Football Imagines

Trent Alexander-Arnold 😀 The 1

It would've been you - Taylor Swift

Trent Alexander-Arnold
🦁🦁🦁England National Team🦁🦁🦁
🔴Liverpool FC🔴

Trent stops the car outside what seems to be a stone cottage just outside the city.

"We're here," he says.
"Reminds me a bit of Edinburgh," I say.
"That was precisely my intention," he says walking to his boot, "so we are having a picnic for our first date."
"First date...." I say with a smile.
"Yup, I might just girlfriend you if all goes well," he says taking hold of my hand.
"Oh damn, no pressure," I say with a laugh.

We walk through the cottage and out to the back where I see a small body of water and a picnic blanket laid out.

"So welcome to our little Scotland, 5 steps away from Liverpool," he says as he puts down the picnic basket gesturing to our surrounding.

I sit down admiring the view when he sits next to me and starts unpacking the basket.

"So, I wanted to bring potato scones to make it authentically Scottish, but Robbo says the store bought kind aren't any good, " he says.
"I could believe that. Have you ever had potato scones before?" I ask.
"I have, but you know who hasn't, Jordon & James," he says.
"What a disgrace for British people," I say with a laugh.

"So Trent Alexander-Arnold," I say.
"Anna McVay," he says.
"Who's the most Scottish person you know?" I ask randomly.
"I really thought you were going somewhere serious with this," he says bursting out laughing.
"I have to ease you in before I get to the have you ever murdered someone question," I say.
"Well I really only know you, Robbo and the neighbour I had when I was 6. So I'd have to say you," he says with a laugh.
"I actually think I'm losing my accent the longer I'm in England. It's a problem" I say, "have you been to Scotland before?"
"Yeah, I've been there twice," he says.
"How'd you like it?" I ask.
"It was wet, lots of rain. Literally don't even know if the sun knows where Edinburgh is," he says.
"Couldn't agree more. You don't come to Scotland for the weather. Alright, what do you hate most about your job?" I ask.
"Okay, we're in deep now. I hate the constant traveling. You're always tired, you forget what home is. And it makes it almost impossible to have relationships," he says, "let me ask you some questions."
"Hit me," I say.
"Okay, would you ever move to another country? And what country would it be?" He asks.
"I wouldn't exactly fancy moving to a new country, but I think because of my job, I wouldn't mind moving to Canada or Sweden, because curling is engrained into their everyday lives, much like in Scotland," I say.
"What would make you retire from curling?" He asks.
"That's a heavy one. I don't think anything would make me give up curling, besides a bad injury. Curling is all I know, so giving that up would be giving up a huge part of who I am, and I'm not willing to do that," I say.
"What if you get married and have kids?" He asks.
"I'll Jenifer Jones it, and bring my kids to championships, I would never not expose my kids to curling. That would be un-Scottish of me," I say with a laugh.
"So five years from now, is it Team Alexander-Arnold or Team McVay?" He asks with a smile.
"You're not the one on the ice calling line, so Team McVay," I say cheekily, "are you already thinking five years down the line?"
"I hope I didn't scare you off. I know it may seem premature, but I feel like I know that this is what I've been needing for the past few years of my life," he says.
"So would I be a piece to complete the puzzle or fill an empty space?" I ask.
"I didn't think I would be saying this on a first date, but I was speaking to Jordan about this a while ago. I was telling him that I'm turning 25 soon and I look at him, his wife and kids, and I want to start building towards that. I want to be getting into a serious relationship, that will, in a few years, lead to marriage and kids. And as an individual, I'm complete, I'm happy with where I am right now. So for me, I don't want someone to complete me, I just want someone to join in on my life journey," he says.
"I 100% agree with you. It may sound cocky, but I'm fulfilled in my life on my own and the only reason I would want someone along side me would be to sit down with me on Sunday afternoons and just enjoy life," I say, "if someone told me 15 minutes ago that I would be this vulnerable on a first date, I would've laughed in their face."

I feel a surge of bravery run through me as I put my hand on his cheek and press my lips to his. We break apart and he leans his forehead against mine.

"I love you," he says.

The minute those words come out if his mouth he back tracks.

"Shit, did I just say that. You're not supposed to drop the "L" word on the first date," he says in a panic.

In that moment I can't stop my self from laughing. When I see his stressed face I'm brought back to reality.

"Come here," I say reaching my hand out for him, "it's okay, because I love you too."

The smile on his face as those words escaped my mouth was irreplaceable. It was engrained in my memory forever.

Everyone thinks the know Trent Alexander-Arnold's smile. The one you see when he scored from a free kick, but they've never seen the one I saw that afternoon. That one was different.

On our first date, knowing that we both stumbled upon something special. It's like the author of our love story knew that it would be him. That he would be the one.