Brooklyn Beckham Imagines

You go to his soccer game

You wake up to a buzz from your phone. Ugh.

You turn over and pick up your phone too see its Brooklyn.

Sexiest guy on earth:

He named himself that... You chuckle at the memory before actually reading the text.

Sexiest guy on earth: Can't wait to see you at my game today!

Oh shit.

Sexiest guy on earth: your still in bed aren't you?

You: Gotta go get ready bye <3

You throw your phone on your bed before quickly getting ready.

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You get to the pitch to see Brooklyn warning up, damn he looks hot when he's focused.

You see him look up and notice you, a big smile forming on his face.

"Y/N!" He yells before running over towards you.

You smile as he loosely wraps his arms around your waist.

"Sorry I'm late I woke up-" you start to explain but he cuts you off with a kiss.

"Sorry I couldn't resist." He says as he smiles at you like a dork.

"BROOKLYN!" We hear his coach call.

"Wish me luck?" He asks adorably.

"Good luck." You simply say with a genuine smile.

He kisses you one last one before running off to join his team mates.

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It's half time and they're down by one goal and let's just say Brooklyn isn't too happy.

You walk with them into the change rooms since you always do whenever you come to watch.

You see Brooklyn sitting on one of the benches, he looks angry as he just stares at the ground.

You walk over slowly, putting your hand on his.

"Br-"

"All we need is two more goals to win! Otherwise they get the victory!" He yells, you flinch a little as his tone and he seems to notice.

He turns to you and pulls you onto his lap.

"Sorry Y/N I just really want this win. They're our rival team." He says, playing with your hair.

"Then win."

"It's not that simple."

"It is if you make it."

"Y/N you don't underst-"

"I don't need to." He notices your not going to change your mind so he just laughs it off. "Fine, why don't you just go get us two goals then?"

"Sure."  He rolls his eyes and just laughs at you. "yay I made you all chill and happy again!" You say as you dance around a bit, still in his embrace.

"Y/N, you just being here makes me happy." He mutters, AWW.

"What was that?" You ask playfully.

"Huh?" He says pretending to not know  what your talking about, you see him turn a bright shade of red.

"AWWW Brooklyn!" You say, not being able to resist how cute he looked right now.

Sure enough not only did they score two goals, but three! All from the same guy.

Brooklyn Beckham.