Football Imagines

Nicola Zalewski | i

Author's note: This is a request by VeneMarisa where they wanted something about him being jealous, so I wrote something where he gets jealous of the reader because of how successful her job and career are.
Also sorry it took me so long to write it and post it, but I struggled a bit and wasn't too inspired.

Hope you like it and thank you for reading! 💜

Female reader/pov

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"I seriously love your Instagram account. Your photos are so good!"

"And your Tiktok videos? I love those too."

"Thank you very much" I smile.

"I bought the mascara you recommended on the last one, and it is amazing!"

"It is, isn't it?"

"We should get going" Nicola says behind me.

"Yes, of course. It's been so nice meeting you" I say to the girls who have stopped us outside the stadium.

"You too! Like, our friends won't believe us when I tell them that we saw you" one of them says.

"Oh my God, that has reminded me that we haven't taken a photo the three of us together!" the other one says.

"Nicola, do you mind..." I ask him.

"Sure" he says, forcing himself to smile.

"Thank you so much!" the girls say once he has taken a few photos.

"Yeah, great. Can we go now?" he asks me. "I need to rest."

"We have to go, girls. Thank you very much for everything" I say, giving them each a quick hug and getting into Nicola's car. "Weren't they lovely?"

"If you say so..." he says, starting the engine. "I think I'm going to have their voices stuck in my head for the rest of the week."

"What?"

"Oh my God, I love your Instagram. Oh my God, you are so pretty. Oh my God, oh my God" he says, trying to sound like them.

"What the fuck, Nicola? Those girls were super nice, there is no need to mock them like that."

"They were nice to you. They acted as if I didn't exist."

"What? They first saw and said hello to you and then came towards us when they spotted me."

"And then they acted as if I didn't exist when I was standing right there next to you. Like, they were at the stadium watching me play, not you, yet acted as if you were the football star."

"How do you know they were there to watch you play?"

"Because they were wearing my shirt. But you were so focused on the attention they were giving you because of me, that you didn't notice."

"Because of you?"

"Do you seriously think they would know who you are if you weren't dating me?" he chuckles. "You are famous because of me, because we are together. If we weren't, no one would recognise you."

"I beg your fucking pardon?"

"Yeah" Nicola shrugs.

"I can't believe it. I can't fucking believe" I laugh. "I was already known on Instagram and working with big brands and attending fashion weeks before meeting you, Nicola. I had a career before dating you, which is something you can't say."