Footballer imagines.

Marc Bartra #1

Sad(ish) Imagine for myself😁

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Marc POV

As training had just finished, Sergi came over and asked if Emily and I wanted to go out with him and his girlfriend on Saturday. I told him sure and I'd call him nearer the time, as at the moment it's Thursday.

I made my way home. It was a short journey from the Nou Camp to Emily and I's house. So it only took me ten minutes.

I opened the door of our house. Emily wasn't in the front room, she's probably in the bedroom. I then opened the bedroom door to reveal a crying Emily sitting on the bed, with her head in her hands.

"Em, what's wrong," I said worryingly, putting my arms around her.

"I miss him," she said.

"Ben?" He asked.

She nodded her head.

I gave her an even bigger hug, I wanted to let her know I was there for her. You see, she lost her uncle just over a year ago. Most of the time, Em is really happy, but sometimes she just breaks down. It breaks my heart. Especially knowing that while I was at training, laughing and smiling, Em was sat at home crying her eyes out.

"I know I can't do much to make you feel better, but later if you want I can take you to his memorial so we can visit him. Would you like that?" I asked her, trying to make her feel better.

"That would be nice," she replied with a small smile.

"For now, I know there's nothing to make you feel better. But this might help," I said.

I grabbed my phone from out of my pocket and looked for our song. Whenever one of us was sad, we would play the song. All About You by Mc Fly.

Yesterday, you asked me something I thought you knew

So I told you with a smile 'It's all about you'

Then you whispered in my ear and you told me too

Said, 'You make my life worthwhile, it's all about you'

And I would answer all your wishes, if you asked me to

But if you deny me one of your kisses, don't know what I'd do

So hold me close and say three words, like you used to do

Dancing on the kitchen tiles, it's all about you

It's all about you
It's all about you baby

As I pressed play, I could see in her eyes that it made her feel a bit happier. I brought her closer to me, we swayed side to side for a bit.

"It's okay Em, I'm here," I said to her, making sure she knew that I care.

"Thanks Marc, I don't know what I'd do without you," she mumbled.

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Imagine for myself haha

I thought I'd share the reason for why I wrote this. 😁

I'm not posting a "sob-story" online to get votes/comments. I just wanted to say this, only a few of my friends actually listen. I trust my readers and thought I'd show you a bit of my life.

I did loose my uncle over a year ago. (His name was not Ben, I didn't want to use his real name, I felt it was too personal). The song used in this chapter also means a lot to me.

That's all I really want to say. If you're ever upset and you want to talk to someone, most of the time I am online :)

Thanks for reading!
- Em :)