𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 - 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

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𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 - 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
requested by Sc00ters
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a/n: covid doesn't exist here :)

a chorus of thousands of cheers reverberated around the stadium as the final whistle blew. It was official: liverpool fc were champions of england. after a season of hard-fought games and seemingly endless press coverage, they'd finally done it, and 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 could not have been more proud.

she'd been close with the boys ever since her childhood best friend 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫-𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐝 had signed for them, and she'd been catapulted into a red-tinted world of anfield nights, quickly-taken corners and heart-stopping games.

maisie could still remember the night she first met 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲 𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐬𝐨𝐧, when she accidentally tipped an entire glass of beer over him. it was the same night that she'd met the rest of the squad, liverpool fc's annual christmas party. trent had asked her to come along as his plus one (he didn't want to invite one of his brothers, for fear that the other one would be annoyed at being left out), and she'd happily agreed. looking back, that night had been one of her favourite nights ever, and had only strengthened her love for the merseyside club.

the memory of that night flickered across her mind as she watched trent and andy grab each other in a tight embrace down on the pitch. her heart swelled with pride and she had to close her eyes to squash the urge to cry.

as soon as the medals had been presented and the trophy had been lifted (maisie hadn't been able to quell the tears for that). rebeca, fabinho's wife, grabbed her hand, 'come on, let's go down and celebrate with them!' suddenly maisie was caught up in a tide of people all heading in the direction of the pitch, talking and laughing eagerly.

maisie stepped out onto the pitch under the bright lights of anfield, gazing around her at the families and friends laughing, crying and talking together.

and in the middle of the chaos was andy, smiling at her. maisie rushed over to him and jumped into his arms.

'i'm so proud of you!' she managed to choke out, the tears really coming now. andy laughed, squeezing her tight.

'don't cry, you're going to set me off!' he giggled, 'what a night!'

'let's get a picture of you two!' rebeca hurried over, pulling her phone out her pocket. maisie grabbed andy's medal as it hung around his neck and put it in her mouth, grinning at the camera.

as rebeca walked away excitedly, ready to play photographer for someone else as fabinho celebrated with his parents, andy pulled maisie in and pressed a kiss to her lips.'

'my champion.' maisie whispered, smiling as she leaned her head on andy's shoulder.

andy gently tilted her face so their eyes were locked, 'i love you.'

'i love you too.' maisie realised she was crying again as she heard robbo say the words for the first time.

'look at the pair of them!' a familiar scouse accent reached their ears, 'i claim bridesmaid.'

maisie giggled, turning around to take in the scenes around her. the perfect night.

[had to restrain myself from
calling him robbo in this...]