Tennis Imagines

Rafael Nadal

*Y/L/N= your last name*

*Y/H/T= your home town*

''Rafa, are you coming?'' I screamed while waiting for him to arrive in his suit. It was our first date going to our friends's wedding at New Castle. I loved him so much, and he was so pretty. 

''I'm coming babe, don't look at me yet my hair looks terrible'' Rafael screamed back while I heard the bathroom door open. I giggled a bit, as I ran towards the mirror to check myself one more time before heading out. I looked at myself as I saw that my cheeks were turning red.

How could I still be so nervous about this? Rafael and I have been together for three months already, but yet this felt so new to me. We never dated because of our busy schedules and so this was our very first date. But could you call it a date though? We were about to drive to New Castle in a limousine and go to wedding, not much of a date but still. I smiled as I saw myself, I knew I was the happiest girl on earth at this very moment. 

''Nadal is coming downstairs to get up his queen'' I heard from above, I giggled a bit and pulled my dress down for a bit to make my figure look better. As he walked down the stairs I felt like I was going to get a heart attack. His muscled body looked so perfect in his black suit, and it made my heart flutter. I still could not believe how we were actually a couple, how I, the simple girl named Y/N could date him. Such a silly girl from Y/H/T.

''You look so cute'' I giggled as I saw him looking at me. He smiled as he got down and he grabbed my hand carefully. ''You look so beautiful Y/N, I can't believe that you're mine actually'' he smiled as he leaned in to give me a kiss on my cheek. I closed my eyes as he gave me a playful kiss on my cheek. He looked at me and grabbed my hand,

''Ready for this weekend full of magic?'' he said and I nodded. While we walked to the limousine Rafa his phone rang and he let go of my hand. ''I really have to get this, maybe it's my coach. Are you okay with me..?'' before he waited for me to answer, he already picked up his phone.

''Rafa on the line here'' he said as he picked up the phone. I sighed, why couldn't anyone leave the boy alone for just five damn straight minutes? If it wasn't his coach who was calling him it could be the damn king of Spain who was calling him. It really annoyed me when someone called Rafa. Not because I wanted him for myself, but just because of the fact that Rafael would get a call from someone every five minutes, not even joking.

''Yeah I'm fine, how about you?'' he talked. I got bored by the phone call and signaled Rafa that I was going to the limousine already. He nodded quickly followed by him walking away worrying with the person he was talking to. ''Miss Y/L/N, leaving without Nadal here?'' the man from the limousine said. I laughed fake, ''yeah as you see his person calling him is more important then us leaving on time'' I smiled as I looked at my watch. 

As much as I loved Nadal and believe me that was a lot, I was always annoyed by the fact that nobody would leave him alone. I was at the point that I felt sorry for Nadal being so famous, because he could never really be alone and have some spare time. His spare time was already so little, and even in his spare time people would keep on stalking him with phone calls, taking photo's of him outside the court, texting him and even yeah even sending him letters if he could please sign people's stuff. Yeah okay he last one was sweet, but it also took a lot of his time away because he couldn't say no to his fans.

''Nadal, are you ready?'' I screamed as I saw him still talking on the phone. ''Yeah sure, I'll talk to you later. Bye'' Nadal said and he smiled at me as he ran towards the limousine. ''I'm sorry Y/N, someone called me and I couldn't ignore the person'' Nadal said and he pushed me into the limousine. ''We can go now'' Nadal said to the driver and the driver began driving.