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Imagine – Alex Morgan - Part red

My heart nearly broke all the bones to find its way out of my chest the first time I played for Portland. The Thorns were such a good and respected team in the US, it was always my dream to play in the NWSL, to play for them. Never would I’ve imagined that these years would be the best time of my life, especially the six months after my first season. Being the top scorer in the league opened a few opportunities, like playing in some European countries, but I decided against all of them.

The reason for that?

Pretty easy.

Alex Morgan.

I always believed that I wouldn’t fall in love with someone head over heels, that I’m independent, that I don’t need another person to be happy. Everything I needed was a ball, the cheering of the crowd in the background the second I stepped on the field, and my friends.

I was so wrong.

From the moment I met her I knew Alex would play an important role in my life. Being openly gay and supporting many foundations for LGBTQ+ soccer players made me one of the most popular players in the league. But the most important advantage: I didn’t need to hide who I was. Everybody in the team knew, it wasn’t weird at all (read: ‘Lesbians in the locker room? No problem’). When I got kicked out of my apartment, I had a few options, but Alex telling me she would love to have a roommate again shut out everything else. I can still remember the moment I told my friends back in Germany, everyone laughed at me for a whole minute before they realized I was serious about it.

Alex being openly bisexual and single for a long time never bothered with hiding her beautiful, naked body at home. Sure, we did shower together a lot, ‘cause we were both playing for the Thorns, but walking around the apartment in nothing but a towel or even less was something different. I needed Christen to talk me into talking to Alex, and Tobin telling me she would do it otherwise, to actually girl up and tell the forward about my feelings for her.

It took us five minutes to lay down on the couch and make out, I was never happier in my life. I never thought life could be this wonderful, that one could be this happy.

I closed my easy smiling at all the memories. Biting my lip to stop a big smile spreading across my face I started playing with the tape around my left ring finger, realizing I’m not wearing my favorite ring. It was different every time I had to take it off, especially when I was playing for the German national team and Alex wasn’t by my side. When we didn’t start a game together with the Thorns, we always support each other from the bench or the stands.

Today was different.

It was the first match of the Women’s World Cup in France and while we had to play Alex and the team were busy preparing for their first match miles away. It certainly felt different without her, that’s why I was often caught playing with the ring around my finger (‘a promise ring’ Alex told me when she gave it to me on my birthday, I cried a little), my teammates really thought it was a good idea to record it and show it to the whole world on twitter. I will never hear the end of it from Tobin, Kelley and Christen…

I took another deep breath when we got out on the field, knowing my teammates and my whole country needed me to be at my best tonight. While the national anthem was playing, I looked around the stadium. I didn’t sing, something I picked up from my good friend Megan Rapinoe, we both had our reasons for that. After the whistle blew to start the game I was in my zone. It wasn’t a surprise when I scored twice that game, always kissing my ring finger after a goal and thinking about the love of my life.

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“You did it! Semi-finales!” I laughed as I jumped in Alex’s arms.

“You too,” Alex let me down slowly and kissed me on the lips before I could breathe in properly. Who needs to breathe when you can feel Alex Morgan’s lips on yours? “I’m so glad you’re here.”

Behind her I saw Kelley shuffling around nervously, knowing she was anxious to finally walk over and get a hug too. Kelley, Christen and I knew each other from college, where we played together for years. Back then I was so inspired by the USWNT, if I had a say in it, I would play for them, unfortunately I’m not making the rules. Germany has a great team and I loved playing a big role within the team, but my heart always belonged to the NWSL and everything the USWNT stands for.

“Come on in here.” I finally said when Kelley was about to bolt over and was only hold back by Allie who was shaking her head. Seconds later I was surrounded by my teammates and friends.

“So, you have a few days off,” Alex began when everyone calmed down and Kelley was done teasing me about all the Instagram stories and twitter.

“I do have a few days off, yeah.” I looked over at my girlfriend who wore the promise ring I gave to her, I smiled and tried not to blush when she gave me a kiss on check, despite us being in the hotel lobby where everyone could’ve seen it.

“Okay so after we got some food, I need to show you something in my room.”

“Is that so?” I stopped and whirled her around so I could look into her beautiful eyes, I saw her eyes shining with something and swallowed. “You have a room for yourself?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh.”

Alex tugged at my hand, and a few seconds later I followed her out of the hotel. We dropped each other’s hands automatically and started walking to the vegan place Alex claimed being the best in Europe. My head was still clouded with her having a room for herself, which was rare. I felt a bit guilty when I only answered short, but Alex seemed to know what was going on, because she kept smiling and smirking at me teasingly.

Playing a World Cup game is always exciting, but I can tell you, having a half-dressed Alex Morgan sitting on your lap is much more thrilling. My hands wandered to her sports bra while she was trying to get my pants off in a hurry, I had to laugh and break the kiss to help her because her fingers were shaking so much.

Two days later I had to say goodbye, gaining a few hugs from the team again, but everyone knew we would see each other shortly after, because two days later it was the semi-finale: USA against Germany. I loved and hated everything about it.

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I ran out on the field with my teammates, enjoying the cheering of the crowd while we started our warm ups. A few minutes later I heard the crowd going wild again, I automatically looked up at the USWNT coming out on the field. Luckily, I was too focused to let a goofy grin take over my face when I saw Alex. She was also focused, as everyone else, this was a big game for our respective countries.

When we walked to the locker room, I saw Pinoe running my way. With a big smile I hugged her and ignored the ‘I love you, but we’re gonna beat you’. Moments later I locked eyes with Alex, who smiled. My body moved on its own, while we hugged each other I heard the crowd around us going wild again. Being wrapped up in her scent made me take a deep breath, I never wanted this to end.

“Good luck babe.” I said and smiled at her when we broke the hug. “Just stay healthy okay?”

“Yeah, you too. See you after.” Alex replied and touched my shoulder again before she headed off to her teammates.

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It was the 30th minute when I saw one of my teammates break through on the wing, I instinctively stayed a few yards behind the defenders. Seconds later the ball came my way, I stopped it and dribbled around Julie, before I was in a good position and shot the ball right by Alyssa into the net. My heart skipped a few beats when I heard our fans cheering, but after a few seconds I held up my hands, signaling I won’t be celebrating much. My teammates jumped on my back yelling at me how amazing the goal was, and yes, I was proud, I was excited for us going to the finale, but we still had to beat the best team in the world.

Only ten minutes later Christen scored a goal, I had to physically stop myself from walking over and congratulating her, and stopping the tears forming in my eyes. She has been through so much last year and now she scored such an amazing goal. Slowly I leaned down and took a deep breath, this was going to be the most difficult game in my life, and I would do everything for us to win.

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“Shit are you okay?”

I wanted to scoff, but put my foot on the ground and hissed when I felt the pain. Becky looked at me apologetically, Kelley was also on her knees by my side, same as a few of my teammates. It was a mistake by Sam, who tried to play the ball right by me, but I was wide awake and stole the ball before it could get to Christen. Minutes before I did something similar and nutmegged Tobin, if it wasn’t for the whole world watching she would deny it till her death, but the counterattack ended with me only hitting the post.

This time I waited for my teammates to get into the box and tried to dribble around Becky, who obviously wasn’t having my shit today. Just when I was looking up, I felt a sharp pain in my ankle and then my body fell on the hard ground. I knew immediately something was wrong.

My breath caught in my throat when our medical signaled to the bench that I couldn’t play anymore. Becky walked away after I nodded at her, but everyone knew I wasn’t okay. I made eye contact with Alex, who was hovering close by. I could see how worried she was, I gave her a nod, even if the pain in my ankle didn’t stop for a second.

Watching the following 20 minutes from the bench was hard. I know we had the potential to maybe get to overtime, but realistically I know they were too good. When I saw Lindsay kicking the ball inside and Alex being a bit faster than her opponent, I know she would score. My heart sank into my stomach, I knew this would most likely be our last game, they wouldn’t give away a 2-1 lead.

“Wow, bold.” I heard someone mumbling beside me. When I looked at Alex, I saw her making the tea sipping celebration we talked so much about. I smiled, truly happy for her.

When the final whistle blew, I slowly stood up and hobbled on the field. I had to comfort a few of my teammates, especially the ones who played their hearts out tonight for 90 minutes. After I limped to the circle in the middle of the field, I listened to our coach saying a few words. In this moment it all became real; we hadn’t made it to the finale. My whole body screamed at me, after the long tournament, the physically and emotionally exhausting game days, it seemed like it was all for nothing.

The following minutes flew by, I could only breathe again when I saw Alex walking my way. She had that little smile on her face I loved so much. She was also still worried, because she looked at my ankle, which I still couldn’t put weight on, and up to my face again.

“Congrats babe,” I mumbled when I put her into a long and emotional hug. We didn’t let go of each other for what seemed liked minutes. “I’m good, don’t worry. Your goal was so great.”

“Thanks.” Alex buried her face into my neck, before she took a step back and looked down again. I rolled my eyes. “But, you can walk, right?”

“I can.” A smile took over my face, her voice was rougher than usual, due to all the screaming on the field.

“Thank god. Becky just tried-“

“I know,” I interrupted. “don’t worry about it. You’re going to the final, and it’s your birthday- happy birthday by the way.”

“This is the fifth time you’re congratulating me today.” Alex laughed a bit, she still had her arm around my waist while I was leaning on her, only partly because of my hurt ankle.

“I don’t care.” Her eyes sparkled when I grinned at her. “And now go and celebrate with your team, prepare for the Netherlands.” I ignored Alex rolling her eyes about me being diplomatic again when she helped me stumble to the sideline. “You deserve it. I will call you tomorrow, okay?”

“Okay babe.”

Alex made sure that someone was near me to help me go to the locker room when Kelley and Tobin came over. We talked for a few minutes before we parted ways. I took one last look at the stadium and then at the team across from us.

I knew they would make it.

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If someone would ask me what has been worse, my still injured ankle or sitting in the stands while your girlfriend and most of your best friends are playing a World Cup final, I wouldn’t know the answer. Every time the US was close to scoring a goal I stood up, at one point I couldn’t even feel the pain in my ankle anymore, I was too excited and too anxious.

Alex had a few chances to score, but it took a defender trying to kick the ball away from her high in the air to start the game entirely. I worriedly watched as Alex still laid on the ground, even from this distance I knew she was hit. I could breathe again when Alex stood up and Pinoe scored, we were on our way.

A few minutes later I frowned when the Netherlands had a few breakthroughs, luckily without scoring, Alyssa made sure of that. A counterattack lead by Rose brought Alex into a good position, she stopped and dribbled by the defender, before she took a shot. I jumped out of my seat when she scores, my hands held high, before I gave my ring a kiss. When I looked back down Alex formed a heart with her fingers and hold it my way, it was the first time a tear escaped my eyes since we lost in the semi-final.

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Everyone around me was smiling, laughing, having the time of their lives. Pam, Alex’s mum had her arm around me while we watched the players on the field getting their gold medals. I’m sure at least five different cameras caught the moment, but I didn’t care. Alex and I loved our privacy, we tried not to kiss and being overly romantic in public, just because we thought it was something between and for the both of us. It was even more surprising when she came running to the stands after the game and immediately pulled me in for a long and passionate kiss. At that moment I didn’t even care about the headlines in the morning, or the possible hateful comments, I was so proud of my girl that I could only grin, she deserved it. They deserved it.

That smile dropped from my face when I stood in front of Pam’s car minutes later. I had to blink a few times and look at my phone again, but Alex really did just do that.

“What are you looking at sweetie?” Pam asked, I jumped and locked my phone before she saw what her daughter just did in front of the whole world. The dancing, the champagne, Jesus Alex.

“Nothing, just- they are celebrating.”

“Sure they are.” Pam eyed me, before she helped me into the car. It was definitely inappropriate to have these kinds of thoughts while sitting in your girlfriends’ parent’s car, but, damn it Alex.

/////

During the drive to the party location I had to laugh too hard and too often at the different Instagram stories the USWNT posted, Pam literally took my phone away because she nearly drove us off the street due to my emotional outbursts. She ignored me pouting like a pro.

The second the door busted open I knew we were in for a long night. I got a lot of videos and pictures from the girls celebrating, hence the motherly act from Pam to separate me and my phone, but it was so much better live. Kelley screamed into my ear when she hugged me, already wasted but still thoughtful to not step on my injured ankle. After she ran off to her girlfriend, I was pulled into a hug by Christen who gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.

“I’m so proud of you.”

“And I’m proud of you.” She leaned into me while we watched Tobin who talked to her family. I literally couldn’t put into words how proud I was of my friends. Then I caught a glimpse of Alex who already had two wine glasses in her hands and bit my lip.

“Is everyone really that wasted?”

“Because of the nonstop drinking for two hours and the ignoring-concussions-thing going on?” Christen and I looked into Kelley’s direction, who was oblivious while she chugged down a beer. “Yeah.” She laughed while I pushed her softly in the direction of Tobin, who couldn’t stop glancing over at us. I could see how happy she was to have Christen by her side again.

“Hey babe.” I whipped around to look at Alex, still with two glasses in der hands while I had hardly touched the beer her father gave me minutes ago.

“Hey Champ.” I laid my arm around her and gave her a soft kiss, but this obviously wasn’t enough for both of us. Alex circled her arms around my waist and opened her mouth while we kissed, I couldn’t breathe for a moment. After a full minute of kissing her passionately I felt a tap against my shoulder and smiled while I took a step back. Alex pouted, but Tobin didn’t look that impressed while she pointed at all the cell phones around us.

After I congratulated everyone on the team and staff, I sent Alex off to keep partying. She didn’t really want to leave my side; I couldn’t decide if it was for her being protective of me or her not being able to walk straight anymore (as if ever). She was seriously drunk.

While everyone took pictures of the team dancing on the counter, I only had eyes for her. I felt a bit embarrassed when I caught myself being grateful for the USWNT winning the World Cup. I would’ve given everything for us to win, but I’m also glad that my best friends get to have these moments together. By the looks of a few of them, especially Alex, Julie, Kelley and Rose I knew they would be hangover tomorrow and the days after (read: please, drink water).

I knew that a week, months or even years later we would look back at this tournament knowing it was one important milestone for so many things. But the most important one for me: My girl was world champion, again.

#alex morgan imagine #alex morgan x reader #fanfiction #world champs #I really posted another one #sorry for the mistakes btw

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kleines1904 · 5 years ago

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Imagine – Alex Morgan - Part blue

English is not my first language so I’m sorry for all the obvious mistakes

My vision started to blur as I looked down at the phone in my hand. I felt the tears trying to break free, but I couldn’t let them fall. Not again. While scrolling through Instagram I came across his name, I wanted to close my eyes, but my brain had already registered the picture in front of me. Before I knew it, my heart was speeding up, my breath caught in my throat. For a few long moments I just stared at the picture of them together, her smile, her eyes, the exact eyes that were hunting me every night.

I tried to fight the tears filling my eyes when I heard footsteps behind me. I immediately knew it was Tobin, due to her humming and whistling to the rhythm stuck in her head. She started whistling this damn melody two days ago and hasn’t stopped till then. It drove me insane, but it was also a very good distraction.

“Hi,” I turned around and gave her a small smile “I’m sorry but I have to tell you again: you’re late.”

“I know,” she replied with confidence in her voice and a small smile, but I could see her eyes analyzing me. “and you are sad because…?”

“I’m not.”, I replied quickly, too quickly. “Just- you know-“, the words I was forming in my head didn’t come out, which caused me to shake my head because of my inability to have a normal conversation after seeing a picture of her.

“Did you check your phone?” Tobin broke me out of my thoughts. I bit on my lower lip trying not to scream at her for bringing this up, but she was a good friend, I knew she would.

“Yeah.”

For a few seconds she just kept staring at me, before she nodded and looked down at the phone in her hand. I was glad that she didn’t ask about the picture or my obvious bad mood again, until we sat down a few minutes later at our usual place. We ordered our usual drinks and started talking about Tobin’s upcoming game with the Thorns. I knew that she tried to stir the conversation in the direction of her teammates, especially one teammate, but I kept dodging her attempts till she had no other chance then ask about it directly.

“Did you talk to Alex?” I sighed and grabbed my phone reflexively, my eyes wandered around the café as if my brain was unconsciously looking for a way out.

“Not today. Or yesterday. Or the day before.”, I answered late, but Tobin didn’t seem to mind, she just nodded and fixed her hair under her snapback, before she looked at me seriously. I knew that look and sighed again.

“So, the last time you talked was…?”

“Right before she went home. To him.”

Tobin opened her mouth to reply when the waitress came and brought us our drinks. Right when she turned around Tobin seemed as if she had gathered her thoughts again, she stopped playing with the straw in her drink and asked me the question I wanted to avoid at all costs.

“How are you dealing with- you know, all of this?”

“What do you think?”, I shot back, much more aggressive than intended, which resulted in me looking at my friend apologetically. She just wanted to help, but I couldn’t even think clearly every time Alex was brought up.

“I think that you need to talk about it.” Tobin stated casually as if we were talking about the brewing hot sun outside or the skateboard she broke the other day.

“And I want to,” I started toying with my napkin nervously, I knew that I couldn’t avoid it anymore. “It’s just- I don’t know what to think about it. One day everything was alright, then this whole- thing started, and a few days ago she just left.”

“She had to.” Tobin looked at me with a serious expression. “Y/N, she had to go back and talk to Servando. I wouldn’t even say she left you.”

“Saying to my face that it’s over and that she needs time to figure things out doesn’t sound like she ended things to you?” My heart started to beat faster and even if I hadn’t done it purposefully, I knew the napkin I was holding was torn into pieces.

“Well, if you put it that way…”

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath while trying to avoid to ball my hands into fists. This look in Alex’s eyes still threw me off, I couldn’t get it out of my head. My brain didn’t even know which emotion to feel first, there was just this big mess of hurt, anger, passion and sadness.

After a short silence I cleared my throat and looked at my childhood friend again. She also seemed deep in thought and I knew exactly what she was thinking about.

“Anyway, what are you and Christen doing this weekend?” Tobin lit up like a Christmas tree and started rambling about all the activities they had planned.

We both ignored the fact that I still haven’t talked about everything that happened with Alex.

After a while Tobin started to fidget, I knew immediately that she wanted to go outside and walk around for a while. The mood became lighter, but I still looked around more frequently, afraid I would make out one particular face in the crowd. The sun already began to set when I hugged Tobin and we said our goodbyes. I knew I should’ve gone home to catch up with work, but the waves crashing on the shore quickly made me change my decision. The sun was still burning as I kept walking in the direction of the water, I closed my eyes for a second and took a deep breath.

When I closed my eyes hard enough, I could see her standing by my side, hand in hand and listening to the waves. Her voice, her laugh, that glistening in her eyes when I told her ‘I love you’ for the first time. It all seemed so far away now.

Everything started at a party a few months ago. I can still remember how nervous I was and how I just wanted to run the second I entered the house. Tobin was by my side, introducing me to all her teammates standing around the room. A few of them had already heard of me, which gave me a warm feeling in my chest, knowing that Tobin actually talks about me with her teammates. I remember shaking a few hands, especially with the birthday girl Lindsey, before locking eyes with her.

Alex Morgan stood on the other side of the room, talking to Allie Long, but her eyes were on me. She sat the glass back down which was halfway to her mouth and smiled that smile. A few weeks later she told me how mesmerized she was by my appearance and I blushed so hard that she brought it up a few more times, just to tease and annoy me. (I loved it).

The first time when it was just the two of us, we went to the cinema, because no one wanted to see that overly dramatic romantic movie she couldn’t shut up about. I loved spending time with her, and that little crush I had ended with me falling completely and utterly in love with her. We talked almost every day on the phone, I went to her games to see her (although I would try to convince everyone that I just wanted to support Tobin, Alex and the team) and we started meeting up on Friday nights almost regularly.

At first, I was glad that she told me about her life, about the problems a woman has to face in the world of soccer, and about her husband. But one day that changed. I was too blind and stubborn to realize it though. I fell in love with my straight best friend, and I hated it. One night I made the decision to distance myself from Alex, but that was much harder than expected. After a few days filled with short and disinterested (she claimed they were disinterested, but I was just so confused and angry) messages and no phone call, Alex had enough. I can still hear her yelling on my front door, which ended in me being so perplexed about her being there that I let my favorite (Thorns) coffee mug fall to the floor.

Never had I expected her to be this angry, or that she would kiss me. At that moment I thought it was just the spur of the moment, all the emotions and the adrenaline. The next morning, I woke up with her in my arms and I knew it was something more.

Something more eventually ended in a full-blown affair, something I swore I would never do to another person. Alex telling me that she was thinking about leaving her husband didn’t really help at all, it just made me feel more guilty.

What would have happened if she had really left him? A superstar like her coming out as bisexual? In a relationship with a woman? On the one hand, I knew she couldn’t do it, she worked so hard and I didn’t want to be the reason her sponsors stopped working with her or the media judging her for ‘her lifestyle’. On the other hand, I couldn’t help but being selfish. Every moment with her was precious, I felt like I could just be me when I was around her. It felt like home.

And the sex, wow.

I stopped my thoughts from wandering in this direction and shook my head. Alex always seemed to laugh about this action. My eyes settled on the sunset when I heard a quiet giggle. My body froze, because I knew that sound, I knew that voice, I knew that Alex was standing right behind me. I was contemplating to run into the ocean to avoid turning around, but Alex didn’t let me finish that thought.

In my peripheral vision I could see her standing right next to me, and the next moment I could smell her rich perfume in the air. The smell I couldn’t get out of my bed sheets for the last few days, but maybe that’s because I didn’t really try to. I tugged on my sweatshirt and stubbornly watched the few surfers who were still in the water hoping to catch some good waves. Next to me Alex shifted on her feet, before she cleared her throat and started talking in a low voice.

“You didn’t call.”

“I never said I would.”, I replied with a strong voice, I had no idea where this confidence came from. My thoughts were all over the place. I didn’t think I would see Alex again till the next game, which only was in about five days. Feeling and seeing her this close to me made me feel things I just wanted to put in little boxes and shove them way deep down till I forget I even had feelings in the first place. “You wanted time,” I continued after a short silence. “I figured we would see each other at the game.”

“I have to talk to you first.” Her voice was rougher than usual, which made me turn around and look at her for the first time in days. She looked breathtakingly beautiful as always, but I saw the sadness in her eyes and nodded. “I’m sorry for how I… ended things.”

“So, it did end.”, I mumbled and turned away from Alex, not able to look her in the eyes while having this conversation. I looked behind her, searching for one familiar face, or her loyal dog I adored so much, but she was alone. I just saw a few people watching us and sighed, we couldn’t have this conversation here.

“Let’s go to my place.” Her eyes widened, which made me backtrack and actually stumble over my words. “I- I meant to talk- I-, we can’t have this conversation here.” I looked around to show her all the people who were looking at us, she nodded.

On the way to my apartment she gave a few autographs and took pictures with overly excited fans, who told her how much Alex meant to them. I couldn’t help but smile proudly while Alex kept talking to the fans about the upcoming game.

A little while later I felt myself becoming tense again when I let Alex in my apartment. I looked down on her, she was wearing that cute white top and black jeans, she was playing nervously with her purse while I switched on the lights. She followed me into the kitchen and sat down on her usual chair, I had to fight back the multitude of emotions seeing her in my apartment again.

“Do you want to-“

“Can I just-“

We both started at the same time, which actually made us smile at each other. I motioned for her to begin while I sat down in front of her. My leg was bouncing nervously, but I ignored it and stared into these mesmerizing blue eyes.

“Can I just begin with telling you that I’m really sorry for how I behaved. Not only on that day,” she gave me that look and I knew immediately what the was talking about. That day she told me she had to leave was filled with her being frustrated and angry and taking it all out on me. “but also, the night before. I know you heard me talking to Servando on the phone, but it wasn’t what you thought it was.” My mouth fell open, the pain in my chest was as present as in that moment a few days ago.

“It wasn’t?” I scoffed and shook my head. “I heard you telling him that you missed him. You haven’t told him something like that in weeks! So why was it so important to cancel our date - or whatever it was - just to talk to him?”

“I called him that night for a reason.”

“Okay. What reason?” Alex winced, because of my hard and dismissive voice. I nearly felt sorry, nearly.

“I needed to see whether I really missed him or not. The second I said it, I knew it was wrong.” I felt so confused. I lifted an eyebrow when Alex stopped talking and started fidgeting with her hands. “The next day I wanted to tell you that I will go home one last time. That I’m going to talk with him about how my feelings for him had changed. When you confronted me about the phone call and my… my feelings for you the next day, I was scared. Confused.”

“Oh yeah?”, I asked sarcastically, before I stood up and starting pacing. “You felt confused and angry? Alex, I told you that I love you and that I need you to decide in which direction this whole, thing, is supposed to go. You literally told me that you don’t have romantic feelings for me and that it’s over.”

“That’s exactly where I was wrong.” I stopped pacing to look at her. I didn’t even register that she had also stood up and that there was not much space between us in my small kitchen. “When you asked me about us, it became real. I thought about all the conversations we had about being out in public, about what my friends and family might think, about Servando.” I felt my body tense again and resumed pacing, but Alex grabbed my hands and stopped me. “And in that moment, I realized that I don’t care. That scared me.”

“You don- what?”

“You remember when I told you that I can be an idiot when it comes to feelings?” I nodded and stayed silent, which she saw as a sign to continue. “You remember that night at Tobin’s? We had a movie night and everyone fell asleep, but you stayed up and carried me to bed, because you knew I hated sleeping on her uncomfortable couch.” We both had smiles on our faces, before she became serious again. I looked down at my hands in hers und took a deep breath. I felt my heart pounding in my chest. “I think I fell for you that night.”

My heart sped up more, if even possible, and I started to doubt my hearing. She did not just say that? I opened my mouth to ask her to repeat it, but she beat me to it.

“Just let me finish,” Alex smiled as I closed my mouth again. “I always knew I had feelings for you, otherwise I wouldn’t have started our… thing. I was just too afraid to admit it. So, after our fight I went home to Servando and we talked about our relationship, that’s when I realized that I’m not even in love with him anymore, it was just, by- by habit, being with him. He wanted us to fight for our relationship, but today I told him that I can’t anymore.”

“But,” My mouth was so dry I had to swallow before I was able to continue. “that picture he posted today, I thought- I-“

“He accused me of seeing someone else, I guess he wasn’t wrong.” Alex looked down, I could feel the guilt radiating from her and took a deep breath to stop myself from taking her into my arms. “We took this picture months ago, I guess he wanted to prove a point or scare that new person away, and seeing your reaction…”

“Yeah I think he did a pretty good job at that.” I bit my lip trying not to laugh, which made Alex laugh a bit, before I looked at her again. “So…”

“So…”

“You left him?”

“I gave him the ring back.” My eyes found her hand and I frowned, how have I not seen this before? “And I told him I’m going to move out next week.”

“You are?”

“I am.” We locked eyes, for the first time in days I had a big smile on my face.

“And, you love me?”

Alex had a genuine smile on her face. She bit her lip, just the way she knows would drive me crazy, in so many ways. For a few seconds I thought I wouldn’t get a reaction, but then she leaned forward, put her hands on my neck and pressed her lips to mine. My whole body relaxed the second our lips met, and I automatically put my hands on her waist to tug her closer. After a few seconds she took a step back to look me in the eyes again and said something I have dreamed of for months.

“Yes, I love you.”

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