A Malejandro fanfic story.
again, I don't support this ship at all, nor any njb ships, I'm just bored and fanfics get more attention rather than regular bxb stories. Writing helps me expand my creative thinking so giving me ideas/criticism is alway...
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Monday, afternoon.
Alejandros pov
"GET YOUR HEAD IN THE FUCKING GAME ALEJANDRO" a familiar voice shouted.
I turn around, irritated and stressed out. I see Mattia walking towards me, furious, just as I am.
"how about you get off my fucking dick. I'm fucking trying, go tell the rest of the team that, while you're on my ass about this shit. " I told him provokingly. "no Alejandro, you're the one holding the team back, play the fucking game, like I know you can, and stop being a petty little bitch." he aggressively replied while pushing one of my shoulders back.
I scoffed, trying not to get angry, I went back on the field and stood my guard, waiting for the game to restart. soon enough the game started and I played with all my energy. while playing I seen the ball coming towards me, so I rushed over to steal the ball. 'this could be game' i thought to myself, I was seconds away from the goal, just right before I could kick it, I saw Mattia and a couple of others from the corner of my eyes, but Mattia was getting too close. right as I was about to kick the ball, Mattia tried stealing it, giving our team a disadvantage since the other team was close by Mattia. the other team stole the ball from Mattia, leaving the team defenseless, giving them the win. the team shouted as they celebrated their win, meanwhile our team was distraught.
Since it was a home game, the other team left, and our team went to the locker room. once i got through the door, i can almost feel the tensity in the atmosphere. everyone was stressed, angry, and confused. i try to ignore the awkward energy in the room and just put my stuff away, and get changed. as I'm changing, i noticed half our team left the locker room already. i freshen up, and put my regular clothes back on, and head out the shower room. everyone had left so i head back to my locker, and as i get closer i notice mattia sitting on the bench across from my locker. something in me wanted me to be petty, just a little bit.
"damn mattia, with all the yelling you was doing to me about fucking up the team, you sure proved yourself you can definitely be worse than me, now that's definitely leadership-" i was suddenly cut off by mattias deep and aggressive voice. "Alejandro can you shut the fuck up. like honestly, i don't fucking need your petty shit right now." he said in a harsh tone. "i said the same thing, and guess what, you didn't listen, i mean shit, if you wanted to be the one who make our team lose so bad then you should of told me, i could of let you have your spotlight-" my jokingly sarcasm was cut off once again by mattia. he stood up and came towards me.
