Footballers imaginations

Trent Alexander Arnold| break up

You are working with Liverpool FC as a physio. You have a secret relationship with one of the players, Trent Alexander-Arnold, even though it is prohibited. You often see each other after the matches, secretly. It isn't a serious relationship but you ended up catching feelings for him, so you hide them.

After spending another night with him at his place, you see him sitting on the edge of the bed, his back facing you. He seems to be thinking.

"Can we talk?" He asks seriously.

"Yeah. What's up?"

He pulls himself up from the bed and turns around to face you.

"We have to stop," he says.

When you heard this words, your heart broke in a million pieces. He hadn't known, but you fell in love with him.

"W-why?" Your voice breaks saying this.

He pauses, taking a breath and looking at you.

"You know why. It's just.." He is taken aback by your beauty. "We are both breaking the rules. We have been hiding our feelings for each other but this isn't fair. It isn't right."

"B-but... i love you" you wanted to say this for so long.

His heart skips a beat at your confession. He can't help but smile.

"I know, doll... I feel the same way but this isn't right. We need to think of the consequences. We have to be professional."

"Baby please! I can't lose you!" Tears starts to form in your eyes.

He takes a step closer to you, his gaze intense.

"I know, sweetheart. But we can't do this. Our feelings are growing and sooner or later we aren't going to be able to control them. We have to be sensible and end it before it gets out of hand."

"No, no you can't do this! I can't live without you anymore! I catch feelings already... it's too late."

He stares at you, a look of sadness in his eyes.

"I know.. I feel the same way. You have completely stole my heart. I don't want to end things, but we have to do what's right."

"S-so you're breaking up with me?!" You couldn't control your tears anymore.

Tears well up in his eyes as he watches yours. He slowly nods his head.

"I'm sorry.." He says, with an obvious sense of regret. He takes a deep breath and looks away.

"B-but..."

He comes towards you slowly and pulls you into his arms. His embrace is comforting as he looks down at you.

"Shhh.." He croons softly and runs his fingers through your hair. "I'm sorry..."

"I would leave my job, just to be with you! I don't care anymore!"

He holds onto you tightly and looks deep into your eyes.

"I know you would, babe. But no. This isn't just about the job. If we get caught, we could potentially both get in trouble. Think about that. It could ruin our lives. What if someone found out? Everyone would talk. What would everyone say?"

"I know... but it's not my fault that I fell in love with you."

He smiles softly, his hand cupping your chin.

"I know it's not your fault, darlin'. Nobody can help who they fall in love with. I know that better than anyone. But unfortunately we made a mistake. We are both adults with jobs that are important. This is life. We can't break the rules just because we want something."

You couldn't take it anymore. If you looked at him one more time, you would probably break.
You went to the closet and got all your clothes, tears keep rolling down your cheek's.

He looks at you sadly, his heart aching. He tries to keep his emotions in check but he feels the pain of losing you so badly. He knows this will be hard. He watches as you pack your things, his heart breaking more with every move, every tear, every sound. It breaks him apart to see you in such pain. He knows this is goodbye, but it's a goodbye that isn't supposed to happen.

As the tears stream down your face, he approaches you with one final, heartbreaking attempt to talk sense into you. He softly reaches out and wipes away a tear from your cheek.

"Please don't cry, baby.. Please..."

"Tell me how? I am going to live now, without your arms around me, without your kisses...
And i have to see you everyday at work and act like I don't know you."

His heart breaks even more at the sound of your words. He can physically feel the pain of losing you. He gently pulls you back into his arms, his hand running gently down your hair.

"Shhh... I know. But we'll get through this. I promise. We'll move on, and maybe one day we can rekindle this again. But not now."

"But can't you understand?! I don't want to move on, I don't want anyone else..."

He can't help but hold onto you tightly, his heart breaking as he tries to comfort you. His words are nothing but a broken record as he repeats himself once again but he feels the same way. He wants to fight for you, he wants to make this work. He wants to kiss you and tell you that things will be okay but he knows he can't. His voice is gentle as he continues to run his hands through your hair.

"Shhh... I know babe. I know.. I feel the same way..."

"I love you so much!" You felt like saying this for the last time.

He embraces her tightly, his heart aching as he feels your arms around him. He kisses the top of her head, letting out a gentle sigh as he runs his fingers through her hair. He doesn't want this but he knows that it needs to happen. His voice is sad as he speaks again.

"I love you more, baby..."

"Can you kiss me for the last time?" Your voice breaks when you said that.

His breath catches in his throat at the sound of her words. His eyes fill with tears as he stares at you lovingly. The idea of a last kiss was already enough to tear him apart but this actually being the absolute last time... He pulls you in tightly, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close. His breath is unsteady as he leans in, his lips gently brushing up against yours in a soft, delicate kiss.

He allows the moment to keep going, wanting it to last forever. His mind is filled with the taste of your lips, your scent lingering and your warmth surrounding him. As he pulls away, his eyes filled with tears, his breathing is shaky.

"That's the last one," he whispers.

"Maybe one day we will get together again!" You tried to comfort him.

His eyes soften as you say that, his body still yearning for your touch.

"Maybe one day," he repeats as he looks deep into your eyes. "One day..."

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Author note:
Guys this one was hard to write! 😢
Do you want part 2? And i am sorry I wrote so much about Trent, but he is literally my favourite! I promise I would write about someone different next time! 💋
I am sorry if there are mistakes! 😘