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little things, alessia russo x reader
summary: based on little things by one direction (big fan yup) where r is a bit insecure about certain things and alessia makes sure to let r know she loves everything about r.
a/n: just smth random i came up w while iâm writing on chicago p2 bc iâm currently stuck lol. wrote this in the middle of the night so donât mind eventual mistakes⊠send in recs if you want to :)
wc: 2,3k ish
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you and alessia had been together for a long time now, with your 2 years anniversary coming up in only a few weeks. you loved doing things together, watching movies or series, going out for a walk or shopping. literally anything
football might be your biggest shared interest though, whether it was watching a game or playing it. but it was not hard to see who was playing professionally and who played in a normal sunday league.
alessia played football for a living, her days consisted of training on and off the pitch and of course football games against big, top teams, weekly. whereas you were working as a chef at a restaurant and only had training 2-3 times a week plus a game on the weekends.
despite the big difference of professionalism you played in, you both were each others biggest fan and supporter. you were at all arsenalâs home games and even some away games if possible, and alessia was at yours. of course if you or her didnât have your own game at the same time, which occasionally happened.
alessia never looked down at you for not being a professional footballer, rather the other way around. she was happy and proud that you got to the two things you loved the most, cooking food during the days and playing football in the evenings. but even if alessia never had an opinion about this, didnât mean you nor especially the fans highlighted this at times.
as you were the girlfriend of the top player and front face of the lionesses and arsenal, people didnât shy away from sharing their ignorant opinions. when alessia saw a rude comment about you she would always delete it, before she read half of it and especially before you got the chance to even know about it. but since you were together with alessia, you had around 30k followers on instagram yourself and a lot of the ignorant comments ended up in your comment section as well.
you knew you shouldnât care, but you couldnât help but read every single negative comment about you. it was everything from you using alessia for her being famous and having a lot of money, to not being good enough for her and being an ugly and bad person. the comments about you only âusingâ her didnât really bother you, as you and not to mention, alessia knew that it wasnât true. but it was rather the comments about you being too ugly, or not that a good enough person for her that made you feel like the smallest person on earth.
this had been going on ever since you got together and the public eye found out about it. at first it didnât bother you, but as time went on it started to get to you. the blonde and you had talked about it before, but even if you werenât, you always made sure to say that you were fine.
as of lately alessia had started to notice that you were feeling a bit more tired and down than usually. at first she thought it was because of your job and how hectic it was. but she shortly after realised it was because of all comments on social media.
and with that she started to make more efforts than usually to make you feel as special and loved as you deserved, not to mention how she felt about you.
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as a person in general, you were a bit insecure about yourself. you didnât like certain things with your body or the way you looked.
as time passed alessia started to figure out more of your small insecurities, how every time she tried to make a short video with you, you always stayed quiet because you didnât like the way your voice sounded on camera.
how you never got changed in front of her, despite being together for a long, long time. because you didnât like how your stomach or thighs looked. she obviously had seen you without clothes before, but it was different when you changed and got dressed. it made you feel more conscious about the way you looked, in a way you didnât like and therefore didnât want alessia to see.
but also how you recently had stopped coming along to nights out and dinners with her team, because you were insecure or what other people would think. despite alessia always telling you how much the team loved you and wanted you there.
alessia knew these things made you insecure, but these were also the things she loved about you the most. the way you looked, the way you were, the way you smiled and laughed. your voice, your body. everything.
at first she didnât want these little things to slip out, in case it made you more insecure. but she quickly realised the best way to make you feel more comfortable and confident, was to bring your insecurities up, subtly and in a reassuring way, one by one.
every time you smiled you got small crinkles by your eyes and for some reason fans started to point that out, together with your freckled cheeks. alessia didnât understand, as she thought those were two of the cutest things about you, but you hated them.
now when she started to see the comments more often, she realised that was the reason why you started to cover your freckles up with makeup, and at least try to smile less. not that it really worked when you were with alessia, who stumbled around and laughed all the time.
âbabe, youâre so beautiful today.â alessia said as the two of you got ready to head out for a little walk in the park. âwhy are you putting on makeup? youâre just as beautiful without it.â she smiled softly.
âi dunno.â you mumbled. âdonât really like my freckles.â you said lowly. with that alessia walked up behind you, where you sat by the desk in your shared bedroom, and hugged you tightly from behind.
âyou.â kiss. âare.â kiss. âmore.â kiss. âbeautifulâ. kiss. âthan.â kiss. âanyone.â kiss. âelse. â kiss. âin.â kiss. âthe.â kiss. âworld.â the blonde said as she kissed you freckles.
âstoppp less, youâre ruining my makeup.â you said, but couldnât help but feeling a smile creeping up in the corner of your mouth.
ânooo!!â she said. âiâm just making sure your natural beauty is showing.â she continued as she bombed kisses on you again. you couldnât help but laugh at that. âthereâs the beautiful smile of yours.â alessia said simply.
it took you another 20 minutes to get ready before your headed out. instantly when you stepped out of the port of your stairwell, alessia grabbed you hand and gave it a tight squeeze.
âyou know, your hands fits perfectly in mine.â the striker said softly.
âwhat do you mean less?â you asked confused, not quite catching what she meant.
âi donât know, i just know it feels perfect to hold it in my hand.â she smiled with a chuckle. you nodded slowly, still not getting where she came from. but it was something with the way she had said it while squeezing your hand, that made you feel good. you felt yourself being thrown out of your thoughtss as alessia pulled you with her and started to walk towards the park, while babbling about her upcoming game against liverpool this weekend.
when you stopped in the middle of the park by a big tree alessia suggested that the two of you should make a tiktok together. a video where youâd have to rank her arsenal teammates.
âno i canât do that.â you said with a laugh. âtheyâre gonna kill me.â
ânoo, babe!! itâll be fun, they will love it.â she laughed as she pulled up her phone.
âokay, just because i love you. but donât post it!! i donât uh, want people to hear my- to see what my ranking.â you said quietly.
âoh y/n, itâll be fine. everyone will laugh at how pissed leah will be when she sees sheâs not your number one.â alessia chuckled. âbesides, everyone should get to hear that beautiful voice of yours when you explain your rankings.â she continued, subtly mentioning yet another insecurity. you instantly felt yourself relaxing a little when she said that. to be honest you hadnât really realised that you had tensed up in the first place.
âletâs do this then, less.â you said as you grabbed her phone and started the ranking.
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âi canât believe you were about to put frida at number one.â alessia said with a grunt as you finished.
âwell she is just the best, isnât she?â you asked with a smile.
âwell⊠no. i am supposed to be there, i swear if you werenât with me right now, you wouldâve put her as your number 1.â alessia answered with a unhappy voice.
ânooo babe, iâd never do that!!â you laughed. âyou are obviously my number one!â
âand so are you y/n/n! you are my forever number one and i love you and everything about you.â the blonde said softly as she gave hugged you and kissed your cheek. âletâs post this and see how the girls reacts.â she continues as she posted the video.
just then she got a message from leah in the arsenal group chat, asking whoâd be joining for dinner aka ordering food, and movie night at her place tomorrow night. a flood of âyesâ and âmeâ came right away when alessia looked at you.
âyou want to go?â she asked hopefully.
âuh i donât know, donât want to intrude your team bonding night.â you said lowly.
âno y/n babe, first you could never do that. the girls have been asking if you wonât being joining anytime soon anyways. and besides, itâs just movie night tmrw.â alessia explained as she took your hand and gave it a squeeze.
âwell, okay then i guess.â you said.
âYESSSS!!!â the england forward squealed as she sent a quick âme and y/n are coming!â to the group chat and right away an even bigger flood of âyes!â, âwohooâ and âfinallyâ came.
as tomorrow evening eventually came around, you and the blonde got ready together. since it was just movie night and leahâs, you wouldnât dress up fancy. so you grabbed a pair of black jeans and a t-shirt as you headed towards your bathroom to get changed. but before you managed to take a step alessia grabbed your arm and hugged you tightly.
âyou know i donât mind you changing clothes in front of me.â she said softly as she hugged you tighter.
âi know, itâs just uh me. i donât know, itâs stupid. of course i should be able to change in front of my girlfriend of almost two years.â you said while you let go of alessia to look into her eyes.
âbaby, itâs not stupid the way you feel. i just want you to know that i love you and i love every single thing about you. i love your eyes, your smile, how you look and oh my god, have you seen your body?â she said softly and you canât help but smile a little. âif you donât feel comfortable to change in front of me, i wonât stop you. but i want you to feel comfortable with me, no matter what. i donât care what other people say or think and you shouldnât either. because you are more perfect than anyone else. okay?â alessia continued.
all you could do was just stare at your girlfriends. you realised where she was coming from with all of this, but to be honest, it made you feel better. she was right, the only opinion you really cared about was hers, and you knew how much she loved you.
âi know, i just feel so self conscious and insecure sometimes. i wish i didnât but i canât help but being affected by it.â you answered.
âyou know love, those things you are self conscious about, are some of the things i love the most you.â she said as she once again gave you one of her famous âlessi bear hugsâ.
âyeah i know less, thank you so much.â you said hugging her back. after some time you finally let go of each other and you felt truly safe and loved by the striker. you took a deep breath and actually felt comfortable enough to change in front of your girlfriend.
all alessia could do was looking at you with the proudest smile ever. she was happy that her little side mission had worked out the way she wanted to, that you felt better about yourself and also felt more comfortable around her.
what took her by surprise though was that you for the first time in a long, long time didnât cover up your freckles with makeup. all you did was curling your eyelashes and put on some mascara. alessia once again looked at you with the biggest and proudest smile as well as heart eyes. oh, that girl was head over heels for you.
âyouâre so beautiful, my girl.â alessia said with a grin.
when you 20 minutes later arrived at leahâs house and went to knock on the door, it was instantly opened by a not super happy looking leah.
âhow dare you not put as number 1 and not even number 2, but 3 on your list, miss?â she said while giving you a stern look, but you could hear the teasing in her voice.
âtold youâŠâ alessia whispered in your ear lowly, with a laugh. âiâll leave the two of you to figure this out.â she continued and walked into great the rest of the team.
âwell hello to you too leahâŠâ you laughed. âi guess i just donât love you as much as less.â
âokay thatâs fair BUT YOU PUT FRIDA OVER ME??â leah shouted.
âwell, if it makes you feel any better, i almost put frida above lessi. but then i wouldnât have had a place to sleep in.â you laughed.
after some back and forth you finally settled on a fair ranking where, spoilers, leah ended up as your number 1. then leah finally let you into her house and let you in with a happy smile over a face so you could greet the other arsenal players there.
the night was amazing, just what you needed. you felt safe around alessia and her teammates and you didnât feel like you were in the way and disturbing them. they made you laugh all the time, and now the crinkles by your eyes didnât bother you anymore.
even if alessiaâs mission was accomplished, she didnât stop reminding you how much she loved you. everything about you. that the little things you were subconscious about, made you to the amazing person that you were and the person alessia loved so much.
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chicago, alessia russo x reader
summary: story based on the song chicago by louis tomlinson. angst and no happy ending. stream chicago itâs bangerđ„
a/n: english is not my first language and iâm dead tired + wrote it in the middle of the night, so sorry if the grammar and stuff is shit at timesđ„Č also itâs like my first fic writte so yea:o ig if you have an idea of a story or smth send them in :)
wc: 1,8k ish
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alessia was sitting on the coach of her apartment in north london, as she scrolled through instagram⊠or stalking through your instagram to be precise. your last post being a picture of your now 18 month(đ„Č) old baby.
âmy baby girl olivia is now 18 months oldđ„čâ€ïžâ the caption said.
a tear formed in her eye as she thought of the name. the name that her and you had come up with together, at the age of 13. the name she thought you would name you little baby together. the name that you now used for your own baby, without her.
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alessia and you had been close friends since middle school, when you both were 9.
it had been a normal school day where alessia sat daydreaming about going professional in the thing she loved the most, football, when the blondes friend lisa came running towards her.
âlessi!!! giorgio and peter are at it again.â she said while breathing out.
âhuh?â the young girl answered as her head jerked up.
âthey got into some argument and itâs getting heated.â lisa answered as the two began running towards the fight. âi think you can talk him out of it.â she continued.
âGIORGIO!â she yelled.
âPETER!â someone else yelled at the same time.
alessia saw how her brother and the other boy looked towards her and the other voice quickly. at that time teachers had arrived as well and told the boys off. so instead of parenting her older brother, the blonde looked over to the other voice and caught your eyes, as you were looking at her with curiosity.
âwowâ she thought to yourself âshe has the coolest outfit everâ so like the 9- year old she was, she walked over to you and introduced herself. âhello, my name is alessia, but my friends call me less or lessi and i think your outfit is so cooll!â she said.
âhi alessia, iâm y/n, my freinds call me y/n/n. â you answered excitedly. âthank you, your eyes are so, so pretty.â you continued, entirely mesmerised by her blue eyes. âoh and that potato head over there, is my brother peter.â
âthe boy who fought with your brother is my big brother gio. he usually is the best, we play football together all the time!â alessia laughed.
âno way? i love football too!â you screamed excitedly. âwould you like to play with me sometime?â
and just like that a wonderful friendship blossomed out between alessia and you. years passed and the bond the blonde shared with you, only grew stronger. as the two of you turned 16 she realised she might be feeling something else than normal friendship for you. little did she know, you felt the same about her.
as the weeks past the two of you became a bit more and more bold and flirtier, and then all of a sudden you started dating. both of your families loved the other girl. even your big brothers had become friendly and only bantered up a little now and then, but more as a joke of course.
after a few months, on alessiaâs 17th birthday, you officially asked the blonde to be your girlfriend. she answered more than happily with a âyes!â. the other present from you might have been even better though. it was your black nike hoodie, that smelled just like you.
both alessia and you loved football, but it was clear as a day who was actually going for it and who wasnât, and had it more like a side hobby.
alessia was thriving and was currently playing for chelseaâs academy team as well as playing for englandâs youth team. you were more than happy for her and watched as she smashed in goal after goal week in and week out.
alessia was so proud of you who were doing quite good as well, playing for the local team in kent. ruling the midfield and scoring some nice goals yourself. of course, when she didnât have training or her own games, she was there to watch.
everything between the two of you was just perfect, you went to school, played football and had each other. and that weekly routine worked perfectly well for you.
but as they say, all good comes to an end.
the blonde striker and you had only one month left of school before graduating and you were buzzing. you had told your girlfriend that you werenât too sure of what to do now. sure, you had applied for some courses at a university in london. but other than that your plan was to chill a bit, playing some football and so on. it was no real rush anyways.
alessia on the other hand, had big plans coming up. the striker had applied for different collages in the usa to be able to play football on a higher level, as well as studying. but these great plans of hers werenât anything you were aware of.
so graduation came, you were celebrating with your friends from school, as well as had a graduation party with each other that your families had planned. everything was just perfect. a few days later alessia had to leave for camp, and thatâs when she thought it was time to break the news to you.
âuh, y/nâŠâ she started as she felt a big lump in her throat. âi uh- i, i have a applied for some collages in the usa for the upcoming years. and i uh, i got accepted for unc in north carolina.â she stuttered out nervously.
âoh.â was all you got out, as she saw tears threatening behind your eyes. âless that is great for you.â you forced out with a weak smile that didnât quite reach your eyes.
âiâm so sorry i didnât tell you sooner, i really am.â the blonde whispered out. âbut i just, i just didnât know how to tell you and then time passed and you kn-â
âi get it alessia.â you said bluntly. alessia frowned a bit at the usage of her full name, instead of one of a nickname she knew you had, on your never ending list.
âbut i thought we could make it work anyways. iâd come back when i have breaks, and maybe you could do the same and we call and text each other all the time. i mean we can do that yeah?â she started to ramble.
âi⊠i have to go.â you said and left, slamming the door in her face a little too hard. with the sound of your steps leaving, alessia broke down on the floor and cried. this was not the way she had thought itâd be.
sad and slow alessia went to camp, as she put on a smile on her face. this time it didnât quite reach her eyes though. when game day came around, the lionesses were playing in london. the blonde excitedly looked towards the small crowd to see if you were there, like you had planned. but to her disappointment, you werenât. she saw her mom looking at her with sad smile, confirming what she feared.
after camp, alessia went straight to your house, only to be met by your mom, who didnât look oh- so happy.
âplease let me talk to her, i need to speak to y/n.â the blonde pleaded.
âalessia, she is broken, she doesnât want to see you right now.â your mom answered with a stern face. âand you know why.â she added quickly.
of course alessia knew all this was her fault, but she also knew this was something she had to do for her career. so when august came around, she packed all her stuff and flew to her new home for the upcoming years.
the two of you hadnât spoken since before her england camp, despite her texting and calling everyday, with no success of reaching you. as the blonde forward landed in north carolina, she sent yet another text message âiâm in the usa now. i miss you y/n, please call me<3 i know we can work this outâ. to her big surprise you this time gave her a short reply âi miss you too, good luck with everything.â
maybe, just maybe this bitter end of yours, would turn around? maybe that could be the case for you two.
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the years past and alessia was now in back in england, more specifically in the red side of manchester. she had also gotten her first call up to national team. her time at collage had been an absolute blast, but not one day went without her thinking of you.
thanks to social media, she knew you lived in central london now. she knew you studied at queen mary university to become a journalist, a dream you had had as you grew older. and she knew you had a new life, that didnât include her.
the years flew by and right out of nowhere alessia was the front face for the lionesses having won the euros, gotten a silver medal in the world cup and was now settled in north london. but still, not a day went by without her thinking of you. not a day went by without her wishing she could tell you about all her adventures and experiences sheâd gotten the past years. not a day went by without her wishing to have you in her life. she wondered if you kept up with her life, what you wouldâve said and if you were proud of her.
it had been a tough game for arsenal against their blue london rivals, chelsea. the blues had beaten the gooners with a comfortable 3-1 win at stamford bridge. despite the loss, she bid her thank yous to the fans, as well as signing some autographs and taking some photos. just as she was about to walk away into the dressing rooms, she spotted a face she would recognise anywhere. was it you? it couldnât be? she blinked, and just like that you were gone.
as the striker got home she burst down in tears, putting on the hoodie you once gave her, thinking back to all the times you had been there and comforted her. especially after a loss. you always knew what to say and what to do, to make her feel better.
alessia replayed the day she told you about her heading off to collage over and over again, and thought once again, what she couldâve done differently. so the arsenal player grabbed her phone and typed in your contact, because of course she still had it saved with a red heart next to your name. but she quickly came to her senses and closed her phone. she couldnât be that selfish.
she knew you were happy and had a baby. she knew that her name was olivia, just like the two of you had planned. what alessia didnât know was whether after all these years, you had forgiven her or not. because believe her or not, even if it didnât work out, the years you had together ever since you were 9 years old were the most meaningful and important to her.
but, maybe it wasnât meant to be.
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