Football Imagines | Book 2

Evan Ferguson

request: May I get something with Evan Ferguson? Reader feeling insecure because other younger wags from Brighton don't have kids and she cannot go out with them constantly? Maybe some are even a bit judgy, since she is a teen mom after all(19, that is barely a teen but still🤷🏻‍♀️). Evan comforts her, a bit hurt-comfort:)

You made your way up to the stand as you were getting ready to watch the game, trying to make friends with the other wives and girlfriends was incredibly daunting when you were younger than them.

You took Elsie on your lap as she clapped her hands as the players came out of the tunnel. "Dadda look" you pointed as he waved up to you. "Hey" you smiled as you turned to the other girls, trying your best to engage in conversation.

You felt disheartened as they all ignored you as you tried to talk to them all. Despite feeling like you were being judged for a young mum, you just watched the game and kept Elsie occupied as best as you could. Brighton winning the game with Evan playing really well, you headed down to go and see him. "Hey" you mumbled as he waited for you. "Hello beautiful, did you watch me play?" he took Elsie from your arms as she snuggled into his arms as she was beginning to get tired now.

"You okay?" Evan asked, noticing you didn't seem yourself.

"Just nothing, a little upset that was all. Don't worry" you smiled as he put Elsie into her car seat.

"No what is it?" he asked you as he climbed into the car.

"Just the girls, I feel they don't like me much. I tried talking to them again, but felt like I was constantly being ignored and judged. It really is silly, but I hate it. Just wish they would speak to me, makes me feel a bit shitty" you shrugged, biting your lip as you tried not to make yourself cry.

"Oh babe, I am so sorry that you feel like that. I am sure they do like you, come on stop worrying about it. If they are judging you do you really want friends like that?" he asked you.

Shaking your head as you agreed with him, you didn't need them.

"Yeah I agree, I am going to not let it bother me" you shrugged as he squeezed your thigh as you headed off home.