Premier league imagines

Ben chilwell

It was an ordinary day and Y/n was making her way down to the café she worked at, in the city centre of London.

She walked in to see her boss, Cathy, with her Son Oliver, she looked as though she was about to leave.

"Oh Y/n, you're here, is it okay if you open up while I take Olly to school?" Cathy asked her nicely.

"Yeah of course it is" Y/n said with a smile, she was always happy to open up the shop as she knew having a little kid was a hard job.

"Thanks, I'll just go to the toilet" Cathy said as she disappeared through the black door.

"Here, don't tell your Mum I gave you this" Y/n said, handing Oliver a brownie with a wink, to which he giggles, cutely.

"Thank you" He said in a whisper so Cathy didn't hear him, he put the brownie in his school bag before Cathy came back from the toilet.

"Right okay, let's go Olly" Cathy said, taking her sons hand and walking out of the shop with him.

Y/n sighed as she opened the café doors on the main road, which was particularly busy today. She got all of the freshly baked goods out of the oven and put them on display.

It has been a few minutes until she heard a rather loud bang on the door, she looked up to see a man laying on the floor. She quickly walked outside to see if the man was okay.

"Omg are you okay?" Y/n asked seeing the man was holding his nose.

"Uh yeah, yeah I'll be fine" He said, taking his hand off his nose, to reveal a lot of blood.

"Are you sure... you're bleeding... a lot" She said, giving him a concerned look.

"Not really" He said with a nervous smile. She had already realised who the man was, since he was wearing a Chelsea kit and she recognised him, since she supported Chelsea. She didn't want to say anything though since he was hurt. The man was Ben Chilwell.

"Come in, I can get you some ice" She said, helping him up from the floor and going inside the café.

He sat at one of the tables and waited for her to come back with some ice.

"Here you go... did you not see the door?" She asked him, laughter in her voice.

"I guess not" He said, giggling a little.

"Uh would you like anything to drink or eat?" She asked him, walking back behind the counter.

"Yeah that's uh what I came in here for, could I just get a normal coffee?" He asked her nicely, still holding the ice to his nose.

"Yeah of course, anything to eat?" She asked him as she turned the coffee machine on.

"What would you recommend I get?" He asked her, walking up to the display.

"Well the flapjack is nice, so are the cookies, but the brownie is definitely one of my favourites" She told him, popping the lid on his coffee and passing it over the counter to him.

"Well then, I will get the brownie" He said with a smile, taking his coffee, she put the brownie in a bag for him and handed it to him.

"I'll be getting off then... oh uh, but first do you mind if I got your name?" He asked her, tapping his fingers on the coffee cup.

"Oh uh it's Y/n" She said with a smile, a little nervously.

"Well Y/n, do you think it would be okay if i got your number?" He asked her, biting his bottom lip.

"Oh uh, yeah of course" She said, his question catching her off guard, but she couldn't exactly say no, since she did find him incredibly attractive.

He smiled and passed her his phone, she typed her number into his phone and passed it back to him.

"Thanks" He said with a little blush.

"No problem, I'll see you soon?" She said, almost like a question, hoping he would say yes.

"Yep, I'll text you later" He said with a smile as he waved once he was out of the café.