boyfriend, trent alexander-arnold

❪ ♡ ❫ ━ alleged girlfriend

「 ALLEGED GIRLFRIEND! 」

summary: with rumours sparking that
trent is seeing someone, that someone
being you. buried feelings makes it
way to the surface.

disclaimers: lil bit of a longer one,
i love my men obsessed what can i say

word count: 2.3k

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Trent never really liked parties. It's way too loud, way too stuffy, and way too many people. if it was his teammates or friends, he was fine. but sometimes it was strangers that just love to ask too many questions that he feels like he's in an interview more than a conversation. some just wanted to hear the drama about the transfers and relationships rumours.

"So, Trent, the fans want to know if you're seeing someone or not."

Speaking of relationship rumours.

Trent involuntarily scrunched his face. If he hears that question one more time or anything related to that he is going to go crazy. The number of times he has to dodge answering that question this night alone was insane.

It all started with a viral tweet recently that went out on how Trent was always "seen" with this one person, a girl specifically, over these past weeks. Everyone went haywire with assumptions. articles were posted, people were flooding his dms and his ig posts are full of comments about this mysterious girl.

Who? When? How?!

"Hello, pardon, I'm so sorry to interrupt, but can I steal him for a bit."

Timing couldn't have been any more perfect.

He snapped his head towards you so fast, you can positively hear his neck crack. With the sound of your voice, he could suddenly feel the clouds clearing, the room felt less stuffy, the birds were chirping and everything seemed fine.

Your hands wrapped around Trent's forearm, moving to stand close to him, as you smiled politely at the person in front of him.

In all honesty you have been keeping your eyes on him ever since you saw an interviewer that you recognised speaking to him. With Trent's body language, anyone could tell that he wanted to get out of that conversation. So you excuse yourself from your friends and make your way to Trent, a strategy already in mind.

The person nodded their head quickly, "Yes, yes of course miss." before they cheekily added, "Wouldn't want to keep you away from your man."

Trent internally cringed, he didn't want you to be embarrassed but instead he heard you giggle, your hands squeezing his bicep tighter. But Trent knows you, he knows that was not your real laugh.

When he turned to look at you, he could see that your eyes were sparkling, you were wearing an adorable smile that pulled on his heartstrings, the lights of the room making your skin all glowy and he thought he might pass out.

As you both bid your goodbyes, Trent immediately rested his warm hand at your back, guiding you through the room. You both ended up in a secluded area, hoping that it was out of the eyes of other people. But that proved wrong because you could feel every pair of eyes on you and Trent as you both walked by together.

Leaning against a wall, you turned to look into his brown eyes that you have become fond of. You smiled at him, eyes involuntary dropping down to his rose-tinted lips as he licked them, before it curled into one of his pretty grins that never fails to make you swoon.