Football Images *TAKING REQUESTS*

He loses a game

– Messi –

Y/n Pov

My heart sank as I heard the final whistle go and saw the defeated look on Leo's face. I knew how much he hated losing and it was always worse when he hadn't scored.

I waited for him by the car and immediately pulled him into a hug when he was close enough. I just whispered comforting words before going into the driver's side. He smiled sadly at me before joining me in the car. We drove in silence as I wanted to give him the choice of speaking or not. Eventually he did.

"I'm sorry me amor" (My love)

Out of everything he could have said that was not what I was expecting,

"What do you mean"

"I not only let myself, the team and the fans down but I also let you down"

At his response I pulled the car to the side of road and turned to look at him,

"Why do you feel as though you let me down"

"You came to support me and I couldn't even score. I couldn't give you something to cheer about"

I cupped his face in my hands and kissed him.

"You didn't let me down at all. Seeing you out there giving your all for the team makes me so proud." I smiled at him and whipped the tears away, "I love you Leo and I will always support and be proud of you whatever the score"

"I love you too Y/n"

"Now come on, let's go home and just spend the evening relaxing and enjoying each other's company". He smiled at that and I drove the car back onto the road on our way to a relaxing time at home and to forget all about the game.

– Neymar –

Y/n Pov

I waited for Neymar outside the dressing room for half an hour waiting for him to come out. I was surprised as normally after a loss he would be one of the first ones out but not today. Leo came out alone and smiled sadly at me before disappearing down the corridor. All the other players had come out as well, some nodded at me in acknowledgement whilst others just looked at the ground. I sighed to myself before knocking on the door and poking my head in. I could see Neymar sitting alone on the bench, head in his hands.

"Ney" I whispered as I made my way towards him but he didn't move until I was sitting next to him, rubbing his back. Only then did he look up to face me. His eyes red and puffy.

"I should've done more. I should've made a different pass or just run faster. I should've scored"

"Ney stop" I said gently knowing that if I didn't tell him he would go on.

"But..."

"No buts. You played well. There's no point in beating yourself up about the past. You need to keep your head high and go forward and not let one loss get to you. Focus on practising and winning the next one"

"Thanks, I don't know what I would do without you." He smiled, "I love you"

"I love you too"

Together we made our way home joking and laughing about the most random things we could find on the internet.

– Ronaldo –

Y/n Pov

Cristiano has been in a bad mood since yesterday. He only played in the second half due to recovering from an injury. He'd scored two goals but they'd still lost and of course he had to blame himself. I walked into our bedroom with breakfast and saw him lying on the bed scrolling on his phone.

"Hey, I brought you breakfast"

"Thanks"

I handed him the tray and sat down next to him as per his request when I had started to leave. I tended to leave him alone when he was in that type of mood.

"Aren't you going to eat?" he asked when he noticed I had only made enough for him.

"I already ate before coming upstairs" I answered

"I'm sorry I've been ignoring you"

"It's ok I know you've down about the loss"

"I just feel as though it's my fault"

"How is it your fault? You scored two goals and you were injured. Don't give me the same crap as last time about how you shouldn't have gotten yourself injured. It happens to everyone and isn't your fault. Just focus on getting ready for the next game"

"Thank you Y/n. I love you so much"

"I love you too"