footballer imagines

Mason Mount

Pretends he hates you because he cant accept he is falling in love with you

"oyyy, she is fit. Mase, mase look. Isnt that your friend?" Mason scoffed and turned his nose up. "Dec, i hate her. Shes not even good looking." Declan clearly felt the opposite of mason.
"Well if you dont go for her soon, then i sure will." Masons eyes widened and he almost panicked, "NO!"

Mason hid his feelings about everything. Especially about his neighbour. He would never tell anybody how he felt about her. he hasnt even told declan, who he trusts the most.

"Alrighttt, calm yourself. Anyway, do you want another drink?" Mason nodded then rested his chin on his palm. He watched the girl dancing with some guy which made his blood boil.
He felt he should do something.
Go over to her?
Shout her over?
Beat the guy up? No thats too far.

"Masonnnn.. how are you?" The girl slurred. Before he knew it, she was over at his table basically sitting on his lap. "Get off me." He said, pushing her off. "But i thought you liked it" mason scoffed once again, "no. I dont. You know i dont like you."

The girl sat back on his lap and started tracing her finger along his arm. "Well get used to it sweetie, because im not going anywhere," mason drew in a shaky breath and squeezed his eyes shut. "Why dont you go back to your boyfriend on the dance floor? Hes waiting." He pointed over but she didnt even look away from mason and shook her head.

"Can you get off my lap now?" Mason looked around for declan, who was taking way too long just to get a few drinks. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and started typing something. "Who are you texting?" She asked with a sweet smile, still tracing shapes on his arm. "No one."

where are you?

Mason kept his phone on waiting for a reply. "Soo, how are you?" He looked up from his phone and around the room, "im fine." She made a small 'hm' sound in response.

I saw you were having fun with your little friend so i left you to it ;)

He groaned, for fuck sake. "Your friend isnt coming back?" She asked, mason replied by shaking his head.

She moved closer to him, placing her hands on his shoulders and whispering in his ear, "what do you say we go back to my house?" Mason bit his lip, staring into her eyes.

His eyes turned from the usual brown colour to almost black as she ran her hands down his chest to his thighs.

"god, you make me crazy"