You frowned. Standing in front of the mirror. Why wouldn't he want her. She was so much better than you.
She made heads turn and jaws drop. To be honest, you considered yourself lucky Mario even looked your way.
You sighed, looking at the picture of them one more time. The smile on his face was like a knife through your heart. The way he wrapped his arm around her waist. All of it. It was just too much.
You sat on the floor, hugging your knees. He had said it was just a shoot. That they were making him do it just for publicity. But it hurt. Hurt that they were too ashamed to say you were his girlfriend so they had to get some other girl. A model.
But what hurt you the most was the way he had agreed to it. Like it was no big deal. And to be honest it shouldn't be such a big deal, should it? You asked yourself. You knew he still loved you. He said it all the time. So if that was true why did he do such things with her. Hold her in ways you thought he would only hold you and then he would brush it off; it was just for publicity.
It hurt you. Hurt you that if you tried to talk about it, he'd get mad. Saying you were over reacting and that it was just for publicity.You knew you couldn't compete with her. Next to her level of stunningness, you considered yourself nothing.
You watched interview after interview, when he would be asked who you were and he would say you were just his cousin. The word just.
Just as in not really important, just just.
"Just," you said "you're just, just."You flipped through countless pictures of them. On instagram. You saw the comments.
"My God your gf is sooo pretty 😱"
"Oh Lord I love her 🔥"
"My heart 😭😭😭😭"
"Put a ring on that"
No you were his girlfriend. Not her. And it hurt that no one knew that. Well atleast he was decent enough to deem you his cousin and not just a friend.
You sighed. For like the thousandth time. You couldn't help it. The signs were there. She was much better than you.You heard the door open and close. He was back.
"(Y/n) I'm here," he called up to you.
You sighed.
Ugh stop sighing you told yourself.
He walked into the living room.
"Hey what's up why didn't you answer?" he asked.
"Oh I thought you were calling to your girlfriend, and not just your cousin," you stated blankly.
His face changed immediately.
"Babe come on," he said trying to get you into his arms.
You ducked out of his reach.
"Please Mario it's ok. I know I'm no match for her."
Mario stood frozen to the spot. A frown crossing his lips.
"Come here (y/n)," he said.
"Look Mario.."
"Now!" he ordered with all authority.
You were slightly startled, but you moved towards him.
He wrapped you in his arms drawing you to his chest.
He got out his phone and opened his snapchat. He began to video.
"This is (y/n) my real girlfriend. I love her to death and she is absolutely flawless." The video capacity was exceeded and the video ended. He posted the video to his story.
"I love you (y/n) and no one else," he whispered into your ear.
"I love you too Mario."
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Football Imagines
FanficImagines for footballers. All footballers are welcome , every single one. And yes requests are open. If somehow you've stumbled upon this and this isn't really what you like reading, check out my other book liberation.