#Georgia football gifs

[codedsoul]

#GoDawgs 🐶🐾🐾🐾

[luellasplanet]

18. (georgia stanway)

word count: 1.3k

this is a stanners fanpage now btw xx

based on anabor’s song ‘18’

in which matching tattoos end a friendship but spark a relationship

You had met Georgia at the mere age of twelve, been best friends since thirteen, and had done everything together since fourteen. “Troublemakers since the beginning” as your mum would say.

You two stole a bottle of her mums wine, at fourteen, and finished the bottle in a random feild. Stole your older sisters makeup and gave eachother makeovers infront of your bathroom mirror at fourteen and a half. Hijacked their fishing boat for a midnight boat ride, at fifteen, when on holiday with the stanway family, Gave each other food poisoning at fifteen and a half after a not so great reenactment of ‘The Great British Bake-off.’

And at sixteen the two of you made the stupid decision to get matching tattoos, forging your parent’s signatures and stealing some money out their wallets, the two of you headed off into Manchester.

You had gotten a tattoo on your collarbone while Georgia opted to get one on her rib, both of the tattoos could be easily hidden from the view of your parents.

Both of your tattoos read ‘troublemaker,’ written in each others handwriting.

i know it’s just a phase

you’re not in love with me

The two of you had managed to keep your tattoos hidden from everyone, you often spent nights in eachother rooms while Georgia left hickeys scattered in a trail, starting on your neck and making its way down until they were littered around your tattoo.

It was merely fun for the both of you, no feelings, purely just friendship with a little bit of kissing here and there.

As you started to fall asleep your fingers delicately traced her tattoo, while your legs were entangled together. No words were exchanged as your touch sent shivers up her spine. Your shirt was lifted slightly which allowed for the side of your stomach to be pressed agasint hers, the skin grazing against skin made your heart beat slightly faster than normal.

Regardless of how many boyfriends or girlfriends the two of you had, somehow you always found yourself in this position, time and time again.

so if you wanna piss off your parents

One night while Georgia was away on a football camp she calls you extremely panicked, at around one in the morning, “what’s wrong stanners?” You question as you rub your eyes trying to adjust to the very little lighting the stars and moon offered.

“My parents saw my tattoo! Well erm they didn’t actually see it. Lessi saw it, and then just asked me about it as my parents came round the corner. And they heard and fuck y/n, they’re so pissed.” She quietly told you, although you were surprised that the brunette had managed to keep her voice quiet for more than ten seconds, you couldn’t focus on that. “Shit, they’re gonna hate me,” you mutter. “What did you tell them?”

Your voice came out in shaky tones as you tried to control your racing. Millions of thoughts flew into your head at once.

What if you weren’t allowed to see Georgia again? What if her mum hated you? Or her dad, or her brothers? Would she ever invite you round for tea again? Would her mum tell yours? Were you never going to be allowed to see your bestfriend again, just because of a stupid tattoo?

“Y/n? You there?” The voice of the brunette on the other end of the line broke you out of your train of thought. “Mhm, yeah you were saying?”

She paused before answering, “erm, well I told them that we had matching tattoos and now they’re just a little mad… but it’s fine they’ll get over it. I hope.”

Your worst fears were coming true, Georgia’s parents definitely despised you. They’re sweet innocent child had been influenced by you to get matching tattoos.

When your parents found out about the tattoo, they banned you from seeing Georgia again. Claiming that they’re daughter could not be seen walking around with ink splotches engraved on her body.

You had to wait to see her at school on Mondays, but after awhile her appearances at school became less and less frequent, until she barely ever showed up to school as she was too busy with football.

You watched her footballing journey from the sidelines, instead of being there to support her.

There was a little piece of you that would always resent your parents for overreacting about the tattoo to this extent.

Of course, ignoring your parents wishes you got more tattoos. On your ankle, neck, wrist, spine and behind your ear. But you kept them all hidden away from your parents sight with the best of your abilities.

if long hair and tattoos are what attract you, baby then you’re in luck

Your hair was carelessly placed in a messy low pony tail, showing off the tattoo on the back of your ear and neck, while your denim shorts and cropped shirt showed off the tattoos on your collarbone, spine and wrist.

You were watching Georgia’s game, along with some of your classmates. Lotte, who you’d had the many encounters with in the past pointed you out to Georgia as they warmed up. You offered the girls watching you a smile and a little wave as they focused back on the task at hand.

When the long game that had eventually gone into penalties was over, Georgia finds comfort in your arms, as your chin rests on her head until she was finally ready to let go, “come back to mine please, my parents aren’t here for the weekend and my brothers won’t care?” She asks looking up at you, although her arms never left their tight grip on your waist. “You look really pretty today by the way, I like the new tattoos.”

You laughed at her before telling her that, “flattery will get you no where my girl, but yes I’ll come over. I’ll just tell my parents I’m staying and Emilia’s house.”

date me to scare them

The two of you were sprawled out on her bed, after eating random leftovers you had found in the Stanway fridge you decided to watch a movie underneath the comfort of her duvet cover.

What was watching a movie turned into you reading a book, holding it with your one hand, while you mindlessly twirled Georgia’s hair in your other hand.

Holding the book and turning its pages with one hand was extremely difficult but you didn’t mind as you could feel Georgia’s breathe fanning against your neck as she read the book over your shoulder.

The peace was disturbed as she softly spoke, careful not to startle you due to the close proximity. “Be my girlfriend y/n, I can’t go on acting like not being able to see you is not affecting me. I’ll treat you better than anyone else I promise.”

You smile at her little speech before turning to face her, “but what about our parents? They’ll absolutely kill us if they find out I’m at your house right now, let alone the fact that we’re dating!”

Completely ignoring the first part of your sentence, georgias attention was focused on the last part. “So we are dating then! Perfect it’s settled, no further comments are allowed!”

Her random energetic behaviour was not unusual in the slightest but her smile literally could light up a whole room as she happily snuggled into your side, placing a kiss against your collarbone (where your tattoo was) before she drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

[bronz3y]

- 𝚗 𝚎 𝚎 𝚍 𝚢 𝚐 𝚒 𝚛 𝚕 -

georgia stanway

( 18+)

warnings - smut, swearing

A/N hope you like this short, smutty georgia story lol , it was a request from an anonymous user,

Warm rays of morning sunshine scatter the room, landing right on your face, you let out a small annoyed groan and reach down to pull the covers over your face.

You then feel the arms around your waist tighten and feel small breaths of air from her nose making the hairs on your neck slightly stick up. You smile to yourself at the warm feeling of waking up in your girlfriend's arms. You then turn your body around in her arms, now facing her freckle filled face, her eyes still closed and her eyebrows slightly scrunched up.

you and georgia has been together for 6 months now, you met her through a mutual friend, Leah Williamson who introduced you to eachother at an event she invited the both of you to, as from then you exchanged numbers and after a few months of talking she finaly decided to ask you to be her girlfriend.

You lift your hand and begin to trace the small freckles on her face, as you do so, you feel her start to wake up at the touch, you're then met with pools of honey coloured eyes staring right back at yours. 

“morning baby“  you whisper, your thumb now gently rubbing her cheek.

“Morning love” Georgia  answers groggily, placing her hand on your waist, rubbing on the soft exposed skin from your top being slightly lifted up, you feel a shiver through your body at the feeling of her soft fingers on your skin.

Georgia then rests her forehead on the crook of your neck, inhaling your familiar scent. You begin to sit up, ready to begin the day when Georgia's arms pull you back down, 

“G, i need to get breakfast started love” you whined as her arms locked around your body.

“i want ya close to me” she whispered, you smiled at your girlfriends needy behaviour, secretly loving it.

“Is my girl needy today?” you teased poking her cheek she opened her looking at you in annoyance 

“Babe, i haven't seen ya for a week, give me a break” she whined, it was true, georgia was away with the lionesses for international break back in england, she got home yesterday night and had pulled you right to bed with her.

After a few minutes of Georgia's whining you manage to get out of bed, slip your slippers on and make your way to the kitchen.You put your phone on the kitchen counter,put on your local radio channel and begin getting the ingredients needed to make some scrambled eggs on toast along with some freshly squeezed orange juice, Georgia's favourite.

In the middle of making the scrambled eggs and humming along to the music playing on the radio, you hear the bed creak followed by the soft sound of feet walking on the tiled floor, you then feel a pair of arms slither around your waist and a chin on your shoulder.

“Look who finally decided to leave the bed” you giggled and turned your head to give Georgia a kiss on her temple.

“You're making my favourite” she says softly, giving you a kiss on your shoulder, you smile and reply with a happy hum.

You then feel Georgia's hands move slowly upwards, under your top and onto your warm skin, her fingers tracing your stomach softly, her small pecks on your neck becoming slightly open mouthed kisses, you feel her warm tongue glazing your skin leaving the shiny residue of her saliva. your legs buckle at the sudden change of affection.

“Georgia” you say breathily as her hand cups your breast, massaging it softly as her mouth moves further up your neck, your hands let go of the spatula and grab onto the side of the kitchen counter.

“Georgia the eggs” you tell her, she responds by turning you to face her, she then grabs your hand and places it on the inside of her thigh, your heart thumps in your ears at your girlfriends boldness.

“I need your touch so bad baby girl” she whispers in your ear, nipping your earlobe as she moves your hand to encourage you to rub the inside of her jogger covered thigh.

You let out a shaky sigh, normally Georgia was in charge, this change of position wasn't new to you, but it had been a while since you last got the upper hand, with a sudden boost of confidence, you start gently sliding your fingers on the inside of her thigh ,forward and back again , repeating the motion again and again avoiding the spot where she needed you the most.  you then start hearing tiny breathy moans in your ear, it was definitely working. 

You hear her whine as you remove your hands from her thigh, before she could protest you switched off the stove, the eggs could wait, you then interlock your fingers and guide her to your living room, opening the door and closing it again, you turn to face her, her eyes full of lust.

“Lie down for me baby” you whisper gently, she nods and walks over to the sofa, lying down on the long side. You walk towards the sofa, placing yourself over her, using your elbows as support. You smiled down at her

“Such a needy girl“ you whisper, she then disconnects your eyes and turns her head in embarrassment, you frown, mentally telling yourself off for making her embarrassed of being comfortable expressing herself to you. 

“Hey” you whisper, grabbing her chin and softly turning her head to face you again. 

“Tell me what you need baby” you say, tucking a loose hair behind her ear. She once again grabs your hand, and guides it right onto her jogger covered core. You use the tips of two fingers to apply a bit of pressure onto where her covered clit is. You head her inhale and she bites her lip.

“Is this what you want?”, she nods, not being able to look at you directly.

“Baby, you don't need to hide from me, i want to make you feel good love, use your words for me” You frown at how self conscious she is from just wanting your touch, you feel her body relax at your words.

“could you maybe move them slowly?” she whispered looking at your hand between her legs. You begin rubbing her clit softly over her clothes, you feel her shiver at the touch.

“i need you under my clothes" she says, you nod and grab the waistline of her joggers, slowly pulling them down and throwing them to the side to leave her in her boxers,

"take them off, please" she says despirately, you nod and pull them down, throwing them next to her joggers.

you then look down at her pussy glistening with arousal, her clit slightly swolen from your touch.

"fuck baby, your soaked" you say proudly, "all this for me?" you look up at her, she nods.

"I havent been able to get myself off without ya'" she confesses, your own pussy pulses at the thought of her getting off at england camp.

with that being said, you drag a finger between her folds, Georgia lets out a small moan.

"Need your tongue, pretty girl" she whines, you immedietly move down so your head is between her thighs, you feel her hands in your hair, slightly pushing you toward her core, you smile to yourself at your girlfriends eagerness. finally, your toungue begins swiping between her folds, loud moans escape her mouth as your lips attach to her swolen clit, lightly sucking on it, you feel her pull on your hair, making you groan onto her clit, sending small vibrations to her bundle of nerves.

"fuck baby, just like that do- mmm dont stop, fuck" Georgias breathy moans fill your ears, you look up and see her eyes shut, her mouth slightly open and her eyebrows furrowed. you almost came by just looking at her.

you spent an hour and a half making her cum, as many times as her needy heart desired, the room became hot, it smelt of sex and sweat, with a hint of vanilla. unholy words, phrases and noises coming out of your mouths.

when you were done, you climed up beside her ans she snuggled into your side, her head on your chest, feeling your heartbeat.

"i love it when you’re needy” you whisper to her, she smiled and let out a giggle.

"thank you for talking to me, i want to know what you like so i can make you feel good" you explain, she smiles and nods on your chest. after a few minuites you her small snores coming from her nose, you smile and kiss her hairline.

closing your own eyes, even if it was still the afternoon, after the events of today you both needed a nap.

~A/N ~ wow this was a smutty first chap lol, anwyas lmk if u guys liked my first ever story on here, feel free to send me requests!

[repulsiveliquidation]

Lazy Saturdays and Scrambled Eggs

Georgia Stanway x Reader BLURB

only fluff really!

10AM, Saturday Morning

The sun pours into the bedroom carelessly, the curtains forgotten about last night as the two of you stumbled into bed after a late night out on a date. Nights like these were where you could let loose since you had the weekend off with no games. The German streets were filled with bars and restaurants to visit so the two of you spent the night out away from the rest of the girls for the first time in a while.

Georgia was sound asleep on her tummy, right arm slung over your middle. She was in her sports bra and shorts, no time last night for any sort of skin care routine as you two danced till your bones were tired. You had the same thing on, right arm being used as Gee’s pillow. Clearly the two of you attempted to cuddle but your tired bodies had other plans.

You stir first, the sunlight shining right on your face and waking you. You yawn tiredly, rubbing your eyes as you try to look around and feel Gee still beside you. You smiled softly, her mouth was open a little and you could hear soft snores leave her sleeping form. You wiggled out of her hold, she grumbled but did not wake.

You washed up, taking a shower and washing your hair since you felt grimy from your night out last night. Georgia was still asleep, position the same as you left her. A small smile crept up on your face, softly padding out of the room and walking into the kitchen. You decided on making a little breakfast in bed, wanting to enjoy your time off and making it a little special for the two of you.

Pulling out eggs and bacon, finding that Georgia had grabbed some bread from the supermarket too, you got to work. Georgia liked her eggs very differently from you, she also only ate them if you made them. She liked them scrambled, somewhere in between soft and medium and she claimed only you could get it right. With the bacon in the oven, you started the coffee pot while toasting the bread, humming along to the turntable playing your favorite album in the living room. Georgia was a heavy sleeper so you knew the noise wouldn’t wake her.

Making the plates, you gave Marlo a little bit of bacon with a smile. You quietly told him, “Don’t tell mummy okay darling? It’ll be our little secret, hm?” He trotted off a happy little boy with his treat. You slid the door open and set the food on the table. Georgia was still asleep, this time on your side of the bed with her head squished against the bed cutely. You climb back into bed and rub her back, kissing her hair softly.

“Good morning, baby. It’s nearly noon darling, time to get up.” You say softly into her ear, kissing her face all over. She lets out a low rumble, mumbling into your thigh which she had pressed her face into. “You’re lying. You left me, it’s not a good morning.” You chuckle and smack her shoulder lightly, seeing her smile as she opened her eyes and turned onto her back. “Hi you.” You say, kissing her lips softly. She kisses back, sighing softly and pulling away. Her eyes stare deep into yours, hands laced in yours softly. “I’ve made breakfast.” You say simply, getting out of bed to retrieve it as she sits up and rubs her eyes. “Oh darling, you didn’t need to.” She begins to argue but you shush her and put the tray in front of her. “I wanted to; we’ve had a busy couple of weeks so I thought we could enjoy some domesticity.” You say, sipping your coffee. It was still warm, the eggs just barely steaming and bacon still crispy. She immediately digs in, noticing her favorite eggs in front of her. You eat with her, the room filled with comfortable silence and the familiar smell of bacon grease.

It's all you could want on a lazy Saturday.  

4PM, Saturday Afternoon

“You’re CHEATING, Stanway!” you yell, grabbing the controller away from her meddling fingers. You both were playing FIFA and Georgia was cheating. She flung her leg at you and tried to mess with your fingers when you were concentrating on beating her ass. You were leading 3-1 and she was not happy.

“I will win, you watch!” she yelled back, almost sitting on you in an attempt to get you to drop your controller but she failed. Your iron grip determined to ride out the last minutes of the game, as your player raced down her half expertly maneuvering around hers.

“GOAL!!!!” You yell as the final whistle gets called, your character shooting a stunner into the top corner just as the timer came to an end. She threw her controller on the couch and huffed, arms crossed and pout on her lips. You celebrated a little more, laughing at her antics. Soon you gave up, sitting beside her and kissing her cheek.

“I’m mad at ya, go away.” She told you, not looking at your grinning face.

“Oh Gee, you’ve beat me hundreds of times. Let me enjoy this you sore loser.” You laughed at her, punching her arm slightly as you see a little smile lift in the corner of her lips which she tries hard to suppress. It just makes you grin harder, leaning in and kissing her nose. She pushes you away, trying to conceal her joy. Finally, she grabs you, pinning you down on the couch and kisses you hard. You kiss her back, tongue darting out and swiping across her bottom lip. She whines a little and you make out for a while.

She grins, pulling away. “I hate you, Y/L/N.”

“Oh please, you could never Stanway.”

[xhollandlilsx]

Handmade - Leah Williamson x Reader

Warnings: N/A

“You can’t just throw glitter on it”

Lucy argued as we were making posters for each other, for the game against America, they wanted posters of us up around the stadium.

Handmade ones.

“Well Luce, it’s not exactly winning any awards is it!” I half shouted playfully, as I slapped some glue on there and just dumped a handful of glitter on it. I’d tried to make her look a little less intimidating, but it started to go downhill so glitter was my saviour as much as I hated the stuff, “Not my fault your photo looks like you’ve taken Liam Neeson’s daughter”

A few of the girls burst out laughing, as I fanned myself with my hands as all the arts and crafts business was making me sweat. I only had a zip up thermal jumper on and my Nike sports bra underneath, so when I ditched my jumper, and returned to the table I saw a few almost shocked faces.

“Damn Y/L/N, since when do you have abs?!” Kiera heckled with raised eyebrows. In the corner of my eye I saw Leah’s head shoot up, as I shot a wink to Kiera and laughed. Nobody knew except Georgia and Lucy that Leah and I were together, we hid it the best we could, not wanting all the interrogation, and wanted to keep it private in the first few months.

“No seriously I can count them, drop the workout routine” Lauren laughed astounded. I shook my head looking down with a slight laugh. I never knew how to take compliments so I usually just laughed them off or replied with my usual cocky comments. There were a few more comments thrown around about my figure and a few flirtatious comments that were purely a joke. Things like:

‘Wouldn’t kick you out of bed’ and ‘Damn It’s a good day to like women’.

I carried on trying to save the poster of Lucy, to no avail as it looked like a mess but I loved it either way.

“Tah-Dah” I held it up to the camera with a big toothy smile, “So for my artwork I did the amazing Lucy Bronze, I added some of these, and those, whatever they are. And yeah. I’m proud of it. She now looks a little less crime documentary-ie”

I laughed as I walked passed Georgia who was complaining about Leah’s poster of her.

“Y/N look at this. So this is my picture, I went with, everything you can see, that’s really nice and quite truthful about Leah” Before she then reached over to grab hers that was on the table as Leah was cutting something out.

“No no I’m not done!” Leah protested making me laugh slightly, “I’ve got to rearrange things”

“Leah’s altering it because I wasn’t very satisfied. I got devil horns” She moaned looking between the camera and myself, I let out a laugh and nodded crossing my arms.

“I think that’s quite cool” Leah argued, nobody else would be able to but just from the way she avoided eye contact with me I could tell something was up.

“Yeah it’s cool but… I give her, a tiara.” She told me expecting me to tell my girlfriend off, to which I just shook my head patting Georgia on the back twice.

“I mean you’re not exactly an angel on the pitch Stanners” I laughed as I walked back to my work bench, where Ellie had leaned against it and started talking to me, we were just talking about going for food tomorrow but with the hushed tone and the closeness I could see where Leah came from when she stood up, dusting her hands off and walking out of the room.

I looked at Georgia with a frown asking her what’s up, to which she shook her head and nodded toward the door where the blonde had just left.

After dusting my own hands off and grabbing my shirt again, I excused myself and followed after her, I searched the first corridor not seeing any sign of her, as I pulled my shirt over my head.

But spotted her when I turned the next, she was leaning against the wall in a sort of squat position with her hands on her knees looking down.

“What’s up?” I asked walking over to which she looked up and me before standing up straight, I tried to make out the look on her face but I couldn’t.

“Nothing, Y/N” She shook her head going to walk past me when I stopped her placing a hand on her chest.

“Leah.”

“I’m sick of this.” She blurted out, to which I looked at her as she motioned between the two of us, my heart sinking.

“What?” I asked trying to keep my voice steady, as I now crossed my arms, swallowing hard.

“This, the sneaking around, the secrecy” She sighed, looking down.

“Leah…” I whispered before taking a deep breath and looking up at her again trying to be strong, “Do you wanna break up?”

“No! No god no.” She looked at me with wide eyes, to which I let out an audible breath I didn’t realise I was holding, “I just. I don’t wanna hide this anymore. I can’t sit there and be quiet when people are saying things like that about you”

“They were only joking Leah” I smirked at her jealousy, trying to hide the grin on my face.

“I didn’t find it funny.” She argued, “I wanna tell them.”

“Are you sure?” I asked with an almost wince, as I looked into her bright blue eyes.

“I’ve been sure since the game against Japan, I wanted to run over and kiss you when you scored with that bicycle kick.” She smirked, a goal I’d never live down, and never be able to recreate. I smiled slightly at her proud face.

Letting out a small sigh smoothing out my ponytail, and swallowing hard, “Yeah… yeah okay”

With that she finally let a small smile wash over her features as she pulled me into a kiss, her lips soft against mine as I felt her hands go under my shirt and against my abdomen, trailing down. One of my hands was on her cheek as the other placed itself on the small of her back.

“Don’t be shy” I rolled my eyes sarcastically, making her take her hands from my stomach. With a smile I placed a kiss on her forehead.

“Now come on before Georgia decides to do her own poster” I laughed taking her hand in mine and kissing the back of it as we walked.

A/N:

Only a short one but here you go 🤗

[violetmuses]

Does anyone have GIFS of Joe from his college football years? 🏈

@episodes-ff @expert-texpert @persethegawd @adriennegabriella @fearlesschimera @secretlifeoofmarpessa @mytribalnightmare @adoresmiles @blackgurlnhermoods @babybratzmaraj 🏷

[viandclintbarton-supremacy]

Do a reality show hey said, it would be fun they said, you just have to live with two other footballers for a month. Easy, they roommates will get along they said.............

You think as you find your two roomates shouting at each other.

You stood in dread, you have to live with two girls who might tear each other apart

Welcome to Three is the magic number!

Our three members are legends I the fame of football.

Y/N L/N

GEORGIA STANWAY

KATIE MCCABE.

WHAT COULD GO WRONG

shit you thought....

Teaser for Three is the magic number

Excited????

[tracksuitlesbian]

Spain 0 - 1 Georgia

[kaitlindogood]

❤️🤍, more than 90 minutes - episode 6: twice in a row

[codedsoul]

[imverits]

[nuwfc]

[masoncarr2244]

Anthony Evans III - Georgia Bulldogs at. Florida Seminoles 12/30/23/

[xhollandlilsx]

Red Card (pt 2) - (Leah Williamson x Reader)

Concept- Leah and Y/N have been broken up for months, but things kick off when Leah gets jealous during the game against Y/Ns team.

Warnings: Shit Ending.

Pt 1 << Here.

“You ready?” Ella asked as I sat down next to her on the bus, we were still waiting for a few players to arrive but because of the cold they let us on the coach early.

“Of course!” I replied excitedly. The recovery period was awful. 6 weeks of not playing, my first training session back I could not keep up, I knew I’d be on the bench at the start of the game, Marc had an idea of me being a ‘Super Sub’.

I’d only been back for one game before international break started and we were thrown into the England base camp, we had a game against

“You heard from-“

“Yep. A good amount of messages and calls”

“Did you answer?” She asked as we waited at a traffic light and I put ABBA on for her.

“Nope.” I sighed, “She tried to talk to me at training this week too, I just walked away, I couldn’t.”

She did refrain from asking any more, when she realised my tone had changed. It hurt me to ignore Leah but she messed up. Big time.

I pulled my AirPods from my England puffer jacket I had wrapped around me, and offered one to Ella. I wanted to get my head in focus, so I put mine in as Ella shrugged and accepted it putting it in her ear.

*******

We got off the coach and I took a deep breath, before stepping off after Lucy, I’d spent the week with Georgia, Lucy and Kiera, whenever they weren’t with Leah. I wasn’t petty, I was pissed off.

I looked into the camera to the right of us as we walked into Wembley, preparing for the game against Brazil. Raised a fist up and silently cheered before laughing and carrying on walking.

We all made our way to the changing room as I walked over to my shirt, putting my duffel bag on the floor. I smiled at my name in big letters along with the number 11, taking a deep breath I left it on its hanger and sat under it, seeing Georgia pull her phone out and take a photo, so I posed for it before grabbing my shin pads and throwing them on under my joggers.

When it was time to go out and warm up, the atmosphere was insane, ever since the euros there has been a massive influx of fans. I jogged over to the other side line, as fans cheered and clapped, I ran along side Alessia and Chloe. All of us running almost in waves to the side line as fans cheered, the three of us ran over and started to pass one of the balls back and forth between us.

“You alright?” I asked Less, as she looked slightly nervous, like something was bothering her.

“Yeah!” She smiled before kicking the ball to Chloe.

After we’d all warmed up, we began to walk back inside. I shoved my hands in my pockets, only taking them out to wave at a few fans sat around the tunnel.

*******

The game kicked off, and I was not in the starting eleven. If I’m honest I didn’t want to be. I liked the idea of being a ‘super sub’ for this game, I knew the way Brazil operated.

I sat on the side rubbing my hands together trying to generate some heat, the whistle blew for the kick off after everyone took the knee.

The game started off with England having most possession, but Brazil were putting up a good fight. I spent most of the first half an hour ruining my vocal chords, screaming and shouting while sat next to Alessia and Nikita.

“We aren’t playing wide enough” Nikita spoke as she watched. I nodded before I saw one of the Brazilian players collide, hard, with Leah.

“Ref!” I shouted from the side line. It was dirty and anyone with eyes could see that. Leah was stopping that player at any opportunity Brazil made, so you could tell the player had enough, “What the fuck!”

I shook my head as I crossed my arms and watched the ref hold up a yellow card, though Leah was limping back into position.

“Serena, how long?” I asked, hoping to go on soon. My eyes stayed trained on Leah, how she was limping.

“Not yet” She shook her head, I trusted her more than anything, I knew she was only keeping me off because of my injury, and worry that I wouldn’t be 100% like I usually am.

******

Half way through the second half I saw Serena wave me over. I quickly threw my bib off and warmed up, running up and down the side line a couple times.

I adjusted my socks before the ref called for the substitution, Chloe ran over to me and high-fived me before whispering ‘number 15’ in my ear. Meaning number 18 is gonna be my biggest problem.

I nodded before jogging on and into position, where there was a throw in being taken.

‘Substitution for England, coming off, number eighteen, Chloe Kelly. Being substituted for number eleven, Y/N Y/L/N.’

It always felt good when fans screamed when your name was called out, but nothing like Wembley. The crowd erupted, making Georgia look at me with a ‘what the-‘ look to which I mirrored.

I tucked my fly always behind my ears and waited for the ref to blow the whistle to start again. When she did we were off.

It didn’t take long for me to get the ball from one of their players, passing it out wide to Ella. I didn’t waste any time in running up the pitch, Ella made it around the players coming at her and attempted a cross, at which when I went to connect my foot to it, I felt a huge shove to the back by a pair of hands making me fall forward to my knees.

“What the fuck!” I shouted standing up again, as the ref blew the whistle, almost squaring up to the girl.

“Não havia nada de errado com isso. Eu mal toquei em você!” She argued to which I lost it.

“Você me empurrou pelas costas! Foda-se cara.” I shook my head as the ref came and stood between us, holding up a yellow card, booking her.

“Back into position!” Leah shouted over the fans cheering at the ref’s decision, I shook my head before walking back into position, fans chanting ‘my’ chant, the reaction from fans never ceases to amaze me, especially when you actually look up and see signs with your name on, or backs with your name on.

Around the 80th minute we were drawing 1-1, Leah had been subbed off due to her limp along with Lauren and Fran. My eyes scanned every player wearing a white shirt and nodded to myself a million plays taking place in my head. I waited until I had the ball at my feet, before passing it long out wide to Ella again, only I just about made it to the edge of the box when a cross came in from Ella.

My foot made contact with it sending it above the goalkeepers hands and into the back of the net. Excitement filling my body as I ran over to the side and jumped turning mid air and pointing to the name on the back of my shirt with my thumbs.

The crowd was ecstatic, I smiled as Georgia jumped into my arms. I lifted her up and laughed as a bunch of the other girls ran over and hugged us too. On my run back to my position I looked over to see Leah cheering too ^^, giving me a proud nod.

I kept my head down for the rest of the game managing two more goals in the space of 11 minutes, including five minutes added time. I couldn’t have done it without the amazing assists from the girls but I was happy for once with the way I’d played.

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On the walk back to the changing room we made our way to the tunnel, and Kiera jumped on my back, messing my ponytail up.

I shook my head before shrugging her off and smiling at a group of fans with their phones out and holding signs up with my name on it. I saw a little girl smiling with her beanie on a little too low and a United shirt with my name on for me to sign.

I shook my head before pointing to the pen in her hand, and mouthing ‘pen’ to her knowing she wouldn’t hear me over the music and the fans, and she threw it down to me. I saw Leah stop beside me looking up in confusion as to what I was doing.

I took my England shirt from over my head and told Leah to turn around so I could sign it on her back. She did so without any protest, silently hoping this was a sign we were good again. I just knew there was no point being at odds when there’s this many cameras on us.

I signed it and wrapped it up in a ball with the pen and threw it up to the little girl. I saw her begin to cry as I blew her a kiss and waved at a few others before walking inside with Leah and now Georgia.

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The game ended on a 2-1 win to England, Lucy and I scoring the goals for England. Once in the changing room after I sat next to Georgia as she was wearing number 10, and we were talking about the game when I saw her look over to the other side of the room and nod.

I followed her eyes but there was a few of them, so I didn’t know who she was nodding to.

“Y’alright?” I asked her to which she nodded and closed her duffel bag.

“Please talk to her. I know what happened, and it was shitty. But please” Georgia begged me before walking out with a few of the other girls, leaving just Leah, Ellie and I.

Although I think Ellie got the picture when she looked between us and excused herself taking her half opened bag with her.

“Y/N.” She started before stopping obviously not having planned this out, “You have every reason to hate me. Like really hate me. I already hate myself, If I could take it back I would, I don’t even know what came over me. I was blind with anger.”

“Why?”

“W-when I saw you… with Russo. I lost it… I thought you’d moved on, and I couldn’t bare to see you move on. I know it’s selfish.” She sighed sitting opposite me, resting her elbows on her knees like I was.

“Leah you fractured my ribs.” I told her, with a heavy breath, “Alessia told me you had been giving her the cold shoulder all week too. I told you time and time again when we were together that I had no interest in Less. That I only wanted you, but you never accepted that. But what you did, Leah…”

“I know. God Y/N I know, I hate myself for what I did, when I saw you in that hospital room I was disgusted with myself, and I know I was a dick to you, but Y/N I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, I just… I’m not asking you to be with me, I just need you to hear that I’m sorry.”

“I hear you.” I nodded, my tone a little more blunt than I intended to be, before picking my duffel bag up from the floor and attempting to walk out of the door to my left when she shot up and stopped me by placing her hands either side of my cheeks, with a ‘no…’.

We both stumbled slightly before she placed her forehead against mine, “I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry. Im sorry, I’m sorry.”

She repeated like a prayer whispering, as I closed my eyes, as much as she hurt me, I couldn’t deny the full feeling in my heart, the small ache when she stood so close to me. We’ve all done things we regret when angry, said things, punched things, threw things, but this wasn’t something I was gonna take lightly.

The way her hair eyes watered as she let a small sob interrupt her ‘sorry’s’. I wrapped my arms around her waist as she wrapped hers around my neck, I sighed, realising no matter what happens, I will love this girl with every fibre of my being.

I knew I couldn’t forgive her fully yet, but I also knew I couldn’t stay mad at her, I wanted to forgive her, but I had to take the first step.

Acceptance.

A/N: I hate this. I hate the ending but oh well, Bon appetite.

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GO. DAWGS!!

I can’t believe what I just experienced. Talk about a nail-biter. My heart is still racing! And the fact that it ended RIGHT at midnight… 🎉 Can’t wait for L.A. 😪🐾❤️

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