Football Imagines (England players mostly)

Disappointment - Jack Grealish (Part 2)

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(Y/N's POV)

(The day after)

I managed to finish my first assignment after an insane sleep-deprived day. I was on for the next one just after a couple hours of sleep. While Jack was at training, I took a quick nap on the sofa and woke up just when he arrived.  

"Hey love", he said, "Sleep well?", he asked while I replied him with a big yawn and a subtle nod. He walked over to the couch and took a seat. I closed my eyes for a few more minutes to fully wake up before I felt Jack snuggle in the sofa with me. I responded with a light chuckle. 

"What?", he chuckled too, amused, "Can't I cuddle with my girlfriend?"

"Yes, you can. But when she's free. And right now, Jack, I have so much work to do", I said then sat up on the sofa with a quick motion. Jack followed my movements and went up sitting too. "I told you not to be so hard on yourself", he uttered, while I was tying my hair into a messy bun. 

"I know...I know. But there's still a chance I finish this before the deadline. I don't care if I am doing half of the work on a plane to Istanbul", I replied casually. Jack tried to suppress a pitiful smile. Or was I the one who thought it was pitiful? Maybe he meant that smile to be a somewhat token of appreciation... 

I sat on the sofa and begun my next assignment while Jack was roaming around the house without anything to do. Soon he was out for a stroll. He offered me to come but I refused. Then, he came back with dinner, seeing that I was so busy with what I was doing to cook. He even served himself twice, meanwhile feeding me too. He switched on the PS5, offered me a game which I routinely refused. Everything Jack was doing felt like a fast-motioned film while I sat idle on the couch, refusing to do anything but scrawling my fingers across a keyboard, typing in rhythmic clicks, tap tap... tap tap... tap tap...

Soon it was nearly midnight. I sat while finally stretching my hands, neck and my back when I received an unusual e-mail from my university. It was odd regarding the timing of that message. Nevertheless, I opened the email and read it. 

It said that the deadline for my assignments were postponed by a week due to the university's hard time to organise documents which were mandatory for the finals. I was internally screaming. I couldn't wait to find Jack to tell him all about that. He was already sleeping though, I would probably wait for the next day before revealing the news to him. 

Or not. 

I could keep it secret and surprise him afterwards. I could easily pretend to work all day while actually watching movies and binge watching shows. My silent prayers were accepted.

(The day Jack would leave for the final)

During the past couple of days, I was working on my assignments while taking breaks every now and then. The stress had now faded away and I was helping Jack pack his suitcase. Jack was organising his hair products in his pouch while I was folding some of his T-shirts he decided not to bring and kept them back in the dresser. 

"I'm sorry, Jack. I know it means so much to you", I lied for the millionth time that day. "I tried so hard, but I just couldn't." At that moment, if I could make up crocodile tears and let them fall in front of Jack, I would. But making myself cry was not easy. 

Jack kept the pouch on the bed and walked to where I was standing. I kept folding his clothes, not giving him much attention. He lifted my cheeks up with his finger. I bit my lips to show my nervousness. He simply smiled, then pecked my lips. 

"It will be just fine", he said, "Like I said, I'll video call you holding my champagne", he pecked my lips again. "I know you tried hard to make time for me."

It sometimes struck to me how Jack perfectly handled situations. The way he had just spoken to me felt like it was such a small matter and nothing to worry about. I tried hard to blink a few tears, even at least get my eyes watery. Jack held both of my hands delicately and pulled me into a soft hug. He pulled away after a moment. Then, finally came a tear, rolling down my cheeks and falling on the floor. 

"Love, there's nothing to cry about", he consoled me. "It's fine, I'll be fine", he hugged me again. 

"I'm sorry I can't be there to support you on the most important day of your career Jack, I'm so sorry", I fake-cried. The lie was more believable now. 

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As soon as I got to my hotel room in Istanbul, I threw my luggage in one corner, hastily took off my shoes and my coat and took a leap to lay on the bed. I took my phone out of my pocket and facetimed Jack.  

I made sure that only the bed sheets were visible on the call. We were texting while I was in the airport a few hours ago. "Hey!", he greeted. 

"Hey love, how's it going over there?", I asked.

"Fine, landed a few hours ago", he replied. We talked for a few more minutes then Jack had to end the call because Erling suddenly popped into his room for whatever business he had. 

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The next day I had a talk with Jack's agent who managed to get me a free pass into Jack's hotel room. Phil helped me find my way. "He's in there", Phil whispered when we were standing right in front of his door. "Good luck", he added. He fist-bumped me and left. 

I softly opened the door. Jack was laying on the bed scrolling through his phone. When he spotted me entering, his eyes widened. He immediately sat up on the bed and ran to hug me. "What the heck, baby? Couldn't you tell me you were actually coming?", he uttered in disbelief. 

When he finally pulled away from the hug, I pecked him on the lips, "My assignments were postponed, so..."

"I can't believe it", he said, "That's the best surprise ever, love." He kissed me on the forehead. 

"My lucky charm is here. Ain't no way we're losing", he whispered. I chuckled and hugged him, "You weren't gonna lose even without that lucky charm."

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A/N: Not the best one I wrote, but hope you liked it. If you did, it helps so much when you drop a vote.