𝓘 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓭, "𝓝𝓸 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓮 𝓭𝓸"
𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓻, 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓶
what started with a mistake
turned into an illicit affair
which turned into a love stor...
Back in Liverpool Julián hadnt heard a thing from Taylor. Not a later night phone call or a random funny text. Nothing. He was beginning to grow worried for the girl and did want to reach out he just didn't know what to say, 'hey are you ignoring me because you regret sleeping with me?' Wasn't the nicest way to check up on someone.
Anyway Julián didn't have time to worry about Taylor with international break just a week away.
On the training pitch they were all discussing random topics as the out field players were playing football tennis and Julián being the keeper took a break.
"Has anyone got their missus a Christmas present yet?" Andy asked out of the blue. The boys all looked at him weirdly as he tried to defend himself, "what it's a valid question".
"It's over a month till Christmas Robbo. No I haven't". Jordan told him, "Have you?" He was almost asking for advice with the way he lowered his voice.
"Of course I have, Rach is a hard woman to shop for I need to start early."
Julián interjected into the conversation, "How hard can she be?"
"She hates when I spend my money in her that's what. She made a huge fuss when I paid for her dog to get surgery behind her back" Robertson kept on rambling about terrible she was with accepting gifts but what can you do if you want to be independent and your fella keeping buy you stuff. "...Anyway you can't say anything you single twat"
"Yeah what happened with Taylor after Merseyside". The attention was all now split towards the football and Julián.
Julián pushed himself back into the camping chair he stole from the coaches and sucked through his teeth. "We slept together and now she is ignoring me"
"What!" Jordan exclaimed the football forgotten by the both of them.
"I don't know what to tell you. We had sex and now she isn't answering me."
Robertson bursted out laughing which didn't help Julian's feeling. He knew the Scot didn't know how to react and chose laughter as the safest option so didn't take it to heart.
"Im sorry- im sorry." Robbo was wiping away tears at this point and Jordan had also started snickering at the man, "we're you bad or something?"
The moment was short lived as the cause more laughter to spew from the defenders which caught the attention of the coaches.
"What are you guys laughing at? Get back to the drills. And you Julián time for penalty practice!"
"That was very mean of you Robbo. I thought we were friends" he said sarcastically to the man who was still laughing, both knew no hard feeling were shared and it was simple banter between friends. Standing up before making his leave he exclaimed, "And for your information I was quite the opposite" he then dramatically snatched the chair and stomped of towards the goals.
1 week later...
Julián Hey Taylor it been a while since we last spoke. You doing ok? Delivered 12:36
Julián I am in America for international Duty We are playing the USA in LA Delivered 13:02
Julián Did I do something wrong? Delivered 13:23
Julián Please answer me Taylor Delivered 13:46
Julián I just hope you will watch You are my lucky charm mariposa Delivered 14:17
Julián was in LA for international duty, Argentina are set to play USA in a friendly. In the Tunnel of the stadium he couldn't keep his thoughts of the game infront of him rather they always seemed to drift to a certain blonde singer how was ignoring him.
He knew he would preform badly this game with his mind all over the place. Leaving the tunnel he tried his best the shake his thought and focus on the game.
Back in his hotel room that night Julián was replaying the game over and over again. Argentina had barely won with the score being 2-1 to them. Julián had let the USA equalise early on with a goal he should have saved, luckily Di Maria was there in the last minute goal. It was safe to say they goalkeeper got a massive yell at by the manager in the dressing room half time.
While everyone else was elated with the win and wanted to celebrate it, all Julián wanted to do was work harder and be better than his mistakes.
All on the bus ride to the hotel his teammates were trying and trying to get him to go out with them saying 'they deserve it' and 'when will we be in LA again' but he wasn't having any of it.
It was around 9 pm and Julián was sat on his bed rewatching the game for the second time when someone knock on his door. Julián sighed to himself knowing it would most likely being Lionel again checking up on him.
He heaved himself off the comfy bed and towards the door. Opening the door slightly he leaned his head against it with his eyes closed, "Lionel, no quiero salir, lo siento, pero estoy muy cansado". ("Lionel i dont want to go out I am sorry but I am really tired.")
He opened his eyes expecting to see his captain's disappointed face not the blonde singer that was ignoring him.
"Taylor?"
Authors Note
Shorter chapter today and a cliff hanger because I love drama.
If you guys spot anything that doesn't make any sense please let me know. I am not the best at editing so any help would be very much appreciated. 🙏
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