Mason mount imagines

I need you (part 1)

"Theres no way..." You whispered, staring at your father in disbelief as he spoke the words that you thought you'd never hear again "Your managing Chelsea... again".

"Only for the rest of the season, it's nothing permanent yet" You could hear his own surprise in his voice, as if he too couldn't believe what he was saying. "But it went awful last time" You gasped "Why would they want you back?"

"Cheers kiddo, I needed that confidence boost..." rolling his eyes he came closer to you, ruffling your hair slightly before walking pass you towards the kitchen.

"I didn't mean it like that dad" You sighed, following him "They just treated you so badly last time... is it worth it?" It's not that you didn't want your dad to go back into managing his old team, of course you wanted him too! Goosebumps rose on your own arms just thinking about Frank Lampard's, your dads, big return to Stamford bridge. But the excitement fades away quickly once you the memories of last time flood in your mind.

The headline that he left...

The face he made when he got the call...

The hours and hours he spent preparing to head HR to fight a losing battle...

Seeing the nervousness in your eyes, he wrapped his arms around you "Theres no need to panic, eh? It's a couple of weeks that's all... they need me".

Sighing, you knew that he was right. You didn't have to live under a rock to know how poor Chelsea was at the minute. "I suppose you couldn't make them any worst than they are..." You giggled, a smirk on your face as you pulled away from the hug, his laugh echoing across the marble walls of the kitchen "That's the spirit! Now let's get a glass of wine to celebrate our return!"

Just as you were about to grab the glasses, you froze "Our return..."

"Yeah, that's the thing..." Your dad spoke hesitantly "The board had asked if you'd also come back as the head of the wellbeing team. All the players and staff have been going through a rough time and really need a team on site to help... that's why they need you!"

Working for Chelsea was the first job you had ever gotten when you graduated from university with a counselling degree. It obviously helped that your dad was the manager of the team, however every loved having you around and you loved being there. But when your dad got fired from the team in such a cruel way and the management of the team collapsing, there was no way that you were going to stay... so you left with him... despite everything you were leaving behind... despite leaving him!

"No way dad!" You quickly rejected, placing the glasses back down as you headed back into the living room "I am happy for you, I really am! But I'm not going back!"

"Why not?"

"I have a job!"

"You can leave it" He pushed, causing your eyes to widen "I can't just leave my job dad! What am I supposed to say, 'sorry guys I'm going to work with my dad for a few weeks and then I'll return when they throw us away again'".

"They never asked you to go" Your dad interjected. It was true, if anything the team wanted you to stay more than Frank!

"They wanted you to leave... so I did too! End of!"

"(y/n) ..." Frank spoke hesitantly "This isn't about Mason, is it?"

You didn't realise your body could go more into shock than before until he spoke his name. The name that at one point caused your heart to burst into a thousand butterflies, but now makes it shatter into a million shards of glass that was impossible to piece together again...

"No" You spoke just above a whisper, trying to convince not only your dad but yourself. It wasn't a secret that you were once in love with Chelsea's number 19... to the public it might have been but to everyone in your life it was clear to see the effect that his presence had on you, and even now almost 2 years later remains on you! You were perfect together, the mix of your existences together had meaning, a love so strong that it could be seen a mile away... that was until he broke your heart.