Football Short Stories

Battle Of The Egos - Mathieu Debuchy

This one's for Megan aka my gunner buddy! Hopefully this will satisfy your Debuchy feels just like your fanfic did to my Xavi ones haha ;) Hope you like it <3

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"You're going to end up alone Mathieu"

Her words echoed through his head for the countless time as he stared at the off-white ceiling of his bedroom. Even the sound of her slamming the door as hard as she could was on repeat in his mind, and it felt like a punch in his gut each time.

"And when you realize how pathetic and lonely you feel, I know you'll remember how stupid you were for letting me go. You'll realize that I was the only person who truly cared for you. You're gonna miss me being there, putting up with you, refusing to give up on you. You're gonna regret everything you've done to me, including all the damage you've caused. I might have been worthless to you while our relationship lasted but I know I deserve better than this.

I'll be glad if you find someone new, simply because you will realize she is nothing like me. No one will care for you the way I did. Do you hear me Mathieu? No one. No one will go out of their way to make you feel important and appreciated like I did. And when you'll be miserable enough to admit that to yourself, you bet your ass you'll be missing me."

As Mathieu laid there, on his king-sized bed, one arm under his head, there was one thing he had to admit: he was starting to think that maybe she had been right.

And he felt an overwhelming need to cry.

But he held it back. Obviously. He was Mathieu Debuchy for god's sake. He wouldn't be caught dead crying over a girl.

But that's the thing, she hadn't been any girl.

Megan was the ultimate bitch. She was hard headed, stubborn, she drove him crazy. He should be glad that the storm of her presence was out of his life.

Oh how many times he thought he'd be better off without her, he had missed his single life desperately but now that she was really gone, it went exactly like she predicted it. He caught himself missing her, a lot.

Their relationship was always straddling the line between desire and dislike, constantly fighting, making up and repeating the cycle.

They had been a whirlpool of drama since they first got together and the fact that they even made it 8 months through was still a wonder for Mathieu.

Why did he feel that way? All they ever did was fight, they could never agree on anything, he always thought she was unbearably demanding, and never had he met anyone who was as headstrong and as determined to get what they wanted.

She had wanted him. And she had gotten him.

To be fair, he had wanted her too, which fastened a lot the process of meeting-flirting-playing-hard-to-get-and-falling-into-bed-together...

But for the first time it hadn't only been a one night stand. Mathieu had wanted to see her again, which went against all of his self-made "rules" concerning the girls he slept with.

As the day went by, he found himself slowly shrugging away every single one of these stupid rules.

And bam, he was in a relationship.

Being a world-famous footballer who's hair was as famous as his name, you'd expect Mathieu Debuchy to have a long list of gorgeous model exes under his arm.