Football Imagines (England players mostly)

Disappointment - Jack Grealish (Part 1)

Jack walked through the doorstep while saying in singsong, "Baby, where are you? I got you the tickets!"

"Up here", I replied. I had been having my period since earlier this morning and every bit of energy left had been drained out of my body like grains of sand when you hold them in your hands. I heard Jack's footsteps up the staircase and into our bedroom. He sounded eager earlier about whatever tickets he got me, so I put on a fake smile not to disappoint and slowly lifted myself from the bed so I was then leaning against the headboard. 

As soon as he saw me, he hastily put the paper he held in his hands, which I assumed was the tickets, on my dresser and ran to check up on me. He ran his fingers through my hair then on my forehead to check my temperature. "You have a fever", he said worried. 

"I know, I started  my period this morning", I said back meekly. "I already had some painkillers. It should fade away soon."

He sat there for a while, examining me, then he said suddenly, "I got you tickets!", he said excitedly. "For the final in Istanbul next week." He got up from the ground and went to get those papers from the dresser. He hovered them in front of my face like a little kid. "You're gonna be my lucky charm...", he said optimistically. I smiled at him but resisted from kissing him as he needed to be in top health to be able to perform well during the final.

The thought of university work hit me. I had three assignments due for next week and I could not ignore them because their weightage for the final was more than sixty percent. (I am not a uni student but I tried my best for that last sentence lol)

 Jack seemed so happy about it. How could I disappoint him? I had less than five days for these assignments and unless I stayed up three whole nights, I didn't think I would have completed them. 

Even though the pain was killing me, I still woke up from the bed and got my laptop from the other side of the room. I started working on them as fast as I could. Hours passed by and I still wasn't done with one page of my report. (Again, I don't know what a report is, I just heard ppl saying that word. Just for the sake of this imagine) I had fourteen more pages to complete. 

I decided to calm down and take a walk somewhere in the garden. Jack would be so disappointed in me if I didn't attend the final for him. He gave everything for that competition. But my assignments were a burden. I couldn't give them up, then I would earn my parents' disappointment. I sat down on the garden table and thought how to cope with the situation. Time was passing by. Every second lost was precious. 

I just couldn't. Tears welled up in my eyes and they began to escape one after the other. I put my knees up and buried my face in them, sobbing as quietly as anyone possibly could.  I heard footsteps approaching. Before I could react and wipe my tears away, the footsteps were quicker and soon, I felt familiar hands cup my cheeks. As expected, it was Jack. 

He kneeled down in front of me. "What's the matter, love? Why are you crying", he asked concerned. "I don't know, Jack. I just... I have so much to do for uni before the final. It's becoming a burden. Heck, I'm such a bad girlfriend. I can't  even show you my support during one of your biggest games."

For a split second, his face also registered a different expression, a mixture of sadness and disappointment. That's what I was; a disappointment. But he quickly covered it up and sat down next to me. He took me in his arms and said, "It's okay love. You really don't need to force yourself to come. I understand it's hard"

"No, I want to be there, show you my support. But..."

"It's fine, love", He pecked my lips. "It's fine", he pecked them again. "It's not the end of the world, babe. I promise. Besides, the lucky charm thing is superstitious. I'll be fine, I'll video call you holding my champagne", he said jokingly. 

"Keep up the confidence, I love it", I said to him smiling. 

"You really  aren't forced to come, you know that. Travelling and all that will probably get you tired. It's okay, I understand, love", he said while burying his face in the crook of my neck. 

(Jack's POV)

We stayed like that for a couple of more minutes and then she pulled away. I knew that she always tried so hard to stand on her feet, to make me happy, her parents happy and balance off her stress of uni and her life with me, all while coping with my busy schedule. Damn, I had a one in a million girlfriend. 

Maybe I was asking too much from her. How could I be so stupid? She was already up until very late at night most of the time to finish her assignments on time and here I was, asking her to go on a tiring four day trip to Istanbul just to see me play. What kind of boyfriend was I?

She started heading toward the house. "Don't be late, I'm making us pasta." She turned back and smiled at me. That kind of smile still gave me butterflies. I just realised my girlfriend also cooked for me. Another thing she does, free of cost, just because she loved me. "I love you", I said randomly, loud enough so she could hear. She was probably already in the house right now. Just then, my phone bleeped: 

(Y/N)

I love you too Jack 💕

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A/N: Hey lovelies! I know I said that I wouldn't be uploading because of my exams which are super duper near, but how can anybody resist from wattpad? This is part 1 . Part 2 coming soon.