⚽️Footballer Imagines ⚽️

Marcus Rashford

You were extremely nervous, you didn't even know why. You and Marcus has been dating for two months, however it was only the other day when he asked you out on a date, which of course you couldn't say no to.

Marcus was the most amazing person ever. He was loveable, happy, supportive, caring, kind, passionate, intelligent and just perfect. You couldn't believe how lucky you got.

You had no idea what Marcus had planned. He was trying to slyly ask you for ideas but of course you noticed, although you didn't tell him that you knew he was trying to grab an idea, but you told him anything with him was perfect.

You looked at yourself in the mirror. You were in a plain black dress that came down to your knees and were wearing trainers with it. You applied light makeup and curled your hair, making it bounce and have volume.

You waited for Marcus' best friend, Jesse Lingard, to come pick you up, as Marcus has told you 'it was all apart of the date'.

A car outside honked and you were snapped out of your day dream. You couldn't stress out anymore, you just had to go along with it.

You walked down to the car and was greeted by Jesse who then drove you to a beautiful park with bright colours.

You saw Marcus waiting for you outside of the car and opened the door for you. As you hugged him and said your 'heys', Jesse drove off, leaving the two of you alone.

"So whatchya planned?" You asked, smiling up at him.

A giddy laugh escaped his lips, "You'll see."

Then he lead you to a beautiful set up- a picnic, with all favourite foods all set up for you.

"Aww Marcus!" You squealed, hugging him tightly.

"Y-you like it?" He asked, twiddling his fingers.

"Like it? I love it!!!" You laughed as the two of you sat down.

You two talked for ages. You got to know eachother even better than you did before and just had fun. It was perfect. You didn't feel overdressed nor underdressed, nor were you overwhelmed by crowds of people- something Marcus knew you hated.

After the conversation died down slightly and you tucked into some strawberries dipped in chocolate, Marcus began talking again.

"Sooooo, I have another surprise for you," He announced, smiling brightly.

You raised your eyebrow, "Another?! Marcus Rashford you're treating me well too good."

He laughed, "Well, I'd hope so."

He handed you an envelope and continued to look confused at him.

"Just open it," He smiled as you just held it in your hand.

Cautiously, you opened it and saw that there was a ticket inside, for United's next game.

You gasped, "MARCUSSS! OMG! Thank you!!!"

You hugged him tightly and kissed his cheek.

"Well, I'm super glad you liked it, I was so nervous about today," He admitted, causing you to stare at him in shock, "What?"

"You! You? Marcus Rashford! Nervous? I thought I was the only one!" You squealed as he laughed.

"Haha, yes, well...I gotta treat my girl right," He told you as you wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him gently.

What was you so nervous for?