Football Imagines

Ben Davies

For Welsh_rugby_fan

I need a gangsta to love me better....
Lola's hands were bound behind her. She stared into the darkness. His footsteps echoed on the floor. He was moving closer.

Than all the others do....
His dark presence filling the room.
Her mind went through different descriptions of what he could look like.
One thing was sure. He was tall very tall. And his shoulders were broad.
Which in her opinion made him all the more scarier.

To always forgive me, ride or die with me.....
She hadn't seen him coming. In the blink of an eye he had knocked her out and picked her up.
Now she was somewhere that felt like a damp dusty alley.
She didn't know what she had done and she didn't know why he wanted her. She was just watching the Welsh match and on her way home....
There he was.
Nothing more than a dark silhouette.

That's just what gangstas do.....
She turned around. She had tried to run.
But that's when she felt the sharp pain and was met by darkness.
Then she woke up. In this place.

I'm ****** up I'm black and blue, I'm built for all the abuse, I got secrets that nobody nobody nobody knows....
Her head hurt from whatever he had hit her with. Every now and then she felt like black spots were blurring her vision, even in the darkness.
Thump, thump, thump, faster.
His footsteps were heavy down what sounded like stairs.
He's getting closer.
Her heart raced with his footsteps as they got closer. The similar dark presence filling the room.

I'm good on that ***** sh*t, I don't want what I can't get, I want someone with secrets that nobody nobody nobody knows........
He stood over her.
"Don't try to be smart with me, I don't mind killing you."
His voice boomed. Surrounding her.
"What do you want!" She shouted daring to match up against him.
She could feel him twitch in the darkness.
Then she felt a palm on her cheek.
"That includes talking back," he said.

I need a gangsta, to love me better than all the others do, to always forgive me, ride or die with me, that's just what gangstas do.........
She spat out blood on his foot. His slap was one of authority, one that meant business.
A car was passing by, casting enough light for her to catch a glimpse of his face.
What she saw made her throw up in her mouth.
His face was completely pale. His left eye had a scar stretching from his eyelids to his neck. But the weirdest thing about this eye, was that it was just white.
With no pupil.
He looked like he had ran into some hard-core people.
"People are willing to pay big money for girls like you,"he said menacingly.
So that's it, he wants to sell me. She thought.
"Hello?"
She heard a voice say.
Sounded like some drunk dude had stumbled into the alley.

My freakness is on the loose and running all over you, please take me to places that nobody nobody nobody knows........
She heard scar face growl.
Yes scar face, that's what I'll call you.
"Get out!" he screamed.
The voice laughed.
Yep definitely drunk.
"You don't tell me what to do man!" the voice screamed "I'm Ben Davies! Heard of?"
Lola gasped.
Scar face marched towards him, raising his fist.
"Ben Davies" just stood there, defiant.
"So what? You going to hit me?" He asked.
"I'm going to teach you a lesson," scar face growled.

You got me hooked up on the feeling! You got me hanging from the ceiling! Got me up so high I'm barely breathing......
Lola heard their struggle. She heard punches being thrown and them cursing under their breaths.
She heard scar face growl over and over. But mostly she heard him slowly giving up.
From what he could tell. "Ben Davies" kept punching his left eye.
And that was his weak spot.
After a while she heard him grunt.
"There are other girls in Wales anyway," he said running out of the alley.
"You better run!" "Ben Davies" shouted.
She felt him walking towards her. She felt her ropes loosening.
She was free. She tried to get up, she fell to the ground.
"No let me, " he said.
He put his hands under her knees and carried her bridal style.
She stared into his eyes.
Ben Davies!

So don't let me, don't let me, don't let me, don't let me go......
"I'm Ben," he said.
"Lola," she said.
He carried her into his car.
Pulling her into his chest.

I need a gangsta to love me better than all the others do, to always forgive me, ride or die with me, that's just what gangstas do.....
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Song above: Gangsta by kehlani from suicide squad the album.