odio amarte
Alexia Putellas x Lionesses!reader
summary: All of your Barca teammates think you and Alexia need to get together, but the two of you are 'enemies'.
(i do not speak much Spanish, so if some of my translations are wrong I apologise!)
a/n: not proof read or edited and very short
'What is wrong with you Alexia!' You exclaim when the Spanish girl spills her cup of coffee all over the table, the brown liquid smudging your notes that you had been working on forever.
She looks up to you and sends you a dirty glare. 'It's not my fault that you've taken up the whole table with your stupid homework meaning I had no where to put my cup.' She snaps back gesturing to the mess you had created everywhere.
'You could've just asked me to move some stuff.' You tell her sighing as you try to make out the messed up words. 'Or do I scare you to much?' You tease a small smirk tugging at the corners of your lips.
'¿alguna vez te callaste?' (do you ever shut up?) she mutters walking away into the kitchen leaving you alone to try and clean up her mess.
No one really knew why you and Alexia despised each other so much, some of the fans thought it was because Alexia was scared that you would replace her on the team and others would make up crazy rumours that were definitely untrue.
You're teammates didn't have a clue and to be fair neither did you. You hated Alexia because she had always been mean to you, and you had no idea why. If you were entirely honest you didn't really hate the girl, you often found yourself enjoying the attention she gave to you whenever you two were arguing.
After a while of rewriting your notes you placed them all in a neat pile and stood up stretching your back. You're teammates had left to go to the shops about an hour ago, leaving you and Alexia home alone together. They were meant to be back soon but you still had some time to kill and decided to do one of your favourite things.
Annoying Alexia.
You wonder into the living room of your and Keira's shared apartment, sitting on the armchair next to the couch where Alexia was already sitting, her eyes glued to her phone.
The Spaniard hated it when you would bite your teeth, a nasty habit you often found yourself absentmindedly doing.
This time however, you purposely starting chewing on your nails. Pretending to stare out the window, when in reality you were staring at the blonde girl on your couch, a grin forming on your face when she noticed your actions and her jaw tensed.
Her mouth stayed shut though, not wanting to give you the reaction you clearly wanted.
Alexia had not known you for very long, but in the time you had been teammates at Barca your relationship had been rocky to say the least.
She was entirely to blame for your constant bickering, she was the one who hadn't even bothered being nice when you'd approached her on your first training session.
Alexia did feel bad for how rude she had been to you, but once she had began and you had retaliated she couldn't back down and seem like a coward in front of you.
That would be humiliating.
On your first day, Alexia was late, but you'd immediately caught her attention. You'd only been there for a few hours but you already seemed so comfortable talking with all the girls like you'd known them for ages.
You'd already had Alexia hooked and she didn't like that. She didn't like the way that her heart would race whenever you laughed or the way she'd look in the mirror to checked how she looked whenever you walked closer.
In all honesty she was scared of her feelings.
She felt like a stranger in her own body, completely foreign to all the feelings she was experiencing.
She'd never felt this way before for someone she'd only just met.
It didn't seem like it at all. But those feelings had stuck with her for almost a year and a half now.
She hid it behind every insult and eye roll. She'd blame it on her anger whenever her cheeks flushed red at something you did.
But the Spanish captain was still yet to react to your nail biting, which was unusual for her, and you're nails were beginning to bleed from biting them for too long.
Disappointed in the result, you decided not to back down just yet, starting to make clicking noises with your tongue knowing that it always drove Alexia crazy.
It only took a few seconds for her turn around and face you. 'I know what you're trying to do and it's not going to work.' She snaps making you grin as your plan had worked.
'Are you sure about that?' You tease, making her roll her eyes and huff as you begin clicking your tongue even more.
'odio amarte!' (i hate that i love you) she groans hands flying up to her hair.
All of a sudden your clicking stops and your whole face burns bright red. You didn't know a lot of Spanish as you sucked at learning languages but you'd learnt quite a bit from just hanging out with the other girls.
You thought you hadn't heard her right. Surely she wouldn't say something like that right? You must've translated it all wrong.
Alexia had noticed the way you'd frozen up and how a light blush painted your cheeks.
'Alexia?' You questioned, voice weak and quiet not quite processing what she had just said. 'Why did you say that?'
Her eyes widened and all of a sudden the normally cool and composed Spanish captain felt sick. She was so used to muttering stuff in Spanish around you that she'd forgotten you actually did know a fair bit.
'Nothing.' She said but it didn't matter, you both knew exactly what she had said and now all insults were long gone, instead you sat in an awkward silence.
Taking a deep breath, you decided to take a big risk; 'Do you mean it?'
Alexia didn't know how to respond, she couldn't really say that no, but she also didn't want to confess the truth.
'I-I guess...' She stutters her cheeks permanently pink. 'I guess that I do.'
You were in shock for a while not knowing how to respond.
Alexia didn't know what to do either. She don't know what made her get up from her seat and do the one thing she never thought she'd do.
She kissed Y/N L/N...
'I keep finding new ways to stuff up don't I?' Alexia sighed when she pulled away from the kiss.
'No.' You say, putting your fingers up to her lip. 'You didn't.'
'I didn't what?' Alexia says shocked, looking at you with wide eyes. Not believing what you had just said.
'You didn't mess up.' You said sternly, placing your hand on her shoulders and looking at her in the eyes 'Not even a little bit.'
'You sure?' Alexia asks you, looking down and biting her lip in nervousness.
'I think I'm sure.' You say, a small and nervous smile on your face. 'As long as you don't regret doing it.'
'I don't' Alexia exclaimed a little too loudly causing you to move a little bit away from her due to the loudness of her voice.
'I'm sorry.' She said, laughing awkwardly and rubbing the back of her head.
'Don't worry about it.' You smile a small laugh also escaping from your lips.
'No really I'm sorry.' Alexia says, her mood changing to much more serious 'I'm sorry for being a dickhead for the past year, I shouldn't have been that rude to you.'
'I mean, I was rude as well, you're not the only one at fault here.' You laugh lightly.
'No, you were only like that because I didn't give you a proper chance and I'm sorry.' She says, looking genuinely sad.
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Meanwhile, Keira, Lucy, Ingrid and Mapi were all walking home from the shops together. Mapi slower than the others as she had been forced to carry all the bags.
'I wonder how Y/n and Alexia are?' Keira wonders, everyone knowing how much you to argue. 'Probably wasn't the best idea to leave the two of them alone together.'
'y/n/n had uni work and Alexia said she'll stay and make sure she's alright.' Lucy states 'Half the time I can't tell if they're fighting or flirting, it's kind of funny. I wonder who'll make the first move.'
'Let's just hope they're not at each others throats again. I hate when they fight.' Ingrid sighs, taking a bag of Mapi after noticing her struggling.
'I agree, when they fight they're one step away from getting together. I don't think I can handle anymore of their longing stares at each other when they think no one is looking. The two of them cause most of my stress now.' Keira sighs, shaking her head.
The English midfielder sticks her key into the lock of your shared apartment when the four footballers arrive opening the door and walking in.
They all make their way to the living room. Absolutely nothing prepared them for what they were about to see.
Sitting on the couch, Alexia Putellas and Y/N L/N were at each others throats. But not in the fighting way. Keira choked on her own saliva in shock, Lucy and Ingrid gasped and Mapi just yelled.
'¡mis ojos!' (my eyes) Mapi exclaimed, startling you and Alexia causing you to pull away from each other. Blushes covering both of your faces.
'Surprise?' You say sheepishly.
part 2?
sorry this isn't the best
