Footballer Imagines (Premier League)

Unpredicted friendship - Scott McTominay

A/N: sorry for lack of updates and not being as active, trying to catch up to speed with all the imagines and that

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Scott where maybe she does admin or something at the club. She keeps herself to herself so he thinks she hates him. The other players don't get it cause they get on with her. She's working late and her ex shows up and is being a total douche and Scott is the only other one about and helps her get him away and they kinda bond from that?

"Yeah yeah working overtime tonight, got a pile of paperwork to sort out" you tiredly smiled with a roll of the eyes as the lads sighed with a pout, "you know I'd come out for a drink if I could" you giggled, gazing around at the saddened looks. "The girls were looking forward to seeing you as well" Marcus said as you nodded, "I know me too...next time Rashford" you promised, crossing your heart as you said your goodbyes to the quite excited boys, loud as ever as they sang their celebrations from the victory they gotten today in a nice 4-3 against the rivals. "Oh and don't forgot to have a drink for me" you shouted down the corridor as they just laughed, "don't worry we won't" a roar of replies came flooding back, "hey don't stay too late mind" Dean winked, giving you a hug on the way out of the building, being the last to leave as per usual.

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About an hour later and you were deep in thought, the concentration levels at an all time high as you raced through the ton of sheets, wanting to get home soon as seeing as it was a Saturday night and there was a Hawaiian pizza with your name on it defrosting on the kitchen counter. You being the paranoid, self conscious person you are shot up out your seat when you heard the slightest clattering come from the main door, and although you needed a key card to actually open the door, you count help but take a quick look, you know, just to ease your mind.

"Oh you have to be having a laugh" your eyes widened as you found your recent ex stood outside the main entrance of Old Trafford, trying his hardest to get the door to open so he can 'win you back' as he put it, "look that door ain't budging so got gone alright" you laughed, standing with crossed arms. "Come on, just give me 5 mins I need to talk to you" he pleaded, not giving in easy, "Y/E/N there's nothing to say, you cheated on me with some randomer from the club and then I ended things...simple" you stated, staying true to your words. "It was ONE mistake and it meant nothing...is it really worth throwing a relationship of three years away for some stupid shag" he sighed, rambling on about a load of pointless shit as you were trying to figure out a way to get him away from your place of work...to which he attempted to break into by the way.

"Just go...NOW before I get security" you shouted through the glass door, absolutely shitting yourself as there was in fact no one else in the building apart from you which meant no one around to help deal with the man who was ok the verge of sobbing his heart out. "You heard her mate, get gone before I call the police" you heard a half familiar voice creep up behind you, his breath warm and minty on your neck and the scent of his sweet cologne drifting your way, "fine but I'll not give up Y/N...I'll win you back" your mad ex called before stumbling off.

"Oh, thank you...what are you doing here Scott?" you asked surprised, making your way back to your office as he followed, "wanted to get in some more drills in peace, sometimes it like being with a bunch of teens with them lot" he laughed, referring to his teammates to which you couldn't defend, they were the loudest group of men you've ever known. "Yeah I know what you mean, why do you think I'm on overtime, it's impossible to concentrate with them down the hallway shouting about whatever they can" you giggled back, falling into your chair with a sigh as Scott parked himself on to your desk.

"I never really see you about, where've you been hiding McTominay" you said with furrowed eyebrows as he set him gaze to the floor, "you never seem to talk to me, thought you hated me if I'm honest" he shrugged, heartily trying to seem bothered which made you feel awful. "Oh god no I don't hate you Scott...I just prefer to keep myself to myself, you know? And as for the other lads, I've known them for years and it's hard to keep to you when they're so outgoing" you grinned, placing a hand on his as he raised his view, staring deep into your eyes as his face lit up. "I mean as long as you don't have anything against me, how about we start again...it's nice to meet you Y/N" he smirked as you giggled at his remark, "oh so you know my name do you" as you shook his head, "well...only because that strange fella outside kept saying it every second, he was a dick by the way, no offence"

"None taken, just a crazy ex who can't seem to get over me...it's hard to forget a beautiful face like this though" you joked, flicking your hair back as he nodded in agreement, which made things tiny bit awkward. "So...not fancy going out with the boys then?" you broke the silence as he yawned, "I'm shattered to be truthful, will probably just have a drink at home. Fancy joining me?" he asked hopeful as you eagerly nodded, "got nothing else planned tonight expect having a pizza that's been sat in the freezer for about a month so" you laughed, releasing just how sad your life is at times. "I'm in need of a large vodka and coke after today" you sighed, shoving on your coat and flicking the lights off, "you're not the only one...better not be a lightweight mind" he joked back with a wink as you playfully nudged him, "oh don't worry I ain't McTominay, I could out drink you easy as day" as yous made your way out the building into the cold night in Manchester, the rain pouring down as always 🤍