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(most likely would work better as a short imagine/series.)
in which football players six year long relationship isn't "as perfect it seems."
short summary / story view.
"well i'm tired of pretending babe" i yelled at my boyfriend of six years.
"well then break up me? go ahead no one is stopping you." the man that i despise told me before his smirking.
"come on. you always do this shit, especially before your games" i said in a serious and bored tone
"let's just GO." my boyfriend said as he yanked me by my arm so hard it left a couple little bruise marks.
"cover that shit up with something." he said calmly throwing me one of his sweaters.
the last thing i wanted was to smell his scent.
as a tear rolled down my cheek i could feel a sore stare "don't cry pretty, we're almost at my game, pretend for a little" the man told me as he put his hand on my thigh.
title ideas - six years - pretend for a little - his - don't cry - good riddance - stains - my boyfriend - tears - only a little - lucky number six - crybaby - curtains
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