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[GxG] Alex Morgan- Competitive (Part 3)

Y/N's POV:

It had been a couple of days since Alex and I kissed, or made out should I say. We hadn't spoken properly since then and I hated the air of awkwardness between us. Training felt strange and I missed the connection we had.

Today had to be different though because it was our first game of the tournament. It was a tough group stage fixture against a pretty solid team so everyone had to be their best to get all 3 points. I sat up in bed and noticed Alex had already woken up and gone downstairs, presumably to get breakfast. My head was pounding and I slowly got out of bed. I swung my legs over the side and sat there thinking about what today would entail, then I noticed a cup of coffee on my bedside table, and a note with it.

'I know the stress of matchdays gives you headaches that only a morning coffee can fix properly, i hope it doesn't get too cold'.

I wrapped my hands around the cup, it was the perfect temperature. I couldn't help but smile as I drank it and made sure to read the note a couple more times before placing it in the drawer of my bedside table and heading downstairs.

I saw Alex sat at a table having breakfast with some team mates, we made eye contact and I winked and shot her a smile before turning away to fill my plate. Behind me Alex was blushing and failing in her attempts to hide her wry smile. I had breakfast at another table with some other team mates then we all headed to the training field for some extra practice. 

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It was game time. 

I joined my team in the tunnel as we prepared for the walk out. My head was still a little muddled, I couldn't believe I was here, starting for my country in the FIFA Women's World Cup, I also hadn't gotten the chance to talk to Alex. I felt like we were sending mixed signals maybe? She pretty much brushed me off in training and warmups after the breakfast incident and I wasn't sure how to feel. 

And now here I was standing behind her in the lineup as we began to walk out to a sold out stadium, filled with screaming fans and music. Was this the right place for me? Should I be here right now? I pushed the doubt out of my mind and puffed out my chest, exhaling slowly. Alex's arm brushed against mine as we stood listening to the national anthems.

"You've got this Y/N", she reassured me as she looked out to the crowds with a graceful smile.

Eventually the game began. It would be okay, right? Apparently not. I missed a couple big chances and Alex had missed the pen I won when I was taken out in the penalty box. And to make matters worse the opposition had gone 2-0 up. 

I was so grateful to hear the half time whistle. I felt like I'd been running around for hours. I dragged my feet towards the tunnel tiredly, hearing a couple taunts from opposition fans in the crowd.

The halftime rant had begun as soon as we were all inside the locker room. "MORGAN, Y/L/N PULL YOUR SHIT TOGETHER, YES AS A TEAM WE'VE LET IN TWO AVOIDABLE GOALS BUT IF YOUD BOTH MADE YOUR SHOTS WE'D BE WINNING 3-2 RIGHT NOW", one of the coaches berated us. 

"YOU BOTH HAVE UNTIL THE 60 MINUTE MARK TO REDEEM YOURSELVES OTHERWISE YOU'LL BE SUBBED OFF, AM I MAKING MYSELF CLEAR?". We both nodded firmly. "AND THE REST OF YOU, KEEP IT GOING ON BOTH ENDS, DEFEND WELL BUT GET FORWARD AND CREATE CHANCES FOR YOUR STRIKERS TO GET ON THE END OF".

Everyone replaced their sweaty shirts and took some refreshments before heading back onto the field for the second half. I held Alex back by her wrist and it was just us left in the locker room.

"We need to talk about it", I told her firmly.

"Yes but we can't right now, cmon Y/N we need to go", she said trying to pull me along. "Fuckkk just come here", she pulled my face towards hers and gave me a short kiss on the lips. "Now lets get out there and get back on track", she successfully pulled me along this time, probably because I was in a slight daze from the kiss.