Football Imagines | Book 2

Trent Alexander Arnold

prompt taken from my prompt account x 

The last few weeks had been awful for you, your relationship had been all over social media due to Trent being seen with someone else.

The past few weeks had been a blur, you'd moved out of your house due to the press being outside your flats and wanting to know information about your relationship.

You had stayed in bed most of the time, whilst Trent had tried to contact you so much since the video was leaked.

But you were in no mood to speak to him.

Once again your phone buzzed beside you as your sister walked in.

"You need to answer it, he will constantly be ringing. Just go back home, I know you don't want to but I think you should" she suggested as she placed a glass of water on the beside table.

"Mm suppose so" you muttered as you pressed the call button.

"Hi" you muttered into the phone.

"We need to talk, you can't keep avoiding me" Trent grumbled down the phone.

"Okay meet me then?" you suggested.

"Alright, we need to meet in private. I really don't want to be seen by the paps again" he laughed.

"Fine. Choose the place and just text me it" you bluntly replied as you ended the call.
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You read the text as you saw where you were meeting, you had to make yourself look a little bit presentable.

Something you hadn't done for the past few days was get out of your pyjamas.
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You headed to the place you were meeting, walking in as you watched him staring straight at you.

"Hi" you muttered as you sat down in front of him.

"Thanks for meeting me" he smiled as he sipped on his drink.

"Fine, would have liked it not to be so public though what if we get seen again" you muttered as you were starting to feel nervous with eyes all on you.

"Sorry, we can leave if you want to. Just walk somewhere quieter with no peering eyes" you nodded as you stood up and walked out of the cafe that had appeared a lot more busier than when you first walked in there.

"So how are you?" he asked quietly.

"Great, whole of the internet knows my life and that you are a dirty cheat. So yeah, doing fantastic thanks" you rolled your eyes sarcastically.

"Cut that out, don't be like that" Trent told you.

"Are you being fucking serious right now?" you exclaimed, raising your voice as you felt the rage bubble inside of you.

"Yes you are seriously overacting to the video, there is no need to be like this. You know how much I love you and you are being stupid. The video means nothing" Trent told you as he leaned forward to try and grab your hand.

"You said I love you to a girl that isn't me, how am I supposed to react?" you shouted at him as he shook his head.

"Oh you are overacting, give over babe. You know my true feelings, this isn't worth arguing over. Just come home now" Trent tried to reassure you but you were having none of it.

"I am not overacting at all Trent, you are the one that was plastered all over the internet kissing and saying I love you to someone else. But I should just suck it up, no thanks. Excuse me, I think this conversation is very much done." you stood up

"Again are you serious? you are really walking away from this. Why are you doing this to me? walking away from me? whatever" he shouted out as you walked off.

This was the start of a new chapter..