Alessia Russo Oneshot

Scoring Goals And Hearts

The night air was crisp, settling in over Leigh Sports Village as Arsenal geared up to face Manchester United. The stadium buzzed with anticipation, an undercurrent of excitement rippling through the stands. But for you, the energy felt personal, charged in a way that was hard to ignore. Maybe it was the atmosphere, maybe the significance of the match. Or maybe, it was the sight of Alessia Russo, your girlfriend and teammate, stretching a few yards away, her focus intense and unwavering. The pride that glowed in her eyes tonight, facing her old team, was something you hadn't seen before.

She caught your gaze and gave a small smile, quickly replaced by her game face. The connection between you was an anchor, grounding you both amidst the pressure.

"Ready for this?" she asked, catching up with you as you adjusted your shin guards.

"With you by my side? Always," you replied, smiling as she chuckled and nudged your shoulder.

The first half of the game was intense. United fought hard, determined to defend their home ground. But Arsenal wasn't backing down. Every time you and Alessia found each other on the pitch, a silent understanding passed between you—a familiarity built on hours spent training and nights spent together.

Then, in the 63rd minute, the opportunity presented itself. You received a pass just outside the penalty box, catching a glimpse of Alessia darting forward. Without thinking, you threaded a ball through two defenders, landing perfectly at her feet. With a quick touch, Alessia controlled it, then struck with precision, sending the ball soaring past the keeper and into the net.

The stadium erupted. Half the crowd cheered, half groaned, and for a moment, Alessia stood there, soaking it all in. She'd scored against her old team—a bittersweet moment. But her eyes found you, and without hesitation, she sprinted over, pulling you into a tight hug.

"That was all you," she whispered, pressing her forehead against yours.

"Not a chance. That was pure Russo magic," you grinned, tightening your arms around her before reluctantly pulling away to regroup.

The game pressed on, and despite your best efforts, United managed to equalise in the final minutes. It was a fair draw, both teams having poured everything into the game.

As you left the pitch together, hand in hand, Alessia looked back at the pitch, a bittersweet smile on her face.

"You good?" you asked gently.

"Better than good," she replied, looking at you with a glimmer in her eyes. "Playing here... scoring here... and having you by my side. It's all I could ask for."

You squeezed her hand, feeling a warmth spread through you. Tonight was more than a game; it was a chapter in your shared journey, one of many. And you couldn't wait to write the next one—together.