WOSO Imagines

Rumours Only Grow (Caroline Graham Hansen)

I'm a very private person, so when I signed for arguably one of the most popular clubs in the world, it was a huge adjustment. It feels like every aspect of my life is now overanalyzed by excited fans and as good as it is to be valued and appreciated by people, it also makes me incredibly anxious to have them so invested in my personal life. Specifically, when it comes to my love life.

"The fansights are at it again, Eila," Lucy says, showing me her phone.

"What are we meant to have done now?" I sigh, leaning across the kitchen island to read the headline. "'Lucy Bronze and Eila Siren photographed at romantic dinner for two. #Lila.' Seriously? Can friends not get a meal together anymore? And what is 'romantic' about 2-for-1 margaritas and separate checks? Herran tähden!" (Oh my god)

Lucy just laughs. "You have to admit, we make a cute couple."

I narrow my eyes at her. "I happen to think we're both already in cute couples. Would you not agree?"

"Of course, I agree. I just think it's funny that it's been speculated that you've dated everyone on this team except your girlfriend."

"With how intrusive and detail-oriented culers can be, it's honestly surprising. Especially given it's been three years."

"Has it really?"

I nod. "Will be tomorrow."

"Got anything special planned for after the match?"

"That, my English friend, is a secret," I smirk.

The night before a match, the whole team gathers for dinner at one of our houses. This time, Mapi and Ingrid are hosting. It's my favorite time of the week because all of my teammates can just relax and be themselves. It gives us all a chance to unwind and connect before a match and I think it makes us better teammates and overall players.

My doorbell rings at 5:15 on the dot and I smile as I make a beeline for it, throwing it open. "Hello, rakkaani. Right on time as always," I greet my girlfriend, kissing her on the cheek as she makes her way inside. I watch her walk by me, admiring her and the way she looks in her jeans. "Maybe we skip dinner tonight." (My beloved)

"Why would we do that?" Caro asks as she heads towards the kitchen to grab the korvapuusti I made to have with coffee after dinner.

"Because you look too damn fine in those jeans and I don't want to share," I purr, following after her and wrapping my arms around her waist. "I'm sure our friends would understand." I place a trail of kisses from the back of her neck up to her earlobe.

She shivers, leaning into me. "As tempting as that is, we would never hear the end of it if we didn't show up."

I pout. "You're right, I just...I feel like we've barely had any alone time lately."

She turns around, taking my face in her hands. "I know, elskling. Have you thought any more about my offer?" (Darling)

"I'm still considering."

She drops her hands.

I pull her in closer, resting my forehead on hers. "Hey, I promise I'm actually thinking about it. I know you think my fears are unfounded, but I like my privacy and I like what we have. Though, the thought of waking up to you every morning is definitely persuasive."

Caro laughs. "Good. I think it would be really good for us."

I can't admit to myself that I thought so, too, my own insecurities and anxieties getting in the way of my happiness yet again. I just hope I can work past them before it's too late.