Football imagines (Misc players)

An Easter basket of surprises (Benjamin Pavard)

"Remember you have to do the video after training, ok?"

"Impossible to forget when you've told me a hundred times".

I try to concentrate on what matters, training. The team has been asking me to be in more and more videos for social media since I got a couple of individual awards and people learnt my name. I don't mind it when I get to film with one of the girls, but today they asked me to film with a male player. At least it isn't him.

"Are you coming with us?", asks Georgia when I'm done drying my hair.

"No, I have to do some filming for the team".

"Lucky you", she laughs. "See you later, then".

"Bye. Have fun!"

I walk towards the media area and see it's pretty empty.

"Am I early?"

"Not really but everyone has been panicking".

"Why?"

"The player you were going to film with isn't feeling well so they had to go find another one".

Relax, there are too many players on that team. You aren't going to be that unlucky.

"Who's coming then?"

"We'll find out soon".

They ask me to sit and wait and it only makes me more nervous so I undo and redo my ponytail about ten times. I always do that when I'm nervous.

"Hello gorgeous. Looks like we get to spend some time together today".

Of course, it's him.

"Hello, Benjamin. Let's do this quickly so it's over soon".

"You didn't say that last time", he whispers in my ear, only making me more annoyed.

"I didn't want to be rude. But I was thinking about it".

He laughs, flicking my ponytail, which earns him a slap on the hand.

"Just pretend you like me for a second. It won't be that hard".

"I'm used to pretending and faking when I'm with you".

"Keep telling yourself that".

Benjamin and I had seen each other at team events multiple times but we never spoke. One night, I went out with some friends and we found him and his friends at a club.

After a couple of drinks, we were making out in the VIP area...and then I made the mistake of taking him home with me.

When we were having breakfast, I was trying to see what this could mean. I liked him and I had had a good time...but then one of his friends came out of my flatmate's room and started to chat with us. And saying he was an ass would be being too nice.

Dear Benjamin didn't bother to stop him from calling me all the names he wanted to. And when I told him to go to hell he just told me it was banter and that my reaction proved women couldn't play football because we are too sensitive. It was then that Benjamin finally reacted, by holding me before I punched his stupid friend's face.

And that was also the last time we interacted properly. We saw each other but pretended we didn't. So it was back to square one. But not really.

"Ok, lovelies, we'll do a few Easter activities so they can be posted around the festivities. And you can talk a bit about the cultural differences between how this is celebrated in Germany and your countries".

"Sure", I say, walking towards the table where they had set all the things we'll be working with.

I don't notice any steps behind me so I turn to see where my partner is.