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MASTERLIST

[kierantierncy]

trying something new out here, (still getting to grips with how tumblr works, so bear with me please!)

requests for footballer imagines - open

below is the list of footballers that i write for:

MASTERLIST

ASTON VILLA

 jack grealish

 tyrone mings

 ollie watkins

matty cash

MANCHESTER UNITED

scott mctominay

mason greenwood

daniel james

marcus rashford

brandon williams

CHELSEA

mason mount

ben chilwell

christian pulisic

tammy abraham

billy gilmour

kai havertz

LEICESTER CITY

 james maddison

harvey barnes

MANCHESTER CITY

 john stones

phil foden

LIVERPOOL

 andy robertson

 trent alexander-arnold

 jordan henderson

 neco williams

ARSENAL

 héctor bellerin

 kieran tierney

WEST HAM

 declan rice

 jesse lingard

TOTTENHAM HOTSPUR

 harry winks

 dele ali

SHEFFIELD UNITED

sander berge

max lowe

kean bryan

EVERTON

dominic calvert-lewin

ben godfrey

BORUSSIA DORTMUND

jadon sancho

giovanni reyna

WRITING PROMPTS

the masterlist

this list is not final and can always be added to, so if your chosen baller isn’t listed, then please still request! i may come out with prompts and all that later on if this proves somewhat popular.

feel free to request through messages or asks, please no smut or anything uncomfortable to write.

[kierantierncy]

jesse lingard imagine

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 - where he teaches you how to play football

𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐲 - fluff

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"Come on, Y/N, you promised!" Jesse whined at you to get up from the chair in the garden.

After all, you did promise that you would let your boyfriend show you how to play football, in the return that he would bag a goal in his next match. This was what exactly what Jesse did and there was no getting out of this one.

"No chance, I'm as much use as chocolate teapot at this." You sigh, shaking your head at Jesse.

"It's a kick-a-bout in the back garden, not some Premier League Club trials." He giggled, only making you shake your head at him. "Come on, we had a deal."

"Fine, if it shuts you up." You say, finally giving into him. "You better not be going about telling the lads about this!" You jokingly warned.

It was nearly impossible to even say no to that face.

"Come on then, step right up!" He said, pointing to the spot where he had left the football last. "We'll try with some shooting first."

"How hard can it be?" You shrug, perhaps becoming slightly too over confident at the thought of it. "Get up to your post, goalie!"

Doing as he was told, Jesse stepped into the centre, in between either side of the goalposts, awaiting for you to take your shot.

Taking your shot, you just realised how hard it could actually be, with your shot concluding to go well over the net.

A funny but sad pout appeared on your face as Jesse went to go and grab the ball to pass it back to you.

Maybe this would be a better shot for you.

Unfortunately, again it didn't go your way, this time the ball passing well too wide pass the next. This being a very easy goalie job for your boyfriend.

"How about we try some passes or dribbling?" Your boyfriend asked, as he came back to you with the ball held well underneath his arm. "Something a little easier?"

"No chance, football isn't for me." You half laughed, lightly pushing the ball out of your sight.

"Come on, dribbling is a lot easier than you think." Jesse said reassuringly, which was more than enough to convince you.

He showed you the ropes, letting you copy him. After a few shots and practicing, the dribbling came really easy to you, with Jesse now watching you from the side.

"I think it's time we add something to make this a little more difficult." He said, with a cheeky smile across his face.

"What?" You asked, completely unaware as to what Jesse had thought was a bright idea.

"This!" He chuckled, lightly putting a leg out in front of you to perform a light and gentle tackle, making you fall softly back onto the grass. Unexpectedly, Jesse falling right beside you, the pair of you now uncontrollably laughing.

"Oh, your lucky I love you, Lingard!" Your finally able to say in between all those belly laughs.

[kierantierncy]

kieran tierney masterlist

below is a list of kieran tierney imagines, all written by me <33

key:

fluff ♡

angst ✦

sad ✰

another love ✰

infinity/another love ♡✰

[kierantierncy]

kieran tierney imagine

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 - another love by tom odell

𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐲 - sad

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Kieran woke up hoping and praying that it was only a nightmare that had occurred. Unfortunately, it was reality. The reality that he had woken up without you next to him, thanks to his now realised cowardly actions.

It was only himself to blame for this. The more and more he progressed with his footballing career at Celtic, the more and more busy and strenuous his schedule became between games and training, putting a massive strain on the relationship. Between this meant pushing you away and making Kieran too blind to see that he was slowly loosing you too.

Kieran sat in his usual exact spot on the sofa, realising everything around him was a bit bigger now that you weren't around. He stared into space remembering the time that made you call it quits with him, on your own birthday...

A seven day training schedule on that week, causing him to miss the majority of your special day. Of course it was understandable that work always came first but not to the degree where everything else was forgotten. No time for him to fetch a birthday card or quickly send off for a bunch of your favourite flowers, like your usual tradition. No matter how many times he apologised, now and again it came across that he didn't seem to care much for the relationship at all.

The footballer was then also reminded of your last night out together at the Players Awards Night, which was nearly the final straw. He had left you either alone or to mingle with his teammates and their significant others, to some you weren't very familiar with, as he went on to catch the attention of teammates and some other girls. In which Kieran had multiple opportunities to push these girls away and say he wasn't interested but instead he lured up all the attention that was going his way.

Now, Kieran still remained in that same spot on the sofa as he carried on to overthink these things and what he could've done to make you stay that little bit longer.

He now realised that he should've held you that little bit tighter and longer and not let you get away. He should've told you how much he loved and appreciated you more. Among so much more he could've said and done, now leaving him full of regret.

Deep down, Kieran just hoped that you hadn't found another love after all his tears had already been used up.

[kierantierncy]

kieran tierney imagine

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 - infinity by one direction/another love by tom odell

𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐲 - fluff, sad

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You and Kieran Tierney had grown up as next door neighbours in your hometown of Glasgow and inevitably grew up as best friends. The two of you just had that unbreakable bond form over the years and part of that was your shared love of football and Celtic Football Club, the team which Kieran had lived the dream to now be playing for his boyhood club.

From attending the more or less all of games with Kieran, you now found yourself proudly watching him week in and week out from the at Celtic Park. There was no doubt about it that you were one proud best friend (or perhaps something more, if you catch on).

Being best friends with Kieran certainly had it's perks such as meeting the clubs' players of which were some favourites of yours, getting to watch the occasional training session or getting to watch the beautiful game from the tunnel.

Undoubtedly, it was an experience like no other.

From attending games with him since childhood, a firm favourite of both of yours was the infamous Old Firm Games/Glasgow Derbys, being one of the best and biggest sporting events in Scotland.

Funnily enough, the next home game that Kieran had asked you to come and watch him was against Rangers.Which was an offer you couldn't turn down.

"Nice to see you, Y/N!" Scott Brown, the Celtic skipper greeted you as you stood in the tunnel watching Kieran from afar. "Keeping an eye on our boy are you?" He jokingly smirked, as you flushed a shade of red.

Ever since you became a regular at Celtic Park, the boys were always a welcoming bunch but the captain taking you under his wing.

"Oh shut it, Broony!" You playfully nudge Scott for winding you up, although sometimes your feelings for one another were painfully obvious to people like Scott and the rest of the team. "Although I must admit, green is in fact his colour."

"Knew it." His smirk didn't leave his face before turning round to see Kieran approaching the pair of you. "I'll leave you pair to it."

"Keeping your taps on me out there, I see." Kieran joked, as he leaned against the wall with his back facing away from the tunnel. "You make a good distraction."

"Careful, gaffer might drop you if you're easily distracted." You chuckle, with your cheeks still not recovering from your flushing moment. "I think you'll do great today."

"Do I never not do great?" The Glaswegian boy jokingly frowned, sounding as if he had taken offence to your comment. "Take it back!"

"Not like that." You shake your head, in hope to redeem yourself. "I just feel like you're gonna have a great game and maybe even bag a goal."

"That's more like it." His smile widened. "You know, I might even dedicate that said goal to you."

"How thoughtful." You sarcastically say, receiving a punch on the shoulder from the footballer before you were interrupted by one of the coaches.

"I guess that's my cue to go, I'll see you back at the tunnel, yeah?" Kieran sadly pouted, hearing that your time together had already been cut short. "That'll feel like infinity."

"Only ninety minutes and fifteen minutes for halftime, you gipe." You chuckled once more, with him returning the same expression. "I think you'll need this for good luck."

"What?"

"This." You say no more, before the pair of you had shared your first ever kiss in that tunnel.

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A few years on since then, things were going great between you and Kieran. After months of acting like you didn't like each other, with the help of his teammates he finally asked you to be his girlfriend.

Things really were great. You went to every single home game and away game imaginable. With your flexible schedule, sometimes meaning you were lucky enough to travel abroad to watch the team compete in the Champions League.

Although sometimes this still wasn't enough to keep you and Kieran together. The more he progressed in his footballing career at Celtic, the more strain it put on your relationship. The more time he'd spend away at training and the more and more transfer rumours, making it an unclear future as to where he would be in his career, as well for you sticking by him.

With the more and more uncertainty, the more and more you two were hanging on by a thread.

Barely.

"Kieran didn't mention you were going to be here or watching from the tunnel." Scott Brown had stopped in his tracks to talk to you, this becoming a regular thing between you two over the years. "Not to mention, he always used to do."

"I don't even think he knows or cares that I'm here." You sigh, fumbling with your auburn curls. "Sometimes I don't even know why I bother, he doesn't even know how to talk to me these days."

"Our kid will soon realise." The skipper said, in hope to reassure you. "If not, I'll knock some sense into the lad."

"If that wont work, then nothing will." You half laughed at his attempt to cheer you up, before your eye was caught by Kieran approaching the tunnel.

"Nows your time." Scott playfully nudged your arm before leaving you to try and get a word in with your boyfriend.

"Kieran, can we talk?"

"Can't, I'm busy." Kieran kept his head low, nudging straight past you with this boots under his arm.

"Two seconds, please." You pleaded, although it seemed you weren't getting through to him anytime soon.

"What did I say? I'm busy."

"Sometimes I wonder why I even stayed with you, when you can't even take the time to simply communicate with me." You sigh, getting a good look at the back of Kieran's head.

"Well, I'm glad that the feelings mutual." He mumbled back at you, having the last word as he walked off towards the changing rooms.

[kierantierncy]

trent alexander-arnold masterlist

below you can find trent alexander-arnold imagines, all written by me <3

surprising him after being away for two months

[kierantierncy]

trent alexander-arnold imagine

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭  - surprising trent after the match after being away for two months

𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐲 - fluff

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It was always a loving but sometimes hard relationship for Jessica and Trent, compared to most others anyway. Despite it all, it was all worth it in the end.

The couple lived together in the city of Liverpool, making it convenient for Trent's work as a footballer for Liverpool Football Club and for Jess when she wasn't away on a long hauled business trip which was every so often.

Unfortunately it was one of those occasions where Jess was away on business for two months, which would be a long but manageable task for the couple.

The countdown was on for Trent and Jessica to be reunited, with the upcoming Liverpool game to be the last before his girlfriend would be back at Anfield to support him.

But little did Trent know, Jess had been able to cut the trip short by a few days which gave her the perfect idea to surprise the footballer after the match.

"Cheer up, buddy." Trent's teammate and Scotland International, Andy Robertson, shot him a sympathetic smile before patting him on the back. "Got to at least celebrate a goal and couple of assists, haven't you?"

"Don't feel like it if I'm honest." Trent shrugged it off, clearly not showing the same type of buzz and energy that Andy or the rest of the Liverpool squad after that vital win. "I should be celebrating with Jess. She should've been here to see all of that, shouldn't she?"

"I'm sure the pair of you will get to celebrate when she gets back, wont you?" His teammate said in reply, trying to get him to see the brighter side. "Also, it's only a few more days, isn't it?"

"Yeah but just don't mention it, please." The footballer frowned as they approached the changing rooms. "It only makes it harder."

Entering the changing rooms only made Trent jump out of his skin to see a certain someone sitting in the space underneath the sign which read 'Alexander-Arnold 66'.

"Surprise!" Jessica bellowed, with Trent's immediate reaction to pull his girlfriend into a long awaited hug, spinning her around. "Did you miss me?"

"Of course I missed you!" The footballer had s large grin plastered on his face, before planting a kiss on her cheek. "What are you doing here?"

"Got off a few days early, thought I'd come and surprise you." Jess said, returning the grin on her face. "Seems to have worked!"

"Certainly has." Her boyfriend jokingly shook his head. "So that means you got to see everything out there? You got to see the big win?"

"Of course I did, I wouldn't miss it for the world." She replied back, receiving another another peck from Trent.

"Well you can tell me all about your very well plotted surprise soon." As Jessica now remained with his arm wrapped around her.

"Oh, get a room you two!" Andy Robertson jokingly called out, slightly embarrassing the pair.

[kierantierncy]

christian pulisic masterlist

below you can find christian pulisic imagines, all written by me <3

telling him your pregnant after chelsea win

[kierantierncy]

christian pulisic imagine

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭  - telling christian your pregnant after the group stages of the champions league

𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐲 - fluff

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Aurora Grey had supported her boyfriend Christian Pulisic through the majority of his footballing career, being his number one fan ever since day one.

This time around, celebrations were certainly in order with Christian and the Chelsea lads making it past the group stages of the Champions League. Although it had felt like a weight had been lifted off of the team's shoulders but the pressure was still on to do well, but nevertheless Aurora couldn't be any prouder of Christian and the Chelsea squad for qualifying for the Champions League.

To top it off, Aurora had some special news of her own to share with Christian, which would hopefully keep the couple on a high.

"Fancy a glass of bubbly?" Christian offered, making Aurora giggle at him as he was still learning and picking up some British slang. "You're not laughing at me, are you?" He jokingly frowned, cocking his head.

"No, it's just funny to see you picking up all the words that you'd never normally use." The girl shook her head, smiling in reassurance. "But I'm okay, no thanks."

"But you normally have a glass to celebrate, don't you?" The footballer frowned, holding a glass of champagne in front of her again which was kindly refused. "Are you alright, Aurora?"

"Never been better." She said, as her smile grew wider. "I just don't fancy a drink but you know I'm immensely proud of you and the lads." Aurora gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"But there's something not quite right here, is there?" Christian sighed, knowing that there was most definitely something not quite right. "We never keep celebrations on the down low, do we?"

"Well, maybe if you let me finish then you'd know!" She chimed before passing a box over to him which read "Surprise!" on the lid of it. "Go on then, open it!" Aurora pointed to the box, with her boyfriend finally going to open it up.

Lifting off the lid, revealed a Chelsea Football Club shirt with a smaller 'mini kit' shirt laying on the top of it.

"No offence but I don't think I'll ever fit into this!" Christian chuckled to himself, lifting the much smaller top up in front of him.

"Turn it around and read it."

With Christian doing exactly that, the mini kit read "Baby Pulisic" with the number 10 underneath the name. To then the bigger Chelsea shirt to reveal "Daddy" with also the number 10.

"Wait, you're pregnant?" Were the first words to fall out of Christian's mouth, who was still in a state of shock. "We're going to have a baby?"

"It sure does!" Aurora squealed with a now excited Christian now engulfing her in his arms, spinning her around in the air.

The two of them were set out to make great parents.

[kierantierncy]

harry winks masterlist

below you can find harry winks imagines, all written by me <3

summer love (prompt)

[kierantierncy]

Hi! Can I please have a Harry Winks imagine with the song prompt, "Summer Love" by 1D please? Thanks ❤️

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 - 'summer love' by one direction

𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐲 - fluff, sad(ish)

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Long distance relationships were undeniably hard but if anyone could prove it wrong, it would be you and your boyfriend Harry Winks.

Harry was currently living all the way in London, where he was living it up with his career as a professional footballer for Tottenham Hotspur.

On the other hand, you were currently a University student and placed on the other side of the country, hundreds of miles from Harry.

With his busy work schedule, your busy University schedule and being hundreds of miles away, it meant the pair of you really didn't get to see each other as much as you two had wanted to. Although you two both knew it was worth it in the long run, at the end if your degree you and Harry would finally live together in London.

Summer was one of the better times of the year, the time where your schedules aligned a lot better and the time you and Harry got to spend the most time together.

This time two years ago, the two of you had just met for the first time. With Harry always referring to you as his 'summer love', (even if this name was actually teased by the Spurs lads).

Some time away from university and football was bliss. Absolutely bliss.

"You don't have to pack your bags if you really don't want to!" Harry said, taking your hand to pull you out of the way from your half filled suitcase. "Can't you stay here just a little bit longer?" He looked at you with those puppy eyes, which you could never say no to.

"C'mon, I'm already running late." You frowned at him, trying to pull your hand away from his but Harry won with his stronger and tighter grasp. "Haz, please."

"Five more minutes, please?" Your boyfriend pleaded, to which you immediately gave in to. The pair of you now sharing a long and warm embrace.

"You can get off of me now, my shoulders gone numb." Harry joked, pointing to his shoulder to which your head had been resting on for the last few minutes.

"So, this means you'll let me get back to packing?" You ask, cocking your head to the side. It was normally a lot harder to get away from the footballer, especially in your last moments together.

"In fact, I'll even help you pack." He said, after looking down at his watch. "Seeing as I have actually made you five minutes later than you already were." Which gained a small chuckle from yourself.

"Hurry up then, no messing about." You jokingly instructed before accepting your boyfriend's help.

Between the two of you, it had made up for the missing minutes which meant you would get back to the station on time.

Much to both yours and Harry's dismay, of course you both wanted to spend that little bit longer with one another.

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"It really is that time again, huh?" Harry frowned once more, as he waited every last second with you before your train would be called. "I really do hate goodbyes."

"You're not the only one but it'll all be worth it in the end, won't it?" You replied, trying to remain optimistic over the situation. "It'll soon be summer again!"

"Oh, shut up!" The footballer shook his head in reply to your light hearted teasing. "I do get to see you more than summer, even if it doesn't feel like it."

"Just teasing." You giggle before that moment of laughs and jokes were called short by station's announcement, calling your train. "Well, I guess this is it."

From that moment, neither of you said a word and instead shared one last kiss and a hug before he watched you walk away to the platform.

"Goodbye, my love."

"I think you mean summer love." Harry called back, leaving a large grin across your face.

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im very sorry that this is so late but i really hope that you like this imagine as much as i did writing this! better late than never.

thank you for the request, ilysm <3

all my love, b x

[kierantierncy]

Just a reminder that my requests are still open! Looking to add more prompts asap <3

[jamesmaddiscnx]

me again! could i please request a brandon williams imagine with the song prompt of ‘everything i didn’t say’? thank you again <3

request prompt: song prompt alert! 'everything i didn't say' by 5 seconds of summer

word count: 455

warnings: none

category: sad

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Brandon had hoped that this was all a bad dream but for every morning that he woke up without you beside him, he realised that it wasn’t. It was reality, a reality that he had created because he hadn’t put you first.

He knew that he only had himself to blame. Between being numbed from your kiss and the busy football schedule that he had in front of him, he had completely abandoned you and not just that, he had missed the fact that you were slipping through his fingertips.

As he laid in bed, alone, for the seventh day in a row since you had left him, he thought back to the time when it was your three year anniversary and he had been training all day. He admitted, that wasn’t something that he could control and you had understood that but what wasn’t okay, was the fact that he’d completely forgotten. He hadn’t bought you flowers, he missed the dinner reservation that you had made and he could tell that it was soul crushing for you. It made him seem like he didn’t care about your relationship in the slightest which was, of course, a terrible misconception.

Next, he thought back to the time when you both attended his teammate’s, Marcus’, birthday party. The first half of the night was one of the greatest that Brandon had had with you but as the end of the night neared, he had ruined it. 

A group of girls had approached him and started flirting with him. You understood that he was good looking, you weren’t blind to that fact but everyone at the party knew that the two of you were a couple but it still would have been nice for Brandon to tell the girls that he wasn’t available and show you off to everyone else. But he didn’t. Instead, he revelled in the attention that he was receiving.

Now, as Brandon laid in the bed that he once shared with you and stared at the empty space beside him, he thought of everything that he would say to you if he could see you again. Everything that he should have said to you back when you were still together.

He should have told you how much you meant to him, how much he loved you. He should have apologised for missing your anniversary and made up for it by taking you out to dinner and making sure that you had all the flowers in the world. He should have let you know that you meant the most to him and that he would sacrifice everything for you.

But he didn’t and now he’s left with everything he didn’t say.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

thank you so much for requesting this, b! this is definitely one of my favourite 5sos songs and i had fun writing something a bit more on the sad side. lots of love, e x

tags: @harrywinksyx @kingkepa @glam-khal @alexajanecollins @kierantierncy @footballxwrites

[kierantierncy]

ben godfrey masterlist

below you can find ben godfrey imagines, all written by me <3

perfect (prompt)

[kierantierncy]

If you write for Ben Godfrey could you do perfect from made in the am. Ty <3

You had joined Everton FC as an intern photographer just last year, the same time as the football club had made their latest signing, Ben Godfrey, who had just joined from Norwich City. 

There was no denying that everybody at the club had welcomed you with open arms and were undeniably some of the loveliest people that you had ever met.

Although there was something a bit more special with the bond you had built up with Ben, you two got on like a house on fire. It felt like you two had known each other forever, with your recurring inside joke of calling each other ‘newbie’, every time you saw each other. 

One drunken team night out after a win with the boys, lead you and Ben spending most of the night together. One thing lead to another, before the pair of you had shared a drunken kiss, which you both made the promise to keep it to yourselves. It didn’t end there with the realisation it meant more than a stupid drunken kiss, although neither of you were willing to admit it nor to put a label on it just yet. 

With the squad having a big away game to prepare for tomorrow, it resulted in you and the squad having an overnight stay there, giving you all a chance to cool off before the hard work to come the next day. Most of the staff had decided to call it a night early, apart from you and one other, who had texted you to ask if you wanted to go through to his hotel room.

That one other being no other than Ben Godfrey. 

“You should be calling it a night, like the rest of the boys.” You chuckle, standing on the outside of Ben’s hotel room door. “Are you sure this is a good idea?”

“Nobody’s going to know, will they?” Ben shook his head before moving out of the way to let you in. “Now get in, I’m dead bored of the lads company. I love them to bits but I need a break.” He laughed. 

“So you’ll use me as a last resort then?” You tease him, with his face now flushing a shade of red. “Smooth one, newbie.”

“You know what I meant, newbie.” Ben joked, mocking you by mimicking how you had said ‘newbie’. “I couldn’t of exactly asked you round in front of the boys or while they were still going about.”

“Like a secret little rendezvous? Dead romantic.” You laugh, playfully punching Ben’s muscled arm.

Not expecting him to retaliate, the footballer softly punched you back and before you knew it the pair of you ended up rolling about the floor, playfighting with one another. Perhaps the screams and laughs of the pair of you were a little loud, causing a few of the teammates to have woken up and complain about the noise.

Ben had his hand cupped around your mouth to try and stop you from giggling, whilst he tried to stop himself, in hope that the awoken teammates would return to their rooms.

“Maybe I am perfect for you.” A warm smile perked up on Ben’s face.

“Don’t flatter yourself, Godfrey.”

After all, maybe you were perfect for each other.

Thank you so much for requesting this one! Another fun one to write and a new player to add to the masterlist. I really hope you enjoy this, lovely. <3

All my love, b x

[jareaulamontagnes]

WASTED LOVE

CORY WILSON.

ACKLEY BRIDGE. | MASTERLIST.

❝ request by @kierantierncy: hey, just seen your list of prompts! could i please request number 23 with cory from ackley bridge please?<3

❝ prompt: “if you love me, let me go.”

❝ warnings: bad language, heartbreak and mentions of underage drinking.

❝ words: 1454

❝ a/n: my first prompt! i had a lot of fun writing this one. plus, my imagination just goes wild when i write anything with angst. so, i went quite overboard with this one. enjoy >3 oh and don’t forget to reblog and comment for any more ackley bridge requests. thank you for reading, i really do appreciate it.

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The world has some twisted way of playing tricks on you. And that was definitely the case for you in relation to your boyfriend, Cory Wilson. The two of you had been together for a year when last week, the worst thing you could possibly imagine came to fruition. Problem was, it wasn’t supposed to come out in the first place.

If Riz hadn’t opened his mouth, you never would’ve known about the secret hookup between Cory and Chloe — it shouldn’t really matter to you as you weren’t with Cory, nor did you care what Chloe did in her spare time. Everyone knew what she was and who she was. You didn’t waste your energy on associating yourself with people like that.

So, even though you weren’t together, it shouldn’t have bothered you and it didn’t. It was until you found it happened again, when Cory and you made things a little more clearer in your relationship meaning officially. Me, you, official. Then, there was no competition, practically. It didn’t matter who came before because you were here now.

That’s what you would’ve said but now that now that you know what you know, there was no coming back.

It was safe to say, you had been avoiding Cory. You pretended like he didn’t exist, like he meant nothing to you, like he was nothing more than another pupil who (unfortunately) went to the school you did. He went along with his business with his friends and you went along with yours with your circle. You could always feel his eyes on you though, whenever you would happen to be in the same class and you were looking around the room, wanting to block anything the teacher was saying in that specific moment, but frankly, it didn’t interest you and you didn’t care. Who wants to learn about Atoms or the solar system? No one. Absolutely no one.

Anyway, as you happened to look around the classroom, your eyes would (sometimes) unfortunately land on his to find him looking directly at you. And as much as you wanted to look away and pretend he meant nothing to you, every time you looked at him, you were reminded of the happy times. Where you would skive of and go to the local chip shop during P.E since that wasn’t your favourite subject and Cory always agreed to come with you, no matter the cost. Because it made you happy or when he somehow sneak up into your window in the evenings, using the trees as a pathway up to your bedroom. That used to be your favourite thing about dating Cory, no matter what people said about him. He had a soft side and you were fortunate to see that side and many more.

Cory was everything to you, your first love, first time, first everything. All of the moments a girl thinks of, he was included in your’s. You never thought you would have your first boyfriend, let alone be doing things like you had done with Cory, not in a million years. Like most girls in school, you thought Cory was a walking STD. The two of you didn’t even like each other before a school project ultimately brought you closer together to the point where you became friends and started dating.

Cory always used to tell you that you were everything. How he had never meant a girl like you, you were someone he had been waiting his entire life for, how lucky he was to have you in his life... blah, blah, blah. Any girl would believe those lies that splurge out of a boy’s mouth and you were one of those. But now, now it was all lies. And, you were sorry to yourself that you ever did believe that was the way Cory Wilson felt about you.

Evidently not.

You sighed in relief when the bell went, finally you could get out of this boring Science Lesson and go to another lesson. Hopefully, it’s English. You had a lot of rage that you wanted to write into all of the papers God could give. But no, the lesson was unfortunately P.E.

And you were not going to that lesson.

You prayed to the God’s above that you were able to slip away unnoticed. P.E was not for you and definitely not now that you and Cory were broken up. You used to love it though because you got to watch Cory as he did his P.E lesson, slightly rubbing it in all of the girls’ faces who cared that he was all yours and only yours.

But you didn’t have that satisfaction anymore. So, skiving was the best option.

Saying hello to the owner who always welcomed students whenever they wanted to skive of, he didn’t mind at least if it didn’t get him in trouble and the students didn’t make it a normality but they always did. It was just normal at this point. With your fish and chips in hand, you sat down and smiled as the Yorkshire breeze ran through your hair, causing the loose waves of your hair to float slightly as well.

Nothing could ruin this moment. Good fish and chips and no company to bother you as well as skiving of P.E? Nothing could be better.

“Y/N?”

Damn.

It was none other than Cory. You regretted the way he looked attractive to you in every sense of the world. And you regretted the way your heart still longed for him after everything that he had done.

“What are you doing here?” You couldn’t help but ask. “You’re supposed to be in class.”

“And you’re supposed to be in P.E, but hey,” Cory shrugged.

“Whatever,” You didn’t protest when Cory sat next to you on the steps, you immediately moving away from him.

“So, what are you doing out here?”

“You can see what I’m doing.” You gestured to your fish and chips in your hand.

“Yeah, I guess I can.” Cory smiled slightly to himself. “I’ve been wanting to apologise to you.”

“Save your apologises.” You immediately interrupted him. “I do not, not in no way need to hear it.”

“Even if it was-”

“The biggest mistake of your life? Yeah, you’ve said that.”

“It was...”

“Don’t blame alcohol. What were you even doing with her?” You couldn’t help your frustration as you asked one of the questions you had been dying to ask.

“I don’t even know.” Cory sighed. “It was a mistake. I didn’t know how it happened.”

“Oh yes, you do.” You cynically replied. “If you really cared about me then you wouldn’t have done what you did.”

“I was drunk, I wasn’t thinking.”

“Like you never seem to do when a girl throws herself at you!” You stand up, not willing to listen to Cory’s... frankly, bullshit attempt of an apology. “I don’t want to hear it, Cory. It’s the same pathetic excuse every time. I’m done with your apologies. You know what you can do?”

Cory looks at you, after listening to your rant with a somewhat hopeful glint in his eye. “Let me go.”

“What?” Cory stood up too, his hand coming to your free hand, grabbing your wrist. “Wait.... we can figure this out. I... I just need you to give me another chance.”

“I’m done with giving you chances, Cory. I’m done with it all. I get that you messed up and I forgive you — well, I eventually will forgive you but I cannot do this. Back and forth with you is unhealthy and I don’t want to be the only one trying in this relationship, because it sure as hell looks like you don’t give a damn about me.”

“That’s not true,” Cory disagreed. “Y/N... Babe. I love you, okay? And I don’t know what else to do to make you see that I messed up, like big fine. I’ll do anything you want. I want to sort things out. If this has taught me anything, it’s how much I need you in my life, I don’t want to lose what we have.”

As you gaze at Cory with tears threatening to fall out of your eyes, the never ending beautiful memories come to mind and as much as you would love for everything to go back to how it was. You know you wouldn’t be able to do it. You had to do what’s best for you.

You sniffled, wiping your eye from each tear that fell before looking up at Cory, your best friend, the love of your life.

And with a heavy heart, you said. “If you love me, let me go.”

And that’s exactly how you left things.

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