Neymar Jr:
He was tired of everything. Sitting up from his bed and grabbing his phone from the nightstand, he contemplated what he was about to do. He had been thinking about doing this since she left. He felt his heart beat a little harder and faster as he found your contact name he still hasn't managed to change. Baby💋Then again it had only been a week...He waited patiently as the phone rang and his heart sank knowing his call probably wasn't going to be answered. "Hello? Neym?" He smiled and replied: "Yeah it's me." "How are you?" She asked concerned. "I miss you." There was a deep breath and then an awkward pause. Neymar managed to mutter: "I know I was wrong. But I promise Amor. We can fix this."Fernando Torres:
He hasn't been playing well, everyone knew he just wasn't okay. He felt bad, Everytime he closed his eyes he thought of another way he could have fixed it. His pride, his selfish, arrogant ways had caused the only strong woman in his life who had put up with all his bullshit for years, to break. He broke her heart. He knew how he fucked up. His excuses to everything were ridiculous to him as he thought back to them.
'They were too young to get married. He didn't like dancing at parties. He didn't have to buy her flowers, they were too mature for that. Why did they need to hold hands?
Now all the young Spaniard could think of was how he could have been more optimistic and kinder to her. He could have bought her a ring, or held her hand, took more time off, maybe even dance with her at a party to make her happy.
He knocked on the apartment door and she gasped as she glanced up at him: "Nando it's pouring out there."
"I know, I know it is. But I know, what I did wrong. I came to apologize.."
She stared at the freckled man and invited him in.Erik Durm:
He sat on the couch and scrolled down your twitter. He noticed the most recent change to your bio.
Your relationship status was now:
'Single Pringle.' He licked his lips knowing you and Your boyfriend had broken up. He thought back to before...When he was your man, before the cheating. He was much too drunk that night and you just couldn't cope. You ended it and moved on: heart broken for Almost a year. Until you found Geoff. Now three months later you once again needed to reassure yourself.
Erik stared at your twitter picture and smiled at the pose. A duck face and kitten whiskers drawn on your face. He could still remember how you pretended to meow when he called you kitten. Before he knew it he was texting you:
-Hey Y/n.
-Hey. How's it going?"Cristiano Ronaldo:
"How's Y/n doing Ronnie?"
James asked as they both exited the locker room.
"We're taking a break."
"Oh. Sorry man. What happend?"
"It's all my fault. I was being a dick. She just wanted more attention I guess and thinking back, I could have given it to her. It sucks man, everything reminds me of her and I fucking miss her."James patted the Portuguese man and said:
"Listen, if you really do want her back Cris. You need to drive to wherever she's at and apologize. With this career that we have, it's so easy to forget about the important people in life and you can't lose a good woman like her Cris."
Cristiano nodded and said:
"I know. It's just a lot to apologize for."