Pairing: zecira musovic
Warnings: a litlle bit off angst, the match between sweden and america, cursing.
Words: 1.2k
Playing for sweden had been a dream, being a part of the starting eleven was even greater.
But having the woman i had and have been loving for so long also play in your team had been an absolutly incredibel.
The only down part was that i had been trying to tell her, but she was very, very oblivious.
'Morning,' zecira pulls me tighter against her, her body keeping me even warmer then before.
My cheeks were bright red due too her almost naked body pressing against mine.
'Are you too warm?' She asks, slightlty losening her grip on my waist.
'No just very happy,' i smile trying to pull her arms back around me.
An hour later my alarm went off as i had a small meeting with the trainers and a few other players.
'Stay, please,' zee croaks out, she was tired but i did not have another choice but to go.
'I am sorry zee, but i can no miss this meeting, and otherwise you should wake up soon because yours is after mine.' She did not listen as her arms tighten around me and her arms were much stronger then mine.
'Zee come on, please i need you to work with me.' I beg, but all i get in response is her soft snores.
I slowly release her grip on me, so that i could leave.
'Do not go y/n/n, i love you,' those words made me stop with walking.
Those words were the words i had been aching for, those beautifull yet deathly words.
'I love you too,' i whisper, knowing she was asleep and did not mean what she had just said.
'Hey, are you alright?' Fridolina Rolfo asks as i walk out off the shared room, a tear that had fallen down my face quickly whiped away.
'Yes fine,' i say to try and brush her concern away.
'Is it about?' She does not have to say anything about the person in question as we both knew exactly who i was talking about.
'She just told me that she loved me and i just got hope for a second but then i realised she was asleep.' Frido knots her brows together in a deep frown.
'But maybe she ment it, alright, why dont you let me handel this,' before i could ask what she was talking about, she had walked into the staff room.
Leaving me behind with confusion and suspicion and that suspicion mademy body fill with fear as i did not know what would be the consequenses to come.
Zecira's pov.
I could slap myself, i think as i brush my teeth.
I had just told the woman i loved that i loved her and after that i had acted as if i were asleep.
She either thiught i did love her and was now weirded out by me and that is why she whispered something back.
Or she thought i was asleep and did not love me back and whispered something along the lines off 'keep dreaming,'
I pace back ans forth in our shared hotel room.
'Dont tell me that you just confessed your endless love for y/n,' magdalena's voice makes me jump in suprise.
'I may or may not have done that,' her eyes light up, 'and then pretended to be asleep.'
Magda rolled her eyes at this.
'My god, i mean i knew you could be an idiot but this, yeah i should have expected this.' She mutters, more in herself.
'Oh my god how am i going to fix this?' I raise my eyebrow and she looks at me.
'What like you are going to fix this,' i try to not be slightly hurt as she continues her rant about me not being able to talk to y/n longer then so much seconds.
'Come on, you just focus on the match and after that we can arrange something for the both off you.' Magda reassures me.
'Wait a second, who is we?' I ask but she does not say a thing when walking out off the door.
'Who is we?'
Y/n's pov.
Both half's off rhe match against the USA had been nerve wracking.
Both teams have had quiet the chances but even after the 120+ minutes, we heared the final whistle, meaning penalties.
I feel magda's arm on me from the right, watching anxiously as sullivan steps up to take her penalty.
Shooting it in the back with an calmness you expect from that player.
I feel the nerves filling my body as i see zecira look anxious.
I smile at her almost telling her to 'cheer up'.
Screaming as rölfo also scores, even though it barley passed naeher.
Horan's and rubbenson's penalty nearly going in the exact same.
I winced as mewis scored, knowing we could not concieve the next two penalties if we wanted to win.
But björn looked too nervous, the public knew it, everyone knew it but held their breaths.
The american fans screamed as her penalty goes over the bar.
Tears imeadiatly fill her eyes as she walks back to us with an dissapointed look on her face.
Rapinoe smiled as she stepped up to take her penalty, but i noticed the small hint off fear in her eyes as she blazes that shot even further over the bar, probably silencing the whole nation
I dont celebrate that much yet as i wrap magda in a quick hug.
That hope was quickly put out as neaher stops our next penalty making it 3-2 in the favour for america.
I smilled at zee, knowing she probably was even more anxious then before.
That small hope was brought out again as the young talent, smith also misses.
Bennison needed to score which she did, but we were still in the danger zone as neaher scored her goal.
I smile at magda as it was her time to score, cheering as she made it 4-4 out of the ten penalties that already been taken.
That ment that kelly o'hara stepped up and i was after that.
Mouth wide with both fear and hope as she musses by shooting on the outside off the pole.
It ment that i could mean the diffrence, suddenly the referee blows her whistle and shows an yellow card at someone.
Zecira had walked up to me, quickly pressing a kiss against my mouth.
'You can do this, she whispers before forcefully getting pulled back by a few american players.
I sigh, al the thoughts dissapearing out off my head.
Shooting, heart sinking as i see the ball getting stopped by neaher, the american girls already cheering, when i walk to the referee, i saw it, but a split second it looked like the ball had been over the line.
'Wait a second i am checking,' she says, then she points to us, nodding while blowing her whistle three times, we had won from the number one.
'We did it?' I whisper in unbelieve as zecira pulls me in an even tighter hug then she did this morning.
'I love you so freaking much.' She whispers in the crook off my neck.
'I love you too.' I caress her face before pressing my lips against hers.
'Wow, you actually did it yourself,' the voice off magda breaks our moment.
'My love, give me a second, please,' she pulls on her gloves again.
'Granted,' i laugh as magda has already started running, zecira chasing her.
Magda's screams echoid through the stadium the rest off the night.
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