A/N : Double update! Trying to get back on the imagine grind haha! This is for ourmomentimagines !! I hope you like it!
My eyes stare at the television in front of me. The British accents flow through my ears. I watch as Ricky Gervais comes across the screen wearing his characters usual attire- black slacks and a white button up shirt. I chuckle as the cast awkwardly glances at the screen. My phone suddenly dings, bringing me out of my thoughts. I grab it from beside me and unlock the screen. I click on my messages and blush as I see who texted me.
How's my beautiful girl today? 👑
My thumbs rapidly hit the keyboard.
Pretty awesome! Im watching The Office right now. It'd be better if you were here ❤️
He responds right away.
Aw I wish I was there too. At least we'll see each other tomorrow though!
Yes! Annnnddd we'll tell Harry about us tomorrow after the game!
I'm telling you, Harry will be happy. I'm pretty great. Plus it's not like I'm a stranger 👏🏻
🙄🙄 ookkkaayyy big head
I hear the front door shut and and my brother's voice echoes through the house. "I'm back! I brought food!"
My eyes widen excitedly at his words. "Thanks Harry!"
I type a quick message to Jesse and send it.
Harry's back with dinner. I'll ttyl. Love you
I lock my phone and get up from the couch where I greet Harry. He's dressed in his Adidas joggers and a baggy tee shirt. He holds two big bags of Chinese food. The smell makes my mouth water.
"I'm probably the best brother in the whole universe." He chuckles.
"Eh." I shrug with a laugh. He gasps, pretending to be hurt. We walk to the kitchen and he sets everything up. We sit down and start enjoying the delicious food. Harry looks at the television and turns to me with a flat face.
"The office? Again? Really?"
"It's the best show ever." I furrow my eyebrows at him. "Duah."
Harry clicks his tongue. "Yeah, okay."
"So are you excited for your game tomorrow." I ask, changing the subject.
He nods and swallows his sesame chicken. "Of course. Manchester United is a great team."
I nod, trying not to show my emotions too much. "Yeah, they are. They have a lot of good players."
"Yeah. Most of the boys play for England so it'll be fun. You have a favorite player? I can have you meet them."
I nearly choke on my food. "A f-favorite?"
"Yeah." He takes a sip from his water bottle. "I know you've met most of them at national practices but what about any of the others? De Gea? Blind? Bailly?"
"Uh, I don't really have a favorite. I like them all." I shrug.
"Well if you want to meet the team tomorrow just let me know. You have your ticket right?"
"Yep!"
"Good, good."
We finish up our food and I head upstairs to get ready for bed. I lay out my outfit tomorrow. I decided against wearing my brothers jersey since I'll really be pulling for Jesse and his team. I smooth out the white shirt and place it on top of my brown cardigan. I pull my jeans out from my dresser and throw them on my chair. My phone rings and I don't even have to look to know it's Jesse.
"Hey babe." I answer the phone.
"Hey love." His voice is cheeky. "I can't sleep."
"Why?"
"I'm picturing your face when I see you tomorrow. It's keeping me awake. I'm too excited."
"You need to sleep so you'll be ready to kick some ass tomorrow."
"Ooo. Say that again baby."
"Kick some ass."
"I'll kick your ass." He chuckles.
I roll my eyes. "That wasn't what I was going for."
"You think we'll win tomorrow?"
"I hope you do."
"I'll score a goal just for you. Just wait."
I tuck a strand of melon brown hair behind ear. "I'm honored. Now sleep, okay?"
"Okay. Sweet dreams beautiful."
"Sweet dreams, hon."
•
The stadium is packed with fans who are on the edge of their seats as the game is in the second half and tied. I bite my fingers as I watch the ball being passed a few times. I can tell Tottenham is tired. They're playing lazily and not completing their usual tactics. My eyes widen as Jesse suddenly steals the ball. Manchester fans scream in excitement. I sit in my chair on the second row and let my smile grow wide.
"Go babe!" I whisper.
He runs down the field and slips through the defenders. He kicks his leg back and yanks it forward, kicking the ball straight over the goalie's head and into the net. The crowd goes wild! I jump up with everyone, knowing most people won't recognize me. I clap my hands, proud of my boyfriend. Jessie spreads out his arms and runs back in my direction. My mouth drops a little bit as he gets closer. He blows me a kiss and everyone looks at me. The announcers go on to talk about how I must be his girlfriend.
"Oh boy." I let out a nervous breath.
The game continues and Manchester United ends up winning. I'm happy for Jesse! At the end of the game, I walk down onto the field to meet my brother, when Jesse runs over to me and throws his arms around me. I let out a squeal as he picks me up and spins me around.
"Jesse!" I laugh. I slap his back. "Put me down!"
"Baby I scored that goal for you!"
"I know! I'm so proud of you!" He's still spinning me, but I spot my brothers figure beside us. I slam my hand on Jesse's back making him stop. "Jesse put me down." I whisper.
He places me on the ground and Harry looks at us with a smirk. "So Jesse's your favorite player huh?"
"Harry-" I start but he stops me from talking.
"You two are dating right? Don't try and deny it. I saw that kiss you sent her." My brother looks at my boyfriend with a raised eyebrow.
Jesse looks a bit sheepish. "Yeah. We are."
Harry let's out a surprising chuckle. "Why didn't you guys tell me?"
"We were going too!" I exclaim. "We were gonna do it today actually!"
"I got a bit carried away." Jesse nervously laughs. "My bad. Kerstin and I were going to tell you after the game but I kinda gave it away."
"Did you think I'd be mad?"
"Are you?" I ask with a scared expression.
Harry shakes his head, his sweaty hair flicking across his forehead. "No I'm not mad. I love Jesse. He's a great footballer and a really cool guy."
Jesse smiles wide. "Thank you, Harry!"
"I'll leave you two to have some time but why don't we all go out to eat afterwards, yeah?"
"Yeah!" Jesse and I sing in unison.
Harry pats our shoulders before walking away. Jessie hugs me and I smile into his chest.
"I love you, baby."
"I love you too." I smile.
He leans down and presses his lips to mine.
