Soccer and Camila Cabello

Soccer Or Camila Cabello?

Y/N POV

I decided to go see Camila because I needed closure before I can move on with my life. As I drove I was starting to look back at all our memories and that shit still hurts. Of course songs that remind me of her would pop up while I'm driving to her too. I need to delete our playlist before I go.

When I got to the dock, I immediately saw her. God she was fucking stunning tonight. When she noticed me she ran towards me and I caught her off instinct. In that moment I felt alive again, even more so than when I signed for the Barcelona feminine team. We stayed like that for a few minutes and I carried her onto the boat. I already felt tears in my neck as I slowly started to pry her off me.

"I only agreed to come here so we could talk Camila." I said as I finally managed to escape her grip. "I know y/n, but I also know this is gonna be my last chance to hold you before I have to let you go." Fuck why does she have to make it so hard. I spoke the question I've wanted a serious answer to for months now.

"Why'd you do it? And I don't want any excuses, just please give me the truth."

" I know it isn't an excuse to do what I did, but I was drunk. On top of that we were fighting during that time. You were so mad, you stopped caring about our relationship. All you wanted was to rush and get better to play soccer. You were so angry and I guess he was just there. We got closer to each other as we worked on our song, and that day you snapped with Daniel, you made me cry. He made me feel better. He suggested we forget about it and I just went with the flow. After I was drunk we started kis.."

"Alright that's enough. I get it, it was my fault is what you're saying? How did you expect me to act Camila? Of course I was focused on getting back on the field. You always knew that was my dream, my priority. I get that I neglected our relationship, but that's still not a good reason to cheat. But if that's really the reason you threw us away for I get it. I should have known you would go to whoever gave you the most attention. I mean that's how it's always been with you. And you know what? I was gonna be stupid enough to forgive you the day of the showcase, I was willing to put it all behind us but you chose him again."

"I know you might not get it now, hell you might not ever get it through that thick brain of yours, but I did it for you."

"What do you mean you did it for me? I would have stayed for you Camila. I would have followed you anywhere. I would have done anything for you. So don't say you did it for me. Fuck even if you asked me right now I would drop everything for you, that's how stupid I am for you."

"Well I don't want you to stay y/n. I need you to go follow your dream. I don't want a relationship with you anymore. Go to Barcelona. Fuck whoever you want, date whoever you want, live your life. I love you too much to hold you back." She said once again ripping out my heart.

" You don't have to hold me back baby, you can come with me. It'll be like all those times we talked about our future? Remember? I was gonna play soccer and you were gonna make your music while we lived together. We were gonna get married and have mini soccer players. We can still do that in Barcelona. Or wherever you want for that matter. Just say the word and I'll do it."

"No y/n you have to go live your dream. The way you imagined it before I came in the picture. We can't be together because I want to stay in Miami. They don't have a soccer team here. Barcelona is what you've always wanted and you aren't going to throw it away for a dead relationship. Go be the best player out there. Make us proud. I love you so much, but I can't be with you. You have to let me go please."

I have to convince her to stay. I pulled her into a desperate kiss and she returned it with the same energy and love. I started attacking her neck with kisses and pulling her shirt off. I was almost successful until she pushed me away.