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Can someone please write florence pugh x reader fanficsđđŒ Iâve read them all and need new ones
I literally just had a dream where Florence was a mum. She was humming some lullaby (?) to the baby and it was so cuteđ€This came out of nowhere but Iâm not complaining.
The Arrangement
(Alessia Russo x Reader)
Chapter I of Marshmallow
âSweetheart? Can you hear me?â your momâs voice cackled through the phone. âTake your phone off your ear, mum, youâve facetimed me,â you chuckled. âOh, right. Hi, darling, lovely to SEE you,â she giggled at her own joke. âHow are you, love? And where are you? I donât recognise that wall behind you,â she inquired. âIâm in the changing room at Arsenal, you know, my job.â âRight, âcourse. Everything alright? Howâs your g-â âYeah, everythingâs good,â you quickly interrupted her, hoping no one in the changing room caught on to what she was about to say. âI have to head to training soon, mum. Did you want anything from me?â âRight, busy woman, no time for chit-chat with her mum. Your dad and I were just wondering if we could come visit you anytime soon. We havenât seen you since Christmas, and we would both really love to meet your girlfriend!â She said that last part with a bit too much excitement, and you were sure you saw some heads snap your way from the corner of your eye. âEhh, yeah, Iâm just a little busy at the moment with football, so Iâm not sure when Iâll be free,â you said as you quickly turned down the volume of your phone. âI know, darling, but I noticed thereâs no match scheduled the weekend after the next one, so youâll be free then, right?â Another disadvantage of being a professional athlete: usually having a very public schedule. âRight, yeah, I think so. Iâll call you after training, mum.â
You hung up after both of you exchanged goodbyes and you immediately noticed a few eyes on you. One pair belonged to a smirking Katie, who quickly plumped herself down next to you. âWhat was that I heard? Does somebody have a new girlfriend?â âWhat the hell, why havenât I heard about this?â Leah joined in. âLotte, did you know?â Your roommate Lotte shook her head. âHavenât seen or heard anyone at our house.â âHow is that even possible?â Victoria wondered out loud. âIs it a long-distance thing?â Caitlin joined in on the conversation. By this point, you were surrounded by your teammates, gazing at you, awaiting answers, and your head was spinning, trying to come up with anything to explain your situation.
Ultimately you decided on just telling them the truth, knowing full well a lie wasnât getting you out of this situation. âThere is no girlfriend,â you said quietly. Clearly, your answer wasnât satisfactory as everyone kept staring at you frantically. âMy parents kept asking me when I would finally bring someone home because my brother and sister are both happily married or engaged homeowners starting their own families. They keep telling me not to wait until itâs too late. At Christmas, when they started again, I finally snapped. I lied and told them I have a girlfriend.â You took a quick breath before you continued. âOnly it backfired because now they wonât stop asking me about her, and apparently, I have to find a girlfriend within the next week or so.â You let your head fall into your hands dramatically. There was a short silence as everyone around you processed what you had just told them. Then a loud shriek as Katie burst out laughing. âOh boy, youâve gotten yourself into some trouble, mate!â she shouted. âGood luck with that.â
The next few minutes were filled with everyone either light-heartedly teasing your situation or attempting to play matchmaker and find you a girlfriend, which you knew was futile with only 10 days to go. This was precisely why you avoided going on dates. All the unwarranted attention and people meddling in your life, you didn't need it. Youâd rather concentrate on the love of your life that you did have some control over: football. Fortunately, Kim took her captaincy very seriously and summoned everyone out of the changing room for training to begin, but not before sending you a sympathetic smile as you mouthed a quick âthank youâ to her.
Training went by swiftly, and afterward, some of the girls gathered at Beth and Vivâs for dinner. You sat on the sofa with Laura and Viv as Alessia was directing Vic in the kitchen, and Beth was setting the table. âSo, Y/N, are you going to tell your parents the truth about your girlfriend... or lack thereof?â Laura asked. âI donât know; itâll be so embarrassing. And I definitely wonât be able to hold off on them trying to set me up with their neighbourâs son, who is studying to be a doctor, or my mumâs colleagueâs daughter whoâs in law school.â You imitated your mom as you talked about the people your parent wanted to set you up with before dramatically making a barf gesture. âBut what else can you do?â Viv asked. âLetâs see... Fake my own death and start a new life elsewhere? Start studying robotics and learn to design my own robot girlfriend? Pretend Iâve got short-term memory loss and have forgotten who my own girlfriend is?â
âOkay, I need to join in on this, scoot,â Beth waved her hands, gesturing for you to move over. âThe fact that you thought of building a robot girlfriend before considering finding an actual girlfriend is insane,â she said, almost like she was scolding you. âI get it,â mumbled Viv as Beth immediately sent her a stern glare to which she responded with by blowing her a quick kiss. âI donât want a relationship right now. Besides, 10 days is way too little time to find someone,â you said, ignoring their antics. âFine, have it your way, go with the robot. Vic can help you; sheâs studied maths,â she joked as she got up again. âExcuse me,â Vic got involved from the kitchen. âWhich of my subjects do you think is about robot girlfriends?â She giggled. âI say go with the Dory thing.â
âVic, stir this sauce for a bit, please,â Alessia spoke sternly as she turned towards all of you. âOkay, I canât believe no one has thought of this, but the solution is very simple. You just find someone who can pretend to be your girlfriend for the weekend your parents visit,â she explained as all of you listened. âYes! Less, thatâs a perfect plan,â Beth exclaimed. âBut who should it be? Maybe you can hire an actor!â She added as you seriously considered this option for a moment. âHm, I donât know, seems kind of risky if they donât really know me,â you said.Â
âYeah, you should probably pick a friend, someone youâve known for a while and who knows what youâre up to these days,â Laura stated. âSooo, maybe a teammate?â Vic suggested. âYes!â Beth shouted again. âA teammate. But who? Obviously not someone who is openly dating someone else already, so me and Viv are out,â she then stated more calmly. âLaura and I canât make it either, weâre going out with the Aussies, remember?â Vic asked as Laura nodded.
A silence fell as everyone sort of stared at Alessia, who was too focused on her cooking to notice. âLess?â Beth caught her attention, making her jump a little when she noticed everyoneâs hopeful gazes fixated on her. âAre you available?â she asked. âOh yeah sure, Iâll do it.â Alessia sent you a quick smile before continuing to make dinner. âThat settles it then,â Beth said, giving you no say in the matter whatsoever. If you were being honest, though, you were just glad you had found somewhat of a solution to your problem. Besides, you didnât know Alessia that well, the two of you usually being in different friend groups within the team and you had been intrigued to get to know her better for a while now.
The next few days in training everyone was mostly focussed on the game ahead. Some new pieces of gossip flooded the changing room and much to your delight, you and your love life were left unspoken of. It almost seemed a bit too good to be true, and you were now starting to worry it had all been a joke that you took too seriously. After all, the whole plan was a bit insane, definitely unlike anything you had ever done before. Were you just too desperate to notice that it was all banter?
"Everything alright, Y/N?â Alessia's voice jolted you from your mental spirals. âYou seem a bit distracted.â âYeah, all good. My mind just wandered for a second.â You feigned a smile. âOkay.â She returned the smile. âHey, Alessia,â you began before she could exit the changing room. âCan I talk to you for a second?â âYeah, of course. Whatâs up?â She settled herself beside you.
âSo, you know about our crazy fake girlfriend plan, andââ âCorrection, itâs my crazy plan, not âourâ. My idea.â She interjected with a satisfied expression. âRight, your crazy plan. Anyhow, I realise you were put on the spot when Beth asked if you were available. I just wanted to say you donât have to do it; I can find someone else,â you spoke hesitantly. âOh no, I want to do it. Unless youâd prefer someone else, of course.â
âNo, I didnât mean it like that,â you quickly clarified. âAlright then, letâs do it.â You offered a shy smile. âEhh, I hope thatâs not how you planned on asking me,â she giggled. You shot her an âare you serious?â look. She responded with what you assumed was her best âyes, Iâm serious, how dare you even question thatâ expression. âGive me one second.â
You darted around the corner, returning a few seconds later with a ring made from bright blue kinesiology tape. âAlessia Russo, will you do me the honour of being my fake girlfriend for the weekend?â you proposed, getting down on one knee before her. âYes, YES, a thousand times yes!â She dramatically pretended to swoon as you slid the makeshift ring onto her finger.
âRight, so my parents will be visiting from Friday night until Sunday, most likely,â you swiftly changed the subject, attempting to avoid any blush creeping onto your cheeks. âBut you donât have to be there for the entire duration, of course. If you could just pop in for a bit on Saturday, that would be great,â you suggested. âOh, well I donât really have any other plans because I assumed this would be an all-weekend kind of thing,â she replied softly, and you felt the warmth in your cheeks intensify. âAnd Dan is out of town anyway.â
Right, Dan. Her boyfriend. You were aware of him, you had met him â this wasnât new information. So why did you suddenly feel a knot tightening in your stomach at Alessia mentioning him? âSo, what do you want me to be like?â She brought you back from your thoughts. âWhat do you mean?â You asked. âI mean, how do you want me to be around your parents? Weâve got to impress them, right?â She explained. âOh, just be yourself. Theyâll love you. I know they will,â you assured her as she got up from the bench, ready to go warm up.
âWhatever happened in here?â Leah asked as she entered the changing room, followed by some other girls, right after Alessia had left. âWhat do you mean?â You inquired. âWell, Less just almost walked into me; she was all flustered and smiley, and now here you are, looking all flustered and upset,â she explained. âNothing happened. Iâm not upset. Just a bit nervous about my parents visiting and everything,â you lied. Either Leah didnât notice or she decided to let you off the hook, but either way, she didnât ask any further questions about it. As one of your best friends, Leah knew you very well, and she also knew that questioning you in a room full of people was the worst thing she could do to you.Â
âSo is Less still coming?â Beth inquired. âYes,â you mumbled, not wanting everyone to get involved again, but with no success. âLess?â Katie jumped in. âWhy would she come?â Luckily, Beth came to your aid and explained the whole situation to everyone there so you didnât have to.
âThatâs a great plan,â Katie finally spoke. âBut how will we make it believable?â âIâm sorry, we?â You tried to interrupt. âWe should quiz them!â Beth suggested loudly, ignoring you entirely. âWhat is happening?â You mumbled to Leah who just laughed at you in response. âYes! Lotte, can you come up with some questions about Less, and Leah, you can do the same for Y/N.âÂ
Somehow, everyone had agreed on the quiz idea, and once again, you had no say in it. On Wednesday night, a few of the girls gathered at Lotte and your place to prepare you and Alessia for the weekend. The anticipation in the air was as thick as the excitement before a big match. Tables were set up, and a stack of papers with questions lay in the centre. Lotte, with her mischievous smile, and Leah, ever ready for a good laugh, were the architects of this grand interrogation.
You, Alessia, and the rest of the team settled in around the living room. The atmosphere was a mix of nerves and amusement, everyone eager to see how this plan would unfold. Beth, who put on an oversized blazer and a bright red Arsenal bowtie for the occasion, took charge, announcing the rules with a theatrical flourish.
âAlright, everyone! Welcome to the Ultimate Fake Girlfriend Quiz Night!â She exclaimed, earning a round of laughter. âWeâve got questions about Y/N for Alessia and questions about Alessia for Y/N. Letâs see how well our fake couple knows each other.â The room erupted into cheers. Lotte, holding a list of questions about Alessia, winked at you. Leah, armed with questions about you, looked equally mischievous.
The first round began, and Leah fired off questions about you. Alessia, to everyoneâs surprise, answered with remarkable accuracy. âAlright, Alessia,â Leah said with a smirk, âwhatâs Y/Nâs guilty pleasure snack?â
Alessia pondered for a moment, a playful glint in her eyes. âChocolate-covered pretzels. She hides them in the back of a cabinet, but I always find them.â Laughter filled the room. You couldnât help but raise an eyebrow at Alessia, impressed and slightly amused that she had picked up on your secret indulgence. Apparently her close friendship with your roommate had given her quite an advantage.
Lotte, taking her turn, quizzed you about Alessiaâs life. âWhatâs Alessiaâs weirdest talent?â she asked with a sly grin. You thought for a moment, realising Alessia had shared a few quirky skills in the changing room. âShe can do this weird thing with her tongue, like roll it into a clover shape. Itâs bizarrely impressive.â
Alessia blushed, seemingly surprised that you remembered such a minor detail. The room erupted into cheers again. As the quiz progressed, Alessia consistently demonstrated an uncanny knowledge of your habits and likes. It seemed like she had been paying much more attention than you thought.
The highlight came when Leah, with a devious smile, presented the final question: âWhatâs Y/Nâs weirdest habit in the morning?â Alessia, grinning confidently, answered, âShe talks to herself in the mirror while doing her hair. Full-on conversations with her own reflection.â Your face turned crimson, and a chorus of laughter echoed through the room. You shot Alessia a playful glare.
The quiz ended and the consensus was clear â Alessia and you knew each other surprisingly well, considering this was supposed to be a fake relationship. However, Katie, ever the provocateur, couldnât resist stirring the pot.
She leaned forward with a teasing grin. âSo, you two aced the quiz, but do you even have any chemistry?â Her question hung in the air, causing a collective intake of breath from the spectators. Alessia looked at you, a subtle uncertainty in her eyes. âSeriously, guys, you need to up your game. You look way too platonic.â
Your teammates, now fully invested in your fake romance, decided to play relationship coaches. âAlright, stand up,â Beth commanded. âLetâs see how you two handle physical proximity. Hug. Now.â You and Alessia exchanged a glance, both feeling a bit awkward. You hesitated for a moment before tentatively wrapping your arms around each other. The teammates observed and then erupted into a chorus of opinions.
âToo stiff!â
âMore like you mean it!â
âLook into each otherâs eyes, not the ceiling!â
You and Alessia shared an amused yet bewildered look. The teammates continued their analysis, discussing everything from hand-holding techniques to the positioning of your bodies. It was like a crash course in relationship theatrics. âAlright, sit down,â Beth commanded again. âYou two are sitting too far apart. Scoot closer.â
As you and Alessia moved to sit side by side, Steph suggested, âTry a more casual touch. Like, Y/N, put your hand on Alessiaâs leg.â Panic flashed across your face, but you complied, very carefully placing your hand on Alessiaâs leg. The room erupted into laughter again.
âOkay, she said casual, Y/N. Sheâs not made of thin glass now is she?â Beth joked, and Alessia chuckled as you adjusted your grip, secretly wanting to disappear into the couch. The teammates continued to give advice, critiquing every move and gesture. Amidst the laughter and chaos, Laura suggested, âYou guys should try the 36 Questions. You know, that study that makes people fall in love?â
That mention drew curious looks from you and Alessia. Beth explained, âPeople say youâll fall in love if you answer them honestly with someone. It could help you two look more... well, in love.â The idea was met with a mix of enthusiasm and skepticism. âHomework for our fake couple!â Beth declared, and everyone laughed.
As the evening wound down, the teammates left your place. Everyone but Alessia, who offered to help you clean the place up. Lotte went to bed, leaving you and your now approved âfake girlfriendâ with a newfound list of relationship doâs and donâts, along with the prospect of a homework assignment that promised to make your fake relationship more convincing.
âSo⊠I guess weâve got some homework to do,â you said, feeling very awkward all of a sudden now that it was just you two. You then realised you had never really hung out together without at least one other person being there. âYeah, 36 questions,â she started as she grabbed her phone. âDo you believe in this?â
âNo of course not,â you said, ever the sceptic. âBut I do believe Katie is gonna murder us if we donât do our homework. Both of you exchanged glances like, âAre we really doing this?â and rolled your eyes in silent agreement that this was a bit of a silly experiment.
âGiven the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you want as a dinner guest?â She read the first question from her phone, immediately gazing at the ceiling as if in thought about her answer. âI bet yours would be Michael Jordan,â you said. âHey, Iâm asking you about your answer not mine!â She giggled as she elbowed your shoulder.Â
âFine, let me think. Do they have to be alive?â You wondered. âI mean I guess it says âanyoneâ, so if you want to have dinner with a corpse, by all means,â she chuckled. âNo, not like that, ew,â you now elbowed her. âI just mean I would love to have dinner with my grandma. Sheâs sacrificed so much for our family, but I only ever knew her as a child so Iâve never been able to thank her for it.â Still in thought you stared at your feet for a bit until you realised it had been quiet for a while in your living room.Â
âSorry,â you said, quickly looking up and finding Alessiaâs eyes already on you with a look you couldnât quite place. âIâll just go with BeyoncĂ©, sheâd be a cool dinner guest,â you quickly changed your answer. âNo, no, that was really sweet. I bet your grandma would love to have dinner with you too. And Iâm sure she knew youâd be grateful,â she said softly, her eyes remaining on yours. âYeah well, you just called her a corpse so that idea is kind of ruined for me now,â you teased. âNo I didnât!â She protested.
The first couple of questions were mostly light and you chuckled at each otherâs silly answers. However, as you continued down the list, the questions became increasingly deep and personal and as eye-rolls turned into thoughtful pondering, you both found yourselves sharing way more than you had expected.Â
Alessiaâs responses were open and honest as she shared stories about her childhood dreams, the hurdles in her football journey, and her aspirations beyond the pitch. One question, in particular, struck a chord: âIf you could wake up tomorrow having gained any one quality or ability, what would it be?â Alessiaâs response was heartfelt. âIâd want to be fearless. Not just on the field, but in life. There are times when I feel held back by my own doubts and fears. Iâd love to face everything without that weight.â
Her openness made it easy for you to share your own dreams and fears. The conversation flowed easily, moving through topics of love, aspirations, and personal histories. It felt like something shifted between the two of you. Alessia was no longer just a teammate or a fake girlfriend to you. She was someone you could talk to, someone you felt a genuine connection with and you had a newfound appreciation for her.
By the time you had finished the first set of questions you finally looked at the time. âOh my god, Alessia, itâs 2 am!â You both jumped up. Two hours had passed since everyone had left and you had an early training the next morning. âReally? How did that happen. I should run then,â she said.
âHey, do you want to stay over?â You asked as you immediately noticed her questioning expression. âIn the guest room I mean. Just cause we have an early training tomorrow and I donât want you to be exhausted.â You quickly added. âYeah, thatâd be nice.â She smiled shyly at you. âOkay, be right back.â You stated as you sprinted towards your bedroom.
You returned a few minutes later with a bunch of stuff in your arms. âHereâs an unused toothbrush, towels are in the bathroom cabinet, and I didnât know what you like to sleep in so hereâs some shorts, joggers, a t-shirt and a hoodie. Wear whatever you want.â You rambled nervously as she chuckled. âThank you Y/N. Good night.â
The next morning, your alarm blared, pulling you from the depths of sleep. Groggily, you stumbled out of bed, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. Training awaited, and as you yawned your way through the morning routine, the events of the previous night flashed in your mind. You couldnât help but glance at Alessia, who was already up, seemingly more awake than you were. She flashed you a tired yet friendly smile. âMorning,â she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep. âMorning,â you replied, trying to shake off the remnants of your dreams. The two of you exchanged a glance, a silent acknowledgment of the peculiar situation you found yourselves in.
As you headed to training together, you couldnât ignore the amused glances from your teammates. Alessia, clad in your training gear because she hadnât brought her own, was the target of playful banter. âNice walk of shame, Alessia!â Katie teased, eliciting laughter from others. âYou two look tired, looks like our chemistry experiments worked a little too wel!â Quipped Beth, pointing out the bags under both your eyes.
Training progressed as usual, but not without the occasional teasing from one of your teammates. You knew none of them really meant anything by it though. Everyone knew it was just a bit and that the two of you were no more than friends. And so did you, cause that was the deal, right?Â
âYou know,â Alessia began when the two of you were alone for a second after Katie asked her when you were planning your next sleepover, âdespite all the teasing and the fake girlfriend stuff, Iâm kind of enjoying getting to know you better.â You felt your cheeks starting to flush as you took in her genuine smile. âYeah, me too. Itâs strange how these things work out.â You tried your best to reciprocate her smile without blushing too hard. What on earth was happening to you?
The day went by swiftly as the prospect of having Alessia around as your fake girlfriend all weekend had you slowly spiral into a nervous wreck. When Friday afternoon finally arrived, you stood in front of the bathroom mirror as you went over the many things that could go wrong. What if your parents didnât believe it? What if they did? What would that even mean? What if she never even showed up cause who were you to think she would do something like that for you? What if her boyfriend got mad? What if she suddenly started liking you, for real? What if she didnât?
You splashed water in your face, desperately trying to stop your mind from spiralling, and more specifically to erase those last thoughts. Where was your mind coming up with all this none-sense? Was there something more to this? Another splash. No. None-sense. You groaned as you watched drops of water trickle down your face.Â
âY/N? Everything okay?â You heard Lotteâs voice call out from the other side of the locked bathroom door. âLess is here.â You inhaled a sharp breath as you felt a familiar knot form in your stomach. âShit,â you mumbled to yourself. âBe right there!â
âYouâre early,â is the first thing you said when you came out of the bathroom after quickly drying yourself off and fixing your hair. âNice to see you too.â A kindly smiling Alessia appeared once you opened the door. âThought Iâd help you prepare before your parents show up. Hey, are you okay?â She gazed at you as if she was examining your current state. âYeah, Iâm okay. Sorry, hi, thank you for being here.â You opened up your arms as an invitation for a hug which she accepted immediately.
âAllright, lovebirds, Iâm out.â Lotte said, suitcase in hand as she hugged you both goodbye, leaving for a little romantic getaway with her boyfriend. âHave fun!â You both shouted at the same time as she closed the door behind herself.
You spent the next hour or so getting the house ready for your parentâs arrival and providing Alessia with all the necessary information on your family, as if you were doing a last minute study session for an exam.
Then, a knock on the door echoed through the house, signalling the arrival of your parents. A surge of nerves shot through you as you exchanged a quick glance with Alessia. You both took a deep breath, steeling yourselves for the upcoming performance. âReady?â Alessia whispered, and you nodded, though your heart was doing a drumroll in your chest.
-> Chapter II
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