sorry”

You looked her in the eyes and saw that she really meant her apology. “look Lynn, these things happen. If I was you I would’ve also gone all out to save my team from conceding. Its not selfish, it’s choosing your team over the opposition.”

“I just feel bad because it’s not a minor injury. You will be out for at least nine months.” Lynn replied.

“it’s okay. I’ve done it all before if that makes you feel any better.” You laugh. “It really doesn’t. It might just make me feel worse” Lynn said as she smiled at you. “look Lynn, you just won a European championship. I think you should go celebrate with your team instead of standing in the medical room with the opponent sulking.” You said. “okay fine, but I won’t leave until I have your number. I have to make it up to you.” She looked at you with hopeful eyes. You smiled and happily gave her your number.

When she left, you couldn’t stop thinking about seeing her again. The ACL injury you had just suffered because of her seemed to fade to the background for a bit.

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It had been 3 months since you ruptured your ACL. You had gotten surgery the week after the final. Right now you were kind of immobile, you couldn’t really do things for yourself because you had to walk on crutches. Good thing that most of your teammates were there to help you. And not only your teammates. Lynn was there too.

Lynn had kept her promise and had taken you out for some coffee the week after your surgery. She wasn’t normally in England, but you were lucky. Lynn’s contract at Wolfsburg had just ended and she decided not to renew, instead she opted to move to Manchester City, your home.

Since she was in Manchester a lot, she came to help you out. She would come to your apartment and help you with things you couldn’t do for yourself. Often she would also just come over to hang out with you. You guys would sit on the couch for hours talking about everything and nothing. Sometimes she would just come over to play videogames on your Xbox.

Slowly but surely, you began to fall for Lynn. You didn’t know what to do because spending time with her while you were utterly in love with her was torture. So you went to get advice from your best friend, Lauren hemp. “If you are really in love with her, you should just go for it.” Lauren says over the phone. “yeah, but what if she doesn’t like me back. I don’t want to loose our friendship” you replied. “ oh come on, Y/N. I’ve seen the way she looks at you, there is no way she doesn’t feel the same way. Just shoot your shot” She says. “okay fine I’ll confess” you say as you hang up the phone.

Later that night, Lynn is sitting on your couch playing videogames. “Lynn” you say. “Yes, is something wrong, do you need something?” she asks as she looks at you with concern in her eyes. “ No, I don’t need anything. I just want to talk to you” you say. Lynn looks even more concerned now. “yeah, okay” she says as she pauses the game and takes her headphones of. “I have been thinking a lot lately, more so about us” you say “you are really scaring me right now” Lynn says. You take her hands in your own. “no Lynn, its nothing bad. I didn’t know what to do so I went to Lauren for advice. She said I should just go for it so here I go I guess.”

“ Lately I’ve been feeling like I want to be more than friends. It’s totally okay if you don’t feel the same way, but spending time with you has become harder because of this and I just want to get it out of my system before I start hurting you. I-” before you could say anything else, Lynn takes your face in her hands. “of course I feely the same way dummy” she connects her lips with yours. Her hands grip your waist as your hands link together behind her neck. After a few minutes you two break apart.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for so long” Lynn says as she kisses you again

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It had been a few months since your first kiss. Lynn had taken you on plenty of dates before officially asking you to be her girlfriend. She had also permanently moved in with you.

Nobody knew about your relationship, so when Lynn got asked why she moved she said it was to help you. Nobody questioned her since for all they know you two were good friends so it wasn’t weird. The only person, well not really a person, that knew about your relationship was biscuit, the dog that you and Lynn got when she moved in so you would be less lonely when she was away.

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The day had finally come. 9 months after suffering from a ruptured ACL, you were back and better than ever

Today was the day that you would come back on the pitch for Man City, and it wasn’t just a normal game, If you win this game, Man City would be WSL champions.

You came on in the 89th minute, the score was 2-2 so if you could score before the final whistle Man city would be WSL champions.

The time on the scoreboard said 90+4, there were 6 minutes of extra time so you had 2 more minutes to score. Mary had the ball, you saw her and sprinted towards the penalty box. She passed to you, you went right through Chelsea’s defense. You shot the ball  into the back of the net. It felt like a slow motion but once it was in the crowd went wild. Lynn sprinted over to you, she took your face in her hands and kissed you hard.

You were born in France, your dad was French but your mom was English. Your parents decided to move to England when you were 10. It was hard for you to adjust to England. You had to leave all your friends behind and go to a new school. Luckly your mom also taught you English while you were young so the language wasn’t a problem.

You weren’t necessarily a shy child but going to a new school in a new country was a bit scary. On your first day of school you met Leah. Leah quickly became one of your best friends, You did everything together. You went on holiday together, you would have sleepovers that lasted a week, a day would not pass where you didn’t talk to Leah. She was the one who got you into football. She had been in the arsenal academy since she was nine and helped you get in too.

You both went on to play professionally at arsenal. She was arsenal trough and trough, you not so much. You left 4 years ago to go play in Paris, back to your home country. Leah was sad to say the least but she understood that this was the best move for your career.  When you arrived in Paris, you were busy with training, finding a new apartment, making new friends. You kind of forgot to contact Leah. She tried calling you a few times but you either didn’t pick up because you had no time or you would call for all of 5 minutes before you had to hang up.

Your friendship didn’t stay as strong as it was before. You still followed her on Instagram so you knew what she was up to and you would send the occasional congrats message when she won something, but it is safe to say that you kind of lost contact when you moved

Now, 4 years later you were sitting in the airport in London, waiting for your mom to come pick you up. Your contract in Paris was over, so you thought this was the perfect opportunity to move back to London. One of arsenals best strikers, Vivianne Miedema, had just left so they were looking for a new one. That’s where you come into the picture.  A young striker that went through the academy and had played professionally for them before. Arsenal contacted you and you agreed to move back to north London.

You had not told Leah you were moving to Arsenal. She knew you had left PSG, but she didn’t know where you were moving to. You were planning on surprising her with the news in hopes that she would not get mad at you for keeping it from you. Your plan was to go to her house and surprise her but your flight got delayed so you didn’t have time to go before you needed to be at the arsenal training ground.

Your mom dropped you off at the training grounds and you walked in. it was good to see some familiar faces in the halls, luckily you hadn’t seen Leah yet. You first had a meeting with Renée to officially sign everything and get everything sorted out. “ so we will announce your singing during the meeting if that’s okay with you” she said. “ Yes that’s fine.” You answered as you walked towards the meeting room. “You can just wait here in the hallway and I’ll announce you and then you can walk in”

About 3 minutes later Renée announced the new signing. “as you all know we needed a new striker since Viv left so we signed a new striker” She signals for you to come in. “welcome to  arsenal Y/N YLN” You walked in the room and the first person you spotted was Leah. She locked eyes with you and she looked shocked to see you standing there. Before you knew it, she had gotten up out of her seat and stormed out of the room. Everybody was confused. Why did she run away, was she mad at you should you run after her you thought. But before you could decide what to do Kim Little left the room to go after her.

A few minutes later, Kim came to get you. “she said she only wants to talk to you” she says as she walks into the bathroom. You see her sitting on the bathroom floor, crying. “I’ll leave you two alone” Kim says as she walks out. You go to sit next to her on the floor. “so, you signed for arsenal” Leah says. “yeah, I’m sorry for not telling you. I was going to surprise you before I came here but I didn’t have time.” You say “its okay, im used to you not having time for me.” “what do you mean?” you ask. “oh come on, Y/N. don’t act like you don’t know. The second you were in Paris everything changed. Suddenly you didn’t have time for me anymore. Every time I tried to call you, you didn’t pick up or you had 5 minutes to talk to me. I felt like you moved to Paris and just left me and our friendship behind, it felt like you didn’t care anymore. I felt like I lost you so when you just show up here acting all happy to be back, it hurts me” she says. “ im so sorry Leah. I dint realize I made you feel that way. I just got to caught up with taking care of everything in France that I forgot to make time for you. I just hope that we can go back to how we were before all of this. Im not saying we have to be besties right now but just give me another chance.” You says. “okay, but only if you promise not to fuck it up this time” “I promise” you say as you lean in for a hug.

A few weeks later, your friendship is as good as new. You and Leah have been spending more time together and are insuperable. She invited you over to hang out at her place, so you are now sitting on her couch talking about your childhood memories. “hey, do you remember that time when you didn’t talk to me for a week?.” You ask.

There was one time when you were both 15 that she stopped talking to you for a week. It was when you had gotten your first boyfriend, Jake. He was in your class and he was a sweet boy. You didn’t necessarily like him but he asked you out and at the time a lot of your friends had boyfriends so you said yes. When you told Leah after school at the football field in the park, she got mad. She got up and left you there. When you tried to call her later she didn’t answer.

You went to her house that night. You knocked on her door and her mom answered. “Hi Amanda, is Leah home? I was hoping to talk to her.” You said. “I’m sorry but she told me she didn’t want to talk to you.” Amanda answered. “ that’s okay I’ll see her tomorrow” you said as you left. The next day you were waiting for her at the school gates but she never showed. She skipped the rest of the week.

That weekend you broke up with Jake. You told Leah as soon as she was at school that Monday. She acted normal again but didn’t want to talk about why she was mad and didn’t talk to you for a week. You just accepted the fact that she didn’t want to talk about it and went on with your life.

“oh that, yeah I remember” Leah says. “why were you even mad” you ask. “ I was mad at you because you got a boyfriend” “why would you be mad about that?” “oh god, Y/N you’re so oblivious. Because that should have been me” you look at her confused. “ I was and I am still in love with you. Seeing you walk around with a boyfriend made me mad because it made me think you would never want to be with me. I’ve been in love with you ever since you dropped that bowl of yogurt at my house and cried until I reassured you it was okay. I’ve been in love with you ever since I laid my eyes on you that day you walked trough the school gates. Just seeing you in love with someone that wasn’t me made me upset.” Leah says.

“oh my god, Leah. I never knew that. I was so oblivious but I’ve also been in love with you since we were teens. That week when you didn’t talk, I cried in my bed every night because I thought I had fucked up my chance with you” you say. Leah doesn’t say anything, she jus grabs your cheeks and pulls you into a kiss. After a few minutes you pull apart. “I’ve wanted to do that for so long” you say as you smile at Leah. “ and for the record, I never really liked Jake.” Leah laughs as you cuddle in to her.

You spent the rest of the night on Leah’s couch and eventually fall asleep there. You wake up the next morning with your head on Leah’s chest and her arm around your waist. She is staring at you when she says “ morning sleepy head. Its time to get up for training.” You get ready for training, borrowing some of Leah’s clothes since you didn’t have yours. You arrived at training together and as you were walking into the training center, Leah grabbed your hand. She looked at you for permission and you gave het a reassuring nod. You two walked into the changing room together. Alessia was the first to notice. “ ahh oh my god, it finally happened! I am so happy for  you guys” she says as she pulls you both in for a hug. “ what exactly happed?” Beth asks confused. “they just walked in here together, holding hands. They are finally together. We are done with telling them they have to make a move.” Alessia answers. “ oh my god. WAR IS OVER!” Katie screams. You and Leah just looked at each other and sighed.

Sure they were going to make fun of you for how long it took you two to get together but at least Leah was yours and you will never regret ever confessing your love for her.

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You had moved to Manchester City two seasons ago after playing at Lyon for a year. You weren’t necessarily a shy person but you needed some time to adjust to a new team and a new country. That where Jill stepped in. Jill was a few years older than you but she took you under her wing and helped you adjust to Manchester. She showed you around town and offered you her spare room while you were looking for an apartment.

You started to have a crush on Jill, you wanted to be more than friends but you didn’t know if Jill felt the same. Lauren, one of your good friends at city, helped you. “You should just ask her.” She advised. “but what if she says no. I can’t loose her, I  live in her house.” Just as you said that, Jill walked in. “What are you guys talking about,” she said. Lauren whispered to you “just go talk to her” “fine but if this goes wrong it is your fault.” You mumbled  before signing to Jill that you wanted to talk to her.

You pulled Jill into a linen closet across from the changing room. “Why did you want to talk to me?” she asked. “Look ever since I came to city, you took me under your wing and helped me with making friends in the team and exploring the city. But lately I’ve been falling for you. I don’t want to be just friends anymore, I want to be more than that. If you are going to say you don’t feel the same just know that it was Laurens idea to tell you an-” you rambled as she cut you off. “hey, I feel the same way. I’ve been in love with you ever since I first saw you. But lets not rush things. I want to take you on a date before we do anything we will regret.”

She took you on your first date. Many followed after that and you had been officially dating for a year. All of your teammates knew. Well, all except for one, Your sister Vivianne. She had always been a bit protective over you since you were a few years younger than her. You hadn’t told Viv yet because you knew she was going to flip when she found out. That’s why you tried to keep your relationship non-existent when Viv was around. She knew you and Jill lived together but as far as she knew you two were just roommates.

Keeping your relationship with Jill a secret from Viv was easy in Manchester, You just weren’t too close or stared at each other for too long. But earlier this month you had gotten your first senior call-up for the Dutch women’s national team. You knew it would be harder to keep your relationship  hidden when you were constantly being watched by your sister and since it was your first call-up she was going to be watching you extra hard. So you and Jill made some rules on how to act. No long hugs, no staring, and definitely no sneaking around.

That’s how you ended up here. In Jill’s room caught by Viv.

It all stared when you were roomed with Kerstin and Jill with Viv. You begged Kerstin to make sure Viv was away for a few minutes so you and Jill could have some time for yourselves (even though you said no sneaking around.) Kerstin had suggested that her and Viv get some coffee, after a lot of convincing she agreed. You went to Jill’s room and lets just say that things got a bit heated, what do you expect you hadn’t touched each other for more than 24 hours. You were making out on Jill’s bed, both of your t-shirts discarded somewhere on the hotel room floor. When suddenly Viv Barges in with Kerstin right behind her. “What the hell is going on here!” Viv screamed. “I am so sorry I couldn’t hold her back any longer” Kerstin said.

Viv was shocked to say the least. She told you both to get dressed and she would come back to talk to you both. After a few minutes she came back in to the room. You and Jill sat on Jill’s bed while Viv sat on her own bed. “You broke my rules” She said as she looked at you. “I am disappointed but not mad.” She continued “ I assume this has been going on for longer than today” “ yes, we’ve been dating for a year” you said. “ Why didn’t you tell me” “because we knew how you were going to react. Trust me we were going to tell you soon, we were just waiting for the right moment. We didn’t want you to find out like this” Jill said. “ Look, I understand why you kept it from me but I would’ve appreciated it if you would’ve told me. Anyway im happy for you both but I will make sure you two wont room together for other camps” she said as she got up and left.

She had walked in with a bunch of her England teammates earlier that night. They were already quite drunk and by the looks of it they were really teasing Georgia. Leah Williamson took one look at you and started pushing Georgia towards the bar. “Come on, G. She is totally your type, just go talk to her.” Leah said to an unsure Georgia. “ I don’t know Leah, she doesn’t look interested.”

Georgia came to you and  just ordered a drink and left. After some pushing from her teammates (mostly Leah), she came to talk to you. You two hid it off immediately. You talked about everything, from how your days were to funny childhood stories. “ I can tell you were not a calm kid.” “I know I used to run around for hours in the park with my sister and still not get tired. I was an absolute pain in the ass to put to bed.”

You were telling another childhood story to Georgia when you noticed her staring at you. “Is something wrong, Oh god do I have something on my face?” You said while rubbing at your face. “No, no you’re fine. Its just that you are stupidly hot and I-” You cut het off before she could finish. “ if you want to ask me out, you could’ve just asked.” “ okay, do you want to go on a date with me?” she asked shyly. “Of course I want to go on a date with you, who would say no to going out with you?”  You could see on Georgia’s face that she was relieved. You gave her your number and she left with her teammates.

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It is now a week later, the day of your date. Georgia came to pick you up at your house. You heard the doorbell and opened the door. In front of you was Georgia Stanway holding a flower bouquet that was bigger than her. “Wow, you look absolutely stunning.” She said. “Thanks you don’t look to bad yourself” You said while taking the flowers from her hand and putting them in a vase. You two went to a beautiful restaurant right outside London. It was the best date you had ever been on.

A few more dates followed after that. Right now you were sitting in Georgia’s living room watching a movie. You were curled in to her side with her arm over your shoulder. You weren’t really following the film, you were busy taking not-so-subtle glances at Georgia. “ Why do you keep staring at me? Aren’t you following the movie?” she spoke up. “how am I supposed to follow the movie when you are sitting here looking hot as fuck?” you replied. She looked at you before leaning in closer. You leant in to, finally connecting your lips.

It started of slow but after a few seconds it got quite heated. You put your hands behind Georgia’s neck, while her hands pulled at your waist. She pulled you onto her lap. You gasped. Georgia took advantage of this and slipped het tongue in your mouth. After making out for a few minutes, You finally pulled away. You looked Georgia in the eyes. “Do you want to be my girlfriend?” she asked. You didn’t answer you just kissed her again.

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Guess it's official now 💖 @Y/N.YLN

@Y/N.YLN: love you bby 😘

@leahwilliamson: i told you you should talk to her