Football Imagines (England players mostly)

Sorry- Mason Mount and Phil Foden ft. Jack Grealish

(Harper's POV)

When I arrived, I quickly knocked on the door and as soon as it opened, a figure stood behind it. Without even a greeting, I hugged him, and my bags fell to the ground with a loud thud. "He dumped me", I said between my sobs," Over text"

Jack hugged me for over a solid minute. A hug of pure sympathy and 

-rage.

Pure rage. None of us budged a single muscle. We were standing like statues when I heard his voice from inside the home, "Who's at the door?", he asks. My mind was confused. If it wasn't Jack, who was I hugging? Frenzied, I pulled away from the person who I assumed to be Jack and looked straight up at him. It was Phil. 

"Oh- I didn't mean to scare you", he said, "Come in." He steps aside from the doorway and I made my way inside the house. He then turned toward the kitchen and yelled, "It's Harper! She's here!"

Jack immediately looked up from the counter where he was cutting vegetables. His countenance registered happiness but at the sight of my mascara-stained face, his smile dropped. He quickly removed his apron and ran to the doorway and hugged me. "What happened?", he asks. 

"Mason dumped me over text", I said trying to hide my tears and forcing a smile on my face. "What?", he asks surprised, "Doesn't sound like something he would do. Are you sure that was him?" 

"It was. It definitely was."

Jack pulled away and looked at my face. "I'm making dinner. You should go to the shower to clear your mind a bit." I turned toward the door to take my bags in, but I saw that Phil was already bringing them in. 

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I took a shower in Jack's bathroom and headed to the dining room to have dinner. Jack had made pasta. Phil and Jack were already eating when I entered the room. Jack placed an empty plate on the table and motioned for me to come and sit in front of him. I sat down, quietly served myself and began eating. 

"Uhhh- Harper, there is a problem", Jack said. I wasn't in a mood to hear other problems. Jack had a hesitating look on his face. 

"There are three bedrooms. One of which is mine. Then there is a spare bedroom, which is filled with boxes from when I moved here. And the other is the guest bedroom, where Phil is staying tonight.", he says slowly, for my mind, which is already laden with thoughts of Mason, to process. Phil quickly adds, "I can sleep on the couch, Harper. No problem for me." 

Jack nods, "You're sleeping in the guest bedroom, Phil. On the bed and next to Harper."

I was okay with sleeping next to Phil. Jack knew that. And I was sure Phil did not want to sleep on the couch. Besides, sleeping next to Phil would only bring jealousy to Mason, that is, if he knew about it and if he still cared enough about our love to worry or at least, take action. "Yeah, I don't mind sleeping next to you, Phil," I say with a smile, nudging his elbow from the corner of the table with mine. He lets out a small chuckle. 

After dinner, we watched a movie while laying lazily on the couch. I expected my phone to buzz notifying me about a text from Mason but it didn't. That proved he didn't want me and I was not supposed to want him too. If he decided to walk away, I was not going to sit there and cry all day. I was weak enough to cry after the shock, but I was brave and strong to withstand everything that comes after it. I was going to set my mind free from Mason and forget him and live my life like any normal adult. Live my life like I wanted to. 

The movie ended a few minutes before midnight. Phil went to sleep without watching the ending because he said he was going to cry if he kept watching. I entered the bedroom, careful not to make any noise. It was then that I noticed he was on his phone. 

I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling without blinking or moving for almost ten minutes. "Harper? What happened", Phil asks, panicked, "Are you still thinking about him?"

"No. I am thinking about how to move on already", I replied without moving my gaze from the blank ceiling. 
"Wow, that's quick"

"Yeah, I know, but I won't keep hanging onto him unaware of the many beautiful things I am leaving behind about life. Life is short, just got to live it"

He lowers the screen of his phone, still leaning against the headboard, and gave deep thought to what I just said. 

"Harper, I've been wanting to tell you something. I know you might totally disagree, but I still want to let the feeling out and get over with that. Because I have been hanging onto someone and I don't know if she is interested in me- and, I don't want to leave the good things about life behind,"

He takes both of my hands in his and pulls me toward the centre of the bed, where no one of us is leaning against the headboard anymore and we sit crosslegged. My hand remains on my knees and he rests his hands on mine. He looks into my eye for several seconds before speaking, "Harper, I've always been in love with you"

I didn't know how I was supposed to feel after his confession. Angry, sad, happy, confused or maybe even sorry for him. My heart was tangled with emotions and I could see the hope in his eyes. "Since always?", I asked. 

"Since the day I laid eyes on you. The day Jack brought you to watch him train three months ago. But you were already with Mason, so I could not ask you out", he blurted out. 

I chuckled. 

"So..?", he asks, "Is that a yes or a no?" I smiled at him, then hugged him tight and the next second, his arms were around my waist. I knew that it was just a small hug, but I felt it everywhere from my head to my toes. 

"It's a yes, Phil. I want to date you too", I said while grinning widely. 

He pulled back but kept his hands on my waist gently, and I slid my hands from his back to his neck. He then leaned forward and placed a kiss on my lips. As much as I knew I hated that day, It couldn't get better. Every ending has a beginning. And, I won't, indeed, keep hanging on to what I cannot have, I'll keep exploring what life has beyond for me. I'll put emphasis on the word life. 

A/N: First of all, I want to say thank you to Colleen Hoover. Reading her books made my point of view change greatly. And she taught me to put emphasis on the word "life" (From the book, Slammed) @colleenhoover

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