⚽️Footballer Imagines ⚽️

Harry Winks

Winksy had left a couple of days ago for internationals. You were extremely proud of him, of course. But it hurt like hell to see him get on the plane and leave.

It was easier if he had home games, cause you knew at least he was still in the country and if you got too sad then you always travel down to Wembley.

However he was living his dream, and you couldn't take that away from him.

You had just tidied up the house, baked some cakes, made some dinner and did anything possible to distract you from him...but you couldn't.

You would always catch a glimpse of his freckley face on the wall as he posed with you. And when you gave yourself a private concert, you would always see his face during the love songs.

You were in your england jersey with Winks on the back, ready to support him in a couple of hours.

You phone rang, and you were confused, until you saw the name and your heart instantly melted.

"Hey baby!" Winksy smiled once you connected.

"Hey! How's the training going?" You asked.

"It's alright, better if you were here though," he sighed.

You both talked about what you've been doing for the past few days, and how you've both managed to cope without eachother for a while.

"I miss you!" He whimpered, making your eyes get glassy, "Wait, don't cry!"

You couldn't help but chuckle as the tears spilled down your cheeks, Harry pouting as he watched you.

"I love you, so much," you told him, as he smiled.

"Me too, I'll be home to hold you soon," He comforted you, as you two continued to pour your heart out to each other.