The Setbacks (Kylian Mbappé x Reader)

Wake up call

*phone rings*

I woke up out of my slumber and peeked my eyes open to see the word "mom" across the screen, so I pick up.

"Sweetheart, are you okay?" She asked.

"Yes, mom," I answered.

"Your father told me what happened," she said, "should I come over?"

So it wasn't a dream. Great. I gaze at the clock and realize it's 4 hours till we leave.

"No, mom," I replied, "we'll talk in the plane."

"You still want to go?" She asked surprised.

At that moment, all I wanted to do was leave Paris. Coward move? Maybe. But today was enough to make me miss the UK even more.

"Yes, and I'm sure, mom," I answered, "I'll meet you at the airport in 2 hours."

"Alright, see you then sweetheart," she said and hung up.

I lifted myself up with the strength I had left and walked to my closet, where I carefully packed my my clothing and essentials.

*knock, knock*

"Come in!" I shouted.

The door cracked out and Kylian walked in. He came to the closet and kneeled down next to where I was sitting on the floor with my luggage.

"Hey," he said, "B let me and said something was wrong, are you okay?"

I don't say a word and just fell into his embrace. Words couldn't come out, but this was what I needed.

He held me close, kissed my head, and said, "it's okay."

I pulled away and said, "I don't think it is."

"What happened?" He asked as he sat down next to me.

I take a deep breath and tell him everything. As I explained the story, his expression went from concerned to angry.

"So, they fired me and cut off all association with me," I said I finished explaining.

He exhaled and whispered, "she did something stupid."

"What?" I asked, "who?"

He looked at me shocked, like he thought I wouldn't hear him and he replied, "Maïa."

"Well, I guess," I answered, "did you know she was going to do something?"

He looked down and didn't answer.

I detect the change and ask, "did you talk to her?"

He nodded.

I stand up and ask, "when?!"

"The after party," he replied and stood up as well.

"Wait, what??" I asked confused, "Kylian, what happened?"

He exhaled and began to explain, "When you and the girls went to dance, I went to the bar cause the drinks were taking forever. She saw me and approached me, she talked about getting me back but I said no because I'm with you."

"Did you tell her it was me?"

"Of course, not," he replied, "I don't know how she could have know."

I lift my hands and rest them on my forehead. That's when I hear the charms of my bracelet jingle and realized.

"The bracelet," I said.

"What?" He asked.

"She saw your initials," I said.

"Ohh," he expressed, "but when I told her that, I think she got mad. I told her not to do something stupid, but she didn't listen."

I was trying my best to process everything but I had one thought, "why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't want to ruin the night," he said.

"But I would've known to stay away from her, Kylian!" I tell him frustrated.

"I didn't know you were going to work with her," he said.

"She was at the Dior show," I mentioned, "it was going to happen sooner or later."

"I didn't want to get you into my drama, Y/n," he explained, "Maïa was mad at me, I didn't want you be apart of my mess."

"Kylian, we are dating!" I said, "like it or not, I'm apart of your world and we will share these problems."

"Okay, but I swear I never thought she would do this."

I sat down on my bed and tried to process everything. All I felt was rage and anxiety as the "what if he had told me" scenarios ran through my mind.

"Please say something," he said has he sat next to me.

I look at him, then at my watch and I say, "I have to go."

"What?" He asked as I got up and closed my luggage.

"My flight, is in 2 hours," I mentioned as I gathered my last items.

He stood up to hold me by my shoulders and said, "but wait, aren't you going to stay to solve this?"

"What can I do, Kylian?" I asked, "I already pleaded my case. Do you think if I tell them that she's my boyfriend's ex and this is a joke they'll listen? It's over, there's nothing left to do. I just wished you had told me at least"

"I'm sorry, I thought I was protecting you," he said.

"From what?" I asked, "another girl who's in love with you? I don't get it and right now, I don't want to."

I said as I rolled my luggage to the living room, where the door man was already ready to carry my things to the car my mom sent over.

"Wait, Y/n," he said as he held my hand, "I love you, and I won't do anything to hurt you."

"I know, Kylian, and I love you too," I said, "but how will I trust you if you keep things from me like this?"

He didn't speak.

"I have to go," I said, "bye, Kylian."

I go downstairs, get in the car and head straight to the airport. When I arrived, I met with my mom and went through immigration before getting in the plane.

Once we got to our seats, I sat by the window and got the perfect view of the night sky as we took off.

"Are you sure you wouldn't want to talk about it now?" My mom asked.

"Not yet, mom" I replied and rested my head on her shoulder.

She kissed my hand and said, "alright, sweetheart."