Premier League football imagines

John Stones

wrong
/rɒŋ/
adjective
not correct or true; incorrect.

Y/N - your name

Another request! John is actually a snack and he is tall (every woman's dream) Enjoy! ❤️

The ringing of my phone snaps me out of my studying zone. I let out a frustrated sigh as I was struggling with a section in the marketing mix. I stand up from my desk and grab my phone that was on my bedside table, so I wouldn't get distracted, and look at the contact to see John calling me.

We have been close mates since we were babies as our fathers were very close, best friends themselves. We instantly clicked but not in the way I wished and hoped for. He always seemed to dodge me when it came to love. He was always with a girl whenever I wanted to shoot my shot so eventually I gave up.

I click the answer button to be confronted with loud sobs, "John? Are you okay?" I question, concern lacing my words. "P-please can I... can I... ugh can I come o-over." He struggles to get out his words. "Of course. How far away are you?" I question as I stand up and walk downstairs, putting the kettle on so I could give him a cup of tea for when he arrives. "Not far. I'll see you... you s-soon." He stutters. "Must I stay on the phone with you?" I question as the kettle stops boiling.

I place the tea bag in the cup and pour the hot water. "N-no. I'll be- be there soon." He says and ends the call immediately. I sigh, what has caused this breakdown? As I waited for John, many reasons ran through my mind. Was it the pressure of Champions League and playing in the Premier League? Was it the fact that City weren't winning their Premier League games? Was it his horror of a girlfriend? I hated her. Not just because I liked John but she wasn't right for him. She treated him like shit and was a clear and obvious gold digger. John was just to blinded by love to see that.

A knock on the door snaps me out of my thoughts. I open the door quickly and engulf him in a tight hug. "She cheated on me , Y/N! I was j-just about to pr-propose." He stutters out his words in between sobs. I feel my heart drop and break into thousands of pieces. Not just at his heartbreak but that he really saw a future with her and not me. "Shhh, it's okay. Let it all out. Shh." I comfort him as I hug him tightly as his tears stain my shirt.

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It's been about a month since that breakdown and John was already looking much better. He seemed happier. Yes, he did have his crying sessions but it was all apart of grieving. I was seated at my desk, doing some assignments until a knock on my door caught my attention. I stand up and walk to the door, opening it to see John standing there with a smile.

"Hey John. Why are you here?" I ask as I let him inside. "I got back together with her." He says with a massive smile. I, however, don't smile at the tall man. "You've taken her back? You can't be serious, John?" I question him with a frown. "I thought you'd be happy." He says softly with a frown on his face. "Why would I be? She cheated on someone I love for Christ sakes!" I shout. I immediately cover my mouth with my hand and stare at him with wide eyes.

"Wait, you love me?" He asks. I sigh and nod, "Yes, not just as a friend either. John, whether you feel the same or not, please don't go back to her. You can't make a wrong decision twice." I say and look down, not wanting to look him dead in the eye after just admitting my feelings for him in the most stupid way possible.

"Y/N..." he starts but then trails off, somewhat answering that he didn't feel the same. "It's okay, John. You don't need to justify your reasoning." I say with small smile. "I should get back and do my assignment." I say and start making my way back upstairs, leaving him to let himself out. What? He is a grown man, isn't he?

Before I can make it to the first step, I'm pulled back by my wrist. Before I can get a word out and tell him to bugger off, John's soft lips are placed on mine. I'm shocked to say the least but I kiss him back. Our lips fit like two puzzle pieces, as cliche as that sounds, but it was true. His right hand rested on my cheek, caressing it softly with the pad of his thumb whilst his left hand was placed on my waist, pulling me closer to him to deepen the kiss.

I pull away, in desperate need of oxygen as I stare at the tall man. "Wow." He breathes out, causing us to both laugh. "That was... umm." I say, feeling my cheeks burn a crimson colour. "Amazing." John finishes my sentence, making me smile from ear to ear. "Wanna go out?" He asks, quite casually, making me laugh. "What about your girlfriend?" I question, feeling some insecurities creep back in with the fact that I was somewhat competing with her.

"What girlfriend? After that kiss, you're the only girl competing to be my girlfriend." He says with a laugh. I chuckle at his comment. "Well, since that's the case, I'd love to go out with you." I say with a toothy smile. "I'm so glad." He says and leans back in and places his lips on mine once again.

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This was kinda cute ngl. I hope y'all enjoyed! Lots of love xx