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yourusername thank you paris next up: manchester
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you were on your way to one of phil's matches. you had just came back from the producers after listening to your new song.
"ronnie! baby let's go please!" you called for your son who had insisted on getting dressed by himself. he waddled down the stairs with his man city jersey with daddy on the back as well as his matching shorts. today was the match against manchester united.
"mama! look i dress myself!" he spoke as you picked him up and rested him on your hip.
"yeah? it looks amazing love." you cooed as you kissed his head.
you grabbed your bag and placed ronnie in the car seat before sitting down yourself.
"what'd you wanna listen to love?" you asked turning to your son.
"you mama!"
you laughed before playing your most recent album that was released shortly after phil won the treble.
Shirts off, and your friends lift you up over their heads Beer sticking to the floor Cheers chanted, cause they said There was no chance, trying to be The greatest in the league Where's the trophy? He just comes running over to me
flashbacks came to you as you listened to the song.
the moment the whistle blew, it sent you and your families into a sense of euphoria. you let out happy tears as you watched your boyfriend celebrate with his team mates.
shaking your head and snapping out of your thoughts, you looked at he rearview mirror to see ronnie dancing and singing to the next song which was invisible string.
when you had finally arrived at the stadium, you took ronnie and headed towards your seats. pressing a kiss to sasha's cheek you sat down and looked around for phil. your eyes met and he sent you an air kiss before waving at ronnie. you sent one back and phil went inside the tunnel.
"how are you feeling, love?" sasha asked since you had just gotten your period earlier that day and almost cancelled coming to the match.
"better. i took a pill before coming so hopefully ill be fine for now."
the match started and by halftime, manchester city was winning 1-0 with Haaland scoring a penalty.
once the whistle blew for the second half, everybody was on the edge of their seats to see if manchester was truly blue or red. Haaland had managed to score a header making the score 2-0.
Rodri shot towards the goal, hoping for the impact of the ball against the net but onana saved it. Haaland shot a rebound and phil kicked it in.
you stood up, cheering and clapping as phil ran to the corner and slid on his knees before pointing towards you and forming a heart with his fingers.
when the final whistle blew, the sea of blue went wild contrasting the sulking reds. manchester was truly blue and the team had just proven that.
you said your goodbyes to sasha and you and ronnie made your way to the car, where you would meet phil.
"mama, where is daddy?" ronnie asked as you strapped him in.
"daddy will come any minute now love." you told him, cupping his cheeks and kissing his forehead.
"can we listen to lover?" he giggled kicking his feet.
you laughed before playing it and the two of you started singing at the top of your lungs.
"oh my! we have two singers now??" phil gasped as he got in the car.
"daddy!" ronnie squealed.
"hey buddy! did you like the match?" phil asked, strapping his seatbelt on.
"yes! did you see uncle erling's goal with his head?!" he grinned.
phil's face dropped before meeting your eyes and lighting up again.
"hey baby, did you see my goal?" he lowered his voice, placing a hand to your cheek. you nuzzled into it and mumbled a soft yeah. he brought his face closer and gave you a soft kiss.
"im so fucking proud of you." you mumbled against his lips when you pulled apart.
"lets go home now, big day tomorrow!" phil grinned excitedly.
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the crowd was going wild as you stood in position to do your last song of the night.
I feel so high school every time I look at you I wanna find you in a crowd just to hide from you
And in a blink of a crinkling eye I'm sinking, our fingers entwined Cheeks pink in the twinkling lights Tell me 'bout the first time you saw me I'll drink what you think, and I'm high From smoking your jokes all damn night The brink of a wrinkle in time Bittersweet sixteen suddenly
I'm watching American Pie with you on a Saturday night Your friends are around, so be quiet I'm trying to stifle my sighs 'Cause I feel so high school every time I look at you But look at you Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
you made eye contact with phil from the vip area and made a little heart with your fingers as you continued singing.
Are you gonna marry, kiss, or kill me? (Kill me) It's just a game, but really (really) I'm bettin' on all three for us two (all three) Get my car door, isn't that sweet? (That sweet) Then pull me to the backseat (backseat) No one's ever had me (had me), not like you
Truth, dare, spin bottles You know how to ball, I know Aristotle Brand new, full-throttle Touch me while your bros play Grand Theft Auto It's true, swear, scouts honour You knew what you wanted and boy, you got her Brand new, full-throttle You already know, babe
the night ended as you went back into the dressing room. a knock sounded and you immediately rushed to the door to see your boyfriend with a bouquet of your favorite flowers.
"oh my gosh, thank you baby! these are gorgeous." you grinned as you took the flowers before melting into his arms.
"you are so fucking gorgeous and amazing you know that?" he whispered in your ear.
