|| Y/n's POV ||
It was around 1 in the afternoon and I was bored as hell. Everyone else had something to do except me. My friends are everywhere else but around me and Mal had a photo shoot with Nike.
I'm on my own. Just me and Frankie. I decided to just watch Netflix and have a lazy day. I caught up on all my work and started watching movies when my phone buzzes.
dualipa followed you!
What the hell?! Did I read that correctly? I open it and it really is Dua! I'm in love with this chick. Her voice oh my gosh. She is and forever will be my celebrity crush.
I put my phone down and continued to freak out. About 5 minutes later my phone buzzes again.
dualipa: Heyyyy Love ❤️
No fucking way! Dua just slid in my DMs. I'm gonna fucking die. I shouldn't even freak out this much I'm with Mal. Who wouldn't?! ITS DUA FUCKING LIPA!
I realized I didn't respond and nervously opened the dm. What the hell am I supposed to say?
Y/nMorgan: Hiii 😊
dualipa: I'm sorry if this is all weird but I'd heard a lot about you 😊 you're amazing at soccer
Oh god. She watches me play soccer?! That embarrassing.
Y/nMorgan: Oh really? You watch soccer
dualipa: Yeah I watch whenever I can
dualipa: Hoping to catch a game soon since you're on the National Team now ❤️
Y/nMorgan: Were playing in Cincinnati next week I'd love for you to drop in 😊 if you're around
dualipa: Actually have a show in Cleveland next week
dualipa: When's the game?
Y/nMorgan: Tuesday
dualipa: Well I would love to come out!
Y/nMorgan: I'll get you two passes ❤️
dualipa: I would love for you to come to my show in Cleveland I know you're probably busy but it'd be lovely
Y/nMorgan: Of course
dualipa: 4 passes enough?
Y/nMorgan: Yessss
Y/nMorgan: Thank you so much ❤️
dualipa: No problem love 💙 I'll see you next week
Holy fuck. I'm going to meet Dua Lipa next week! She's coming to the game. Oh god. Let's hope I don't embarrass myself. Speaking of the game, I should frugally start packing. If I don't do it now I'll procrastinate and do it before we have to get to the airport.
// Time Skip //
Mal arrived back at the house and I was too excited to see her. " Mallory!" I jumped onto her body as she entered the house with Alex. I showered her with kisses until Alex cleared her throat.
I got off of Mal and hugged my mom. " Hi mom." I say kissing her cheek. " What are you all jittery for?" Mal asks smiling and poking my cheek.
" Ok, you two aren't gonna believe this!" I say smiling brightly. They motion for me to continue. " Dua Lipa is coming to the game on Tuesday! " I say super excited.
" How do you know?" Alex asks. " She slid in my DMs!" I say and Mal's face goes serious. " Not like that Mallory. Calm down. Oh and more news, were invited to her concert!"
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Scoring A Morgan ( Mal Pugh x Y/n)
FanfictionY/n Jauregui. 16 year old soccer player. Daughter of Kehlani and Lauren Jauregui. Or so she thought. Jumbled into the world of soccer when she meets one particular person that could change her world. Mallory Pugh. 19 year old forward, heartthrob. Tw...