footballer imagines

finally with my baby - pedri gonzalez

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January 4th 2024

Jessicas pov

I work at this flower shop, i always see the same guy come in. hes a regular. Almost every day. He grabs the same flowers every time. By the ring on his finger i can see he's married. Lucky girl.

"Hey pedri same thing as usual?" i chuckle as i see him walk in. He looks a little sad today. He looks a little sad alot of the days.

"Yep thanks jessica" he nodds as i find them. He pays and leaves. It's a bit odd isnt it? I wonder how things go after he gives them.

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January 4th 2023

y/ns pov

It's my birthday today! I run down the stairs to my boyfriend.

"Pedrriiii" i jump into his arms.

"Mi amorr" he smiles "happy birthday"

"Thank youu" i smile as he kisses my cheek.

That night

Im a bit annoyed because at dinner pedri wouldnt get off his phone. Barely talked to me, and when i asked him if i looked good he said 'uhh sure'.

I frustatedly put my bag down on the counter and take my heels off.

"What are you mad for?" he asks.

"Um you literally treated me like chopped liver tonight!" i say.

"No i didnt"

"Yes you did"

"No i didnt"

"Yes you did". After a while of this bickering he finally stops.

"Can you just leave me alone! Im sick of you being so dramatic all the time" he yells going upstairs. Upset- i decide to leave the house and maybe just stay at my mums for a while.

When i start driving i dont pay attention that much since im thinking about the fight.

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January 4th 2024

Pedris pov

I walk into the grass. The same cold air hits me just like it did yesterday. And before. And before. And ever since January 4th 2023.

I sit down by a stone. Flowers and teddy bears, little heart plushies and cards- all from me are there. On the tomb stone it reads.

y/n l/n

The love of my fucking life. My wife. My princess. It's been a year since shes died. January 4th today. Her birthday. And then the day we buried her, i died, my heart went with her.

It was 4 years into our relationship. 1 year into our marriage- actually it was about to hit the 1 year mark, After a fight. Her car collided with another after she left the house sad and mad.

And the last words i said to her were.

"Can you just leave me alone? Im sick of you being so dramatic all the time"

Asshole of the year award goes to? And it was on her birthday. On her birthday.

"Happy birthday mi amor! I got you your favourite flowers" i say laying them down "i wouldve gotten more but-"