Liam Imagine: Superbowl
Requested by: ughitspayne it’s an au where you’re a cheerleader and Liam’s the quarterback
It was the day of the Superbowl and to wow the crowd the captain of your cheer team decided to create a whole different routine that would wow the audience and players in between half time. The only tough part was keeping your focus on your job and put up a good show for thousands of people when you really only wanted to cheer your boyfriend and famous football player Liam.
“…Then jump, spin and split!” your mind tuned in and you finished the routine feeling confident of the teamwork all the girls and you were displaying.
“Alright, that’s the last rehearsal before tonight. Keep yourselves hydrated and flexible and meet me back here in 4 hours.”
All you wanted to do after practice was take a nice cold shower, repeat the steps in your mind and de-stress Liam since this chance might not repeat itself, but instead of changing and getting ready, you decided to find Liam in his locker room and make sure he wasn’t nervous yet.
The noise the metal locker made against your first was tinny but worked enough to have Liam turn from the bench and face you.
“Hey you, how was practice?” This was the biggest game of his life yet he still put you first.
“I’m okay but what about you? Feeling nervous?” he nodded and glanced at his knees.
“No matter what happens out there we’ll still all be proud of you and you know I’ll only be a few feet away to comfort you or to congratulate you.”
Liam hooked and arm around your bare waist and pulled you in for a kiss, “Thanks. If we win, I’m dedicating the victory to you.”
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There wasn’t a free spot in the entirety of the stadium and at every corner there was a fan screaming, cheering or taking pictures of the whole event. It was overwhelming to say the least but as long as you thought of stunting and being the prime example of a cheerleader everything would be alright.
The crowd was responding well to the new routine and you could even see Liam clapping, already in his jersey and various pads, hidden from the viewers.
All of a sudden it was time for the game and Liam and his teammates popped out from under the stadium getting in their positions.
The opponents were ruthless, they had injured one player and aspired to cause more damage rather than focusing on the ball because after all they were winning by a couple points. Liam was only recognizable by the number 5 on his jersey but you could still tell he was pissed off and ready to fight back.
After a group huddle Liam’s teammates started tackling anyone who came near him and he was able to bring back the score by six points.
At half time, Liam gave you thumbs up and blew you a kiss; you knew he was in it to in it. It was one of his moods where what he wanted to happen actually happened and you couldn’t wait for it to unfold in front of you and most of the world.
Sure enough both teams were back on the field and points kept being added to the scores. But only one score mattered it was 49- 46. Liam’s team had won.
You and the rest of the cheerleaders finished a fifth routine flawlessly to celebrate the amazing game. It seemed like most of the stadium was cheering with you but you only had a brief moment to take all the flashes and smiles in before Liam, sweaty, hot, and dirty picked you up, placed you on his shoulders and paraded around.
“You did this. We’re unbeatable.”
That night Liam and you went home with an extra ring a dancing routine to experiment with.
