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pernillecfcw · 9 months

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Chilly in the 🇺🇸

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oh-saints · 1 year

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will you ever write ben chilwell again? another story or part 2 of 'steward'? he's so underappreciated in this platform 😭

this has been sitting in my ask box for too long and since i'm in the mood to write something while arsenal's losing badly and since he came back yesterday (!), here's (mini) part 2 of this!

tired

while every student celebrated the end of the exam week with a mandatory party, scarlett had to stay behind to review the essays submitted. ben had to come to the rescue to make sure his favourite teacher assistant didn’t collapse.

ben chilwell x ta!OC

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scarlett swore she loved her job, despite the dismal hourly wage she was getting as the professor’s assistant. she liked it because it provided her space to learn more than she’d had known on a constant basis, and it was always refreshing to see another perspective coming from the students.

the only thing she didn’t like was the fact she had to stay behind to review all of the essays submitted by the students by the end of the exam week. she had to clock in more hours than usual because if she didn’t, she wouldn’t get everything in time for the scores to be published. it drained her to no ends, she’d usually see no sun on particular times like these.

she detested this aspect of her job more because it’d mean she wouldn’t have the chance to go and see benji’s home games. with her working like a normal person and him serving matches on the weekend, she promised her best effort to try to catch her boyfriend in action whenever she could before he’d take her out somewhere for their date, depending on the time of his matches.

somehow, they made it work. and scarlett didn’t want her professional life got in the way to ruin things that were finally working out for her—aka the whole romantic relationship part of her life. call her selfish, for all she cared.

although benji had said he understood her inability to support him from the stands this time and would love her to finish her tasks instead so they could spend more time together during the university’s winter break, scarlett couldn’t help but be restless as she watched the game from the streaming platform. both due to the stress of her job and due to the guilt gnawing on her for not being able to watch the game in person. but if she could pick, she’d choose the earlier.

only when the referee blew the final whistle did scarlett relax a bit, enabling her to focus on the papers stacked on her table she needed to tackle soon if she wanted to come home to benji this evening.

the clock displayed on her lock screen miraculously showed it was only a quarter past eleven. so much earlier than what scarlett predicted herself to be done and over with the essays. the TA couldn’t recall the last time she did something in such an insane dash, as if she was avoiding a loose dog trying to have a bit of her arse flesh.

maybe letting out a mad cry while working on the papers furiously was a pretty effective help in confidence boost.

as if her reflex was programmed to order uber at such late hour, scarlett unconsciously pressed shortcut button. gosh, she couldn’t wait to be a sleeping beauty on top of her plush bed. but before she could place her uber order, though, a text from the devil himself grazed the top of her screen.

benji

finished?

one sentence, and scarlett shivered—and certainly not because of the typical london’s windy, wintery weather. did she date a sorcerer or something?

yesss thank god, sent.

and it didn't even take him a second to send his reply

benji

good because look up

scarlett could feel her heart jumped out of the ribcage as she looked up as instructed and found benji really wasn’t lying when he said he was here, now wrapped in the same black prada puffer as the one he wore when they first met, leaning against his car.

the streetlamp shed a warm light to illuminate the slightly pink nose, growing red due to the coldness of the winter, but enough to soften his strong, rough features. scarlett found this side of him more endearing than the sight she saw last week, when he had just come out of barber with fresh trim.

realising scarlett had seen him from afar, benji threw his hand up, the waving gesture slashed the little ice bits pulled by gravity.

scarlett had never known how delighted it was to see a familiar face welcoming you after a good, beaten day of work. she could feel excitement bubbling up in her, making her giggling uncontrollably as she picked up her pace to cross the empty road laid between the two of them.

“what of earth are you doing here?”

although the tone condemning—because she wanted him to rest after playing a full 90 minute—scarlett was grinning from ear to ear in pure glee as the footballer caught her in his arms. nothing beat the feeling of sharing an after-match emotions with the one you love the most because good or bad, they’d always have your back. “waiting for you, silly. what else?”

and scarlett wasn’t going to complain about the arms snaking on the back of her waist, shedding any last border between the two, because it felt right. this was why she came to the home games. “didn’t i say i’ll be long?”

“i know,” scarlett pulled away at benji’s response,eyes scanning him up and down in disbelief that he was here, in front of her, in flesh and blood. “glad i didn’t listen to you.”

“but why—”

“and let you catch a taxi or something? at this hour?” scarlett didn’t even notice benji’s other hand, the one which wasn’t waving to her earlier, held the signature paper cup from the little café down the street. at the sight, she could only gasp and doubt her eyes because fucking hell; she didn’t know she could use a cuppa now after long working hours on a wintery day. “not happening under my watch.”

“wha—”

“i don’t wish to wonder why you like them so much when it’s not even breakfast, but it’s your favourite english breakfast tea.”

as much as scarlett wanted to wipe off that little smirk benji was sporting, she couldn’t hide the fact that she was utterly touched by both the gesture and the thought behind it. even more at the fact that benji did indeed remember the uselessly thrown trivial of hers, one she did out of wanting to fill the silence between them once an eclipse ago.

it was supposed to be her cheering him not far from the sidelines, as she’d promised, but he was taking care of her instead. she, in all honesty, couldn’t believe how a(n un)fateful night in stamford bridge could lead her to this wonderful man, willing to accept her as she was and committed to making her happy, despite knowing her for a (extremely) short while only before taking her into a tango dance together.

“what’s the tears for, my love?”

only when benji’s thumb brushed clean the watermark did she realise she was letting tears escape her eyes. she was genuinely touched by this man and couldn’t put words to describe how much she loved him. fuck those people who say it’s too fast for them.

“i’m just so happy you’re here, benji,” scarlett tried to smile in between the tears that kept falling down, chuckling at how ridiculous she might look like right then but benji was there, every step of the way, cupping her face in his palm like he’d been bestowed a dragon egg; his way of telling his girlfriend he wouldn’t go anywhere. “i—thank you.”

with the way scarlett thanked him, exhaustion written all over her face and body, benji couldn’t help but wrap his arms around her, kissing the top of her head as she relaxed under his touch. “no need, sweetheart. i'm just so proud of you.”

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hendolish · 7 months

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Hiii! I'm here once again asking Madders/Chilly like I'm their last man standing (maybe I am)

Can you write something about them before the summer window when they argue about James's transfer like yes he is in London but not with Ben since he chose Spurs.

Maybe they both say things they regret but then they make up somehow until they see each other at the international break.

Thank you so much if you take this request! Love your writing🩵

james maddison/ben chilwell | distance between ♡

The summer transfer window was always a rollercoaster. For fans, it was a mix of hope, anticipation, and sometimes disappointment, but for players, it could be a tumultuous period of uncertainty and change.

This summer was particularly intense for Madders. Ben as well.

Their connection had never been just about football. Whispers and knowing glances had always swirled around them. Their bond was different — deeper, more intimate. So when the rumour mills started buzzing with news of Madders transferring to Spurs, it wasn't just another football move; it felt personal.

Ben felt it sharply, a sort of betrayal. Sure, London was where he was, but Spurs? That wasn’t with him. That wasn't their dream.

“Why Spurs?” The hurt was evident in Ben's eyes as he confronted his... what exactly? Friend? More than a friend? That was always the unspoken question between them.

“They made me an offer," Madders sighed, his gaze dropping to the ground, "It's a good opportunity. They have a strong vision for me.”

Ben took a shaky breath, the weight of unspoken feelings pressing down on him. “I thought... I thought you’d be with me,” he whispered, not meeting Madders' eyes.

“It's not just about us, Chilly. I have to think about my career.” Madders' voice trembled, betraying the conflict he felt.

The words stung and Ben's temper flared, “It’s always been about us! And now you choose Spurs over... over what we have?”

“Ben,” Madders' voice cracked, "It’s never been about choosing a club over you."

Their conversation was filled with underlying emotions and veiled admissions, but it never got them anywhere. They parted ways that evening, the gap between them wider than ever.

Weeks turned into a blur of cold exchanges and avoided glances. The tension was unmistakable. Their shared secret had become an unspoken barrier.

However, time has a way of healing wounds. The international break brought them face to face once more, wearing their nation's colours. Representing their country, standing side by side, they couldn't avoid the pull between them.

Post-training, in the dimming twilight, Ben found himself next to Madders, “Look... I can't let a club come between... us."

Madders looked up from his clasped hands, meeting Ben's gaze, "I never wanted it to."

Taking a deep, preparatory breath, Ben admitted, "I just... I wanted more time. Time with you. Without all the complications."

Madders reached out, hesitantly touching Ben’s face and visibly relaxing when he didn't jerk away, "Different uniforms don't change what's here," he murmured, placing a hand over Ben's heart.

Their gazes locked, and the distance between them closed once again, sealing their silent promises with a gentle, lingering kiss.

"That was dead sappy that, y'know."

Ben couldn't help but tease once they pulled away, earning him a light punch in the arm. But Madders' megawatt grin told him he couldn't be happier.

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azpiiicueta · 1 year

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#ben chilwell #benjamin chilwell #chilwell #chelsea fc #chelsea #mine*

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inesdiary96 · 1 year

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@jessmountsmason

Some anon ask for Mason's reaction to chillys injury

He looks so worried 😔💙

#mason mount #football #ben chilwell #chelsea fc #chelsea football club #cfc #benjamin chilwell #footballers #england nt

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mattycashyx · 2 years

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To much - Ben Chilwell

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A few weeks ago Ben posted a picture of me and him kissing together on instagram, to show everyone that we were in a relationship.

At the beginning everyone was really nice, I was glad and relieved that his fans had excepted me but that didn't last long. It began all innocent by some of them saying that I was fat or wasn't pretty and that Ben could do better.

But more and more people begun saying those things under every thing i posted. The only thing under all my instagram posts where hate of his fans saying all these nasty things about me. At some point some of them even started sending dm's with deadthreaths, that they wished I was dead or never existed.

Ben warned me that not everyone was gone be nice to me and some of his fans would hate on me. But I never expected to be it this hard and I never thought that some one could be this mean.

Everthing i posted was something that they could hate on, then it was my face that I should wore more make up, or then it was my body that I wasn't skinny enough or I was not pretty enough for Ben. There was always something that wasn't good enough for them, if you get so much hate you start to believe it yourself.

How was I ever good enough for Ben, I wasn't some kind of model I was just a random girl from a little town nothing more. He deserves way better. So thats when I couldn't handle it anymore, they where right.

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You were packing your suitcase you tried to pack as much as you could, but it was to much to take with you all at ones so you had to come back later.

You lived with Ben in his appartment, 2 years ago you moved in with him, you couldn't wait to move in with your boyfriend. Ben was the best thing that ever happened to you.

Ben was training right now so you could leave without any trouble. Ben had noticed that you were more distand lately but he thought that you were stressed out of work.

His training was over so he came back home only to find out that is girlfriend wasn't home, all here clothes were gone he was confussed but thats when he found a note on the kitchen counter.

Dear Ben,

You were the best boyfriend I ever had and I couldn't wish for anything better. It's not your fould but it's me, I can't handle the hate it's to much for me and you deserve way better. You deserve some one who can handle your fame and who isn't so insecure about them selfs. But i break up with you.

I love you and I am so sorry x Y/N

He was shocked and couldn't believe it you had left him and when realization hit him his heart broke into pieces. He loved you so much and he hated himself for not seeing that you were so hated by his fans.

Few days later

You went bake to his appertment to get your last stuff, you were standing infront his door. Suddenly you got very nervous to see Ben, you where scared that he was mad at you. But you had to get your stuff, so you knock on the door.

A few seconds later Ben opens the door. he doesn't look good, his eyes are red from crying earlier, it looks like he hasn't showerd since the day you'd left. He didn't say anything and waited for you to say something.

"I came to get my last stuff" you said and he nodded and let you in. you grapped your last things and wanted to walk out of the house but a soft voice stopped you.

"wait Y/N" Ben said you turned around and looked him in the eyes, his eyes full of sorrow and hurt. "why didn’t you just told me that you got so much hate" Ben said "I-I don’t know" you told him "I could have helped you" Ben said and you stay silent "please let me help you" Ben said and you started to cry softly, he took you in a hug and you felt save in his arms.

You cried in his arms and you stayed there for a while in completly silence until he began to speak up. "I’ve missed you so much Y/N please let me help you, I can’t live without you" he said "I’m just so afraid of what they are gonna say" you said still sobbing into his arms "it doesn’t matter what they say the only thing that matters is us, we will get through this together" Ben said "I missed you to and I’m so sorry for hurting you Ben" you said and he give you a kiss on your forehead.

"I love you and please promes me that you’ll never leave me again" Ben said looking deaply into your eyes "I promise" you said looking back in his eyes not much later you shared a passionate kiss. "I love you too" you said.

The rest of the night you two watch a movie while cuddling in each others arms.

You two were wathing a movie while cuddling in each others arms, you had fallen asleep in Ben's arms. Ben was still upset about the fact that his fans were so mean to his girlfriend so he decided to post a picture and say something about it.

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benchilwell I’m in love with this girl and I can’t understand why you would hate her. She’s literally the best thing that happened to me and it hurts me, that my fans have hatted on her so much that she doubted our relationship and her self. She’s a strong and beautiful woman and I’m glad that I can call her my girlfriend<3 @y/nusername

@y/nusername: Ahw this made me cry🥺 I love you so much benji❤️

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I didn’t know if it should be a happy or a sad ending but it turned out to be a happy ending. What do you think? I don’t really know how I feel about this. Please let me know if there are any mistakes!

Thank you for reading<3

#benjamin chilwell #ben chilwell #chelsea #chelsea fc #ben chilwell imagine #ben chilwell x y/n #ben chilwell one shot #ben chilwell x reader #football #footballer imagine #footballer x reader #mattycashyx

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httpsaa1 · 2 years

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Hurt in the hills - Ben Chilwell

Warnings: mention of blood and injuries, one cursed word

Summary: in which reader gets hurt while running in the hills and a handsome man helps her

Prompts: “is that blood?”; “what’s your blood type?”, “why the hell would you need to know my blood type?”, “i don’t know, i always see that on TV programs”; “you are a bit pale”, “yeah, i don’t really like blood”; “i’ll carry you”; “make it easy and stop squirming, please”; “god, that’s a lot of blood. But don’t worry, I won’t let you bleed out!”; “i need to clean you up first”; “this is gonna hurt”; “gentle, gentle, gentle!”; “stop moving, i’m trying to help you!”; “i know it hurts, but it will stop, don’t worry”

Ben Chilwell x female!reader

English is not my first language!

You were currently running around the Cotswold Hills to do your morning work out. You had traveled to a village called Avening to visit a friend of yours and decided to go for a run to the beautiful hills that are near the village. Besides, you could do your workout trying something new.

You were running when you tripped over a rock and fell to the ground. The hit was pretty bad since the road was covered with little rocks that were embedded in your hands and knees. It hurt pretty badly, too. Your knees and hands were bleeding and you couldn’t move more than just sitting down. Anyone was there and you had left your phone in your car so anyone could help you. You were alone.

Suddenly, you heard some steps of someone running. It was an attractive man who was wearing a sleeveless white shirt that hugged his body perfectly and some black shorts. He had some very, beautiful deep blue-ish eyes that immediately called your attention.

He stared down at you with a frown in his features. When he saw that you were bleeding he gasped and crouched down next to you.

“Is that blood?” The tall handsome man uttered going slightly pale.

“No, it’s tomato sauce”, you rolled your eyes, “of course it is blood! I fell and started bleeding.”

The man seemed to panic.

“What’s your blood type?” He quickly said.

“Why the hell would you need to know my blood type?” You frowned in confusion.

The man whose name you still didn’t know shrugged his shoulders.

“I don’t know, I always see that on TV programs.”

That made you giggle and he cracked a smile.

“You look a bit pale.”

“Yeah, I don’t really like blood.”

“I’ve got some bandages in my car, the only problem is that we would need to go back down and I don’t really think that you can walk with your knees like that.”

You looked down at the wounds in your knees that were already covered in blood.

“No, I can’t, but you can go. I’ll wait for you, I can’t go anywhere any ways.” You smiled.

“I’ll carry you.” The man said, with a face that looked like a saviour, and he technically was.

“You can’t carry me, I’m too heav- hey! Put me down right now!” The dark-haired man grabbed you below the knees and lifted you up to carry you to his car and help you before you could finish your phrase.

“I’m not putting you down, now come on, make it easy and stop squirming, please, that there’s a long road left.” He started walking down the hill with you in his arms. It felt nice and cozy to be in someone’s arms like that, even if it was a stranger that could be lying to you and was going to kill you. You stopped squirming and kicking because you felt that he was not going to do anything bad to you.

He carried you like you didn’t weigh nothing. You had been walking for 30 minutes and he didn’t even look tired.

After more than 1 hour walking, or just the man walking with you in his arms, you two finally arrived to the car.

He opened it and put you down carefully on the driver’s seat. While you were sitting, he went to the trunk to get a small first aid kit that had the bandages to cover your wounds.

“God, that’s a lot of blood. But don’t worry, I won’t let you bleed out!” He said with a gentle smile.

“Are you going to put the bandages right now?”

“I need to clean you up first.”

He kneeled in front of you and opened the briefcase to grab the peroxide to disinfect the wound. He put the liquid in a piece of cotton.

“This is gonna hurt.” He said and and started swiping it on your knees.

You hissed at the contact of your exposed skin with the liquid and tried to move, but he put a hand on your thigh to stop your movements so you could let him work.

“Gentle, gentle, gentle! Oh my lord, please!” You almost screamed.

“Stop moving, I’m trying to help you!” The handsome man said while continuing the assault to your knees.

“I’m sorry,” you rolled your eyes once again, “but it hurts!”

“I know it hurts, but it will stop, don’t worry.”

You huffed after seeing that your complaints weren’t going to take you anywhere.

“Could I, at least, know the name of the prince that is helping me?”

He flashes you a smile.

“I’m Ben, and you are?”

“Y/N.”

He grinned up at you again and continued cleaning you.

When he finished disinfecting the areas that had been hurt, he grabbed the bandages and started slowly putting it around your left hand first. He was holding your hand like it would break if he pressed just a little bit more. He finished with hands and went on with your knees. When he finished, he looked at his work and shakes the dust off his hands. Ben stood up and offered you his hand. You accepted it and got up with his help, it still hurt when you walked but not that much.

You looked at your bandages and then at Ben who was in front of you. You sheepishly smiled at him and muttered a soft ‘thank you’.

He laughed at your shyness and then approached you.

“Um”, he hesitated, “maybe I should have your number… um, to see that everything is all right, of course.” He was looking down embarrassed while scratching his head with his left hand.

You softly smiled and giggled at his soon nervousness.

“Of course”, you said, “ I just hope that you don’t only write me to know how I am.” You winked at him.

After you had given him your number and left, he was already thinking about everything that you two could chat about. He was certainly going to send you a message as soon as he arrived to the hotel he was staying in.

While he was driving, Ben thought that ge had gone to run a bit to train and ended up with the number of a beautiful girl. He smiled and shook his head at that thought. His day couldn’t have been better.

Heyy! I wanted to thank you all for all the support! I love u😽

Hope that you enjoyed it! <33

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charlottemount · 2 years

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Revenge time 😂

#ben chilwell #benjamin chilwell #mason mount #masonmount #chelsea

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pernillecfcw · 9 months

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More chilly 🫶🏻

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eyesupchilsy · 1 year

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Hey Siri play Halsey - Colors

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chrleclerc · 2 years

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ben chilwell headers

#ben chilwell #ben chilwell headers #headers ben chilwell #benjamin chilwell #chilwell headers #headers chilwell #chelsea headers #headers chelsea

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hendolish · 4 months

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missed his stupidly handsome face

#he’s growing on me #england #england national team #england nt #england football #football #ben chilwell #chilly #chilwell #benjamin chilwell #chelsea fc #chelsea #chelsea football club

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chelsealowkeysucks · 2 years

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Man chilly looks so pretty today Chelsea really needs to win this one

#chelsea #chelsea fc #chilly #benjamin chilwell #ben chilwell #chilwel #ready to go down on my knees #chemun

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inesdiary96 · 2 years

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I wasn't ready for this amount of content

I mean

They are both wonderful and amazingly beautiful but Ben has my whole heart

#chelsea fc #ben chilwell #benjamin chilwell #masonmount #mason mount

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mattycashyx · 2 years

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Car accident - Ben Chilwell

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Y/N pov

You and Ben got into a huge fight, you were shouting at each other and you can’t even remenber what the fight was about.

You’d never seen Ben so mad, you two sometimes got into little fights if you didn’t agree with each other but you never could stay mad for long.

Ben couldn’t hold the tension anymore ans grabbed his car keys “I’m gonna leave” he said “you’re just gonna walk away like that!” You said shouting “yes I am!” he said with a mad expression “just leave than I don’t give a damn!” you said “I am already on my way” he said walking out the door.

You loved Ben with you whole heart, and it hurts you so much to see the love of your life just walking out of the door like it’s nothing, if he didn’t care. You were sitting against the wall sobbing into your knees.

Ben’s Pov

He walked out of the apartment feeling mad at himself for walking out, but he couldn’t hold it anymore it was to much for him.

He went to his car and drove off, driving in his car makes him calm down. He was so caught up into his thought he didn’t even relies that he was crying.

Lately he was more stressed because he was so busy with football and being in shape, his trainings where long and he was so tired that he gave you barley any attention he didn’t mean to but it happened anyway.

He knew exactly why you were mad and he thought that you had every right to. For the last months he neglected your relationship. He was even confused how you could handle all of this, his fame, the hate you got from some of his fans and the fact that he wasn’t a good boyfriend to you why were you still with him?

It was getting darker and darker he needed to go back to you and to make it up for his stupid behavior. He was on his way back to you when a care came out of nowhere and he tried to avoid the car but it was already to late. The car crashed into his car the only thing he was thinking of was you until everything went black.

Y/N pov

You were laying on the couch watching a movie, you were worried about Ben he had been gone for a few hours and he hadn’t could you back. You almost fall asleep but that’s when you hear your phone ringing you pick up really fast hoping that it was Ben.

“Hey Y/N” you hear Mason Mount’s voice “hey” you said slightly confused why would Mason call you this late in the evening? “You have to come to the hospital” he said rushed “w-why, what happened?” You said getting up “Ben is hit by a car” Mason said you get as fast as you can to the hospital.

You run inside and you go to Ben’s family “where is he?” You asked crying “he’s right now in surgery” the mother of Ben said “will he be okay?” You asked quietly sobbing “he’s strong he will make it” Mason said taking you in a hug.

You stay for a while in his arms and you calm down. Not much later the doctor let’s you know that the surgery went well and that you can see him.

You all went to him and you gave him sometime with his family “we’ll let you two alone, Ben we will visit you tomorrow” his mother said before kissing her son on his head he said goodbye to his family and they all left his room to let you two talk.

“You look cute with an bandage on your head” you said and he laughed softly. “Y/N I’m so sorry I was on my way back to you, to make it up to you” Ben said but you interrupted him “it doesn’t matter I’m glad that you’re still alive” you said kissing him on the cheek “no it does matter I treated you like shit, I was a bad boyfriend to you, honestly I don’t even get why you’re still with me” he said looking hurt.

“Ben I love you, today I released that I can’t life without you, I want to marry you, I want to have kids with you and I want to grow old with you” you said making Ben emotional “and yes you treated me like shit this month but I know you were stressed out and you were training so hard and I’m so proud of you” you said while going with my thumb over his cheek to wipe his tears and he smiled at me “I want to marry you too and I also want to have kids with you, I love you so so so much and I can’t live without you either” he said.

Or noses touched and we both lie down in to kiss each other with passion, it was one of the best kisses we ever shared. “You’re staying with me” he said after the kiss and I looked around for a bed “but there’s no bed where am I supposed to sleep?” You question “with me” he said smiling innocently “you sure? I don’t want to hurt you” you said “yes come” he said and I went to lay down beside him carefully to not hurt him. He took me in his arms and I felt saver than ever. “I love you Ben” you said “I love you too Y/N” he said kissing my forehead. Not much later we fall asleep in each other’s.

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This is my first time I ever published something on tumblr and I try to figure out how this works ;). I hope you like it and please let my know if I wrote something wrong! I don’t mind! English is not my first language so their probably will be some mistakes.

Thank you for reading<3

#ben chilwell #benjamin chilwell #chelsea #chelsea fc #mason mount #ben chilwell imagine #ben chilwell x y/n #ben chilwell one shot #ben chilwell x reader #football #footballer imagine #footballer x reader #mattycashyx

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