best friends, uh? โ mason mount
A/N: hello ๐๐ป here we are againnnn. please remember that english is my second language so i apologise for any mistake. and thanks to Sid for all the support on this one ๐ฅบ ily bestie!! hope you guys enjoy it xx
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content: friends to lovers, unprotected sex, fluff and mild angst.
โBro, Manchester? Thatโs so farโ your best friend Benjamin brought up the transfer subject, which made your other best friend, Mason, sigh deeply.
The three of you were hanging out since itโs their first day of summer vacation, and your best friends would travel somewhere else soon. It would be only for a few days, but once the league returns everything will be different.
You, Mason and Ben were best friends for a long time now. You met when both of them went to the national team for the first time and you were a journalism intern working
For some reason, they both liked you. And it was easy to like them too, with all the jokes and good energy. When Ben joined Chelsea their bond got even stronger. At that time your career had taken another direction and you were working as a bandโs press officer, which allowed you to live in London.
For the last three years your trio has seen each other every week and weekend. You were always attending Chelsea home games, and your boys always came up with something on their days off.
At this point, the three of you felt like family.
Until now, with Masonโs transfer. Ben tried to talk jokingly about it, but you knew he meant it.
Otherwise, you could understand Masonโs decision since the entire last season was a hell of a nightmare to him, and now they both were discussing his last move: signing with Manchester United.
โItโs not like I had a lot of optionsโ Mason shrugged. โI mean, Liverpool didnโt make it to the Champions League and I quite like United, Benโ
โEven Kai will be closer to usโ he snorted, clearly upset.
โYouโre saying this is a bad thing?โ You smirked, taking a sip of your wine. Chilly and Mase were still deciding what they wanted for dinner and the only thing they were capable of ordering was your favourite white wine.
โDonโt tell him I talked about him like thatโ Ben grinned, finally deciding what to eat. He called the waitress, and Mason ordered both his and yours meal, knowing what you like to eat.
When she wrote everything down and left, Mount spoke again. โWell, actually youโre the only one left behind. Maybe joining City next season and we can be reunitedโ
โWhat do you mean?โ
โLike the three of us, in the same cityโ
โWell if you want this to happen then youโll have to come back to Londonโ Ben frowned, realisation passing through his face seconds later. โNo-โ
โI havenโt made the decision yetโ you cut him. โBut the offer has been made, yesโ
โYou called her to move with you? This is unfairโ he snorted.
Mason raised an eyebrow, reaching your thigh under the table and giving a gentle squeeze. โI couldnโt do it without my best friend, could I?โ
โAnd what about me, you prick? You want me to carry that shitty team on my backs on my own? I deserve to have the presence of my best friend as wellโ
โWhy are you so afraid, Ben?โ Mason smirked. โOh, cause you know Iโm the favourite and sheโs going to say yesโ
You tried not to laugh. Theyโre definitely the most funny people you know, and to you it has always been a pleasure that they both chose you as their best friend.
โWe are still talking about moving to Manny?โ Ben teased his friend. โIโm the favourite, thoโ
โStopโ you playfully rolled your eyes, interrupting Mason before they started an argument in the middle of the restaurant. โI donโt have a favourite. And if the pair of you donโt behave like grown men, Iโll move toโฆ I donโt know, Merseysideโ
โYou would still be living closer to me than to himโ Mason giggled, whispering. โJust admit Iโm your favouriteโ
โShut up, Masonโ Chilly stuck his tongue out at his friend, just like a child.
โWhy are you two even discussing? Youโre already losing your best friend, no matter if I go or if I stayโ you pointed, instantly realising that the reason for the little fight about you was to pretend their separation wasnโt a real thing. โOh, Iโm sorryโ
โThatโs ok, Y/N. Weโll have to deal with it one way or anotherโ Ben smiled.
โBut not tonight, alright? I'm already sick of this subject. Letโs have dinner and talk about nonsense stuff and you can laugh at our terrible jokes and things will stay the same. Just for tonightโ Mason smiled at you. โWhen the announcement happens, weโll face the truthโ
You swallowed the lump in your throat, nodding. โJust the three of us tonight, then. Me and my Chelsea boysโ you smiled, raising your glass of wine.
When Mason and Ben raised theirs to toast with you, you could swear their eyes were watering.
You forced yourself not to cry.
โ
When he came back from Spain after a week with Ben, he invited you to spend a couple of days at his house. It was something natural in your friendship, but this time seemed different.
Mason opened the door wearing a white shorts and a hoodie youโve never seen before, and instantly smiled at you.
โYouโre lateโ he kissed your forehead, picking your backpack from you and giving you space to enter his house. โBut I forgive youโ
โYeah, sorry about that. I couldnโt find my favourite pyjamasโ you snorted. It feels like Masonโs house it's yours too, so you feel comfortable enough to go directly to his living room.
โYou left them hereโ he laughed at you, closing the door and following you inside.
โRight, this explains a lotโ
His living room was occupied with a lot of suitcases, and you instantly remembered that this was a goodbye weekend.
โYou already packed everything?โ you asked, feeling your eyes watering.
โOnly my favourite clothes. Iโll leave everything else, canโt take all of my stuff to a hotel roomโ he shrugged.
You nodded. He texted you during his vacation and told you how difficult finding a house in Manchester turned out to be. You were just wishing he could find a place soon, somewhere he could turn into a home.
โBenji is also coming?โ
โI spent a lot of time with Ben last week, itโs just me and youโ he smiled, but his face turned serious way too fast. โIโll drive to Manchester Sunday night. Itโs our last days together so Ben agreed to stay outโ
You never told him you were staying, but you didnโt have to. Mason knew you.
โIโm so sorry, Maseโ you felt that familiar lump on your throat, showing up every time you think about it.
You didnโt like the idea of being away from him, but your whole life was in London. For the past couple of weeks youโve been thinking about it, and your only wish was that you could divide yourself in two. Or that he could stay.
Dividing yourself in two sounded more easy, to be honest.
Mason put your backpack on the couch, quickly embracing your body in his arms.
โThatโs ok, sweetheart. You have a life here, Y/N. Family, friends, everything you love. Iโm the one leavingโ he sighed. โI just hope you understand Iโm not leaving youโ
You held him tightly, tucking your head in his neck and letting your cry reach you while your best friend stroked your back. After a few minutes like this, Mason pushed you away just enough to look into your eyes.
โWeโre not supposed to spend this weekend cryingโ he smiled, wiping your tears. โLetโs make it unforgettable, okay?โ
You nodded, taking a deep breath and smiling back at him when you noticed that he swallowed the lump in his throat, trying not to cry.
โEverything with you is unforgettableโ you pouted, resting your chin on his chest, and Mason ran his thumb across your lower lip, staring at you. โI donโt want you to leaveโ
โIโll be back soonโ he smirked. You wish it was true.
โLiarโ you rolled your eyes, and he laughed. โYour contract says 2028. Five fucking yearsโ
โLanguage, Y/N. Manchester isnโt that far, and youโll always be welcome at Old Trafford. At least Iโm still playing in the Premโ
โDonโt you dare. Suggest something like this.โ you punched his chest, staring at him in disbelief. Watching your favourite person moving to Manchester has been painful enough and the thought of Mason living in another country made your eyes burn again.
โYou know Iโm never leaving England, Y/N. Not as long as youโre hereโ he reassured you, but the smirk on his face made you roll your eyes again.
The truth is that Mason felt happiness spreading throughout his body when he realised the way you fear being away from him.
And then instantly guilt almost ate him alive. He wasnโt moving to another country, but with his agenda and how much you work, thereโll be months between one visit and another.
Trying to make these thoughts disappear, Mason grabbed both of your tights until your legs were wrapped around his torso. โAlright, this is way too sadโ he whispered, taking you upstairs. โLetโs put on our pjโs, itโs movie timeโ
โYouโll let me choose?โ you held onto his neck, just like a child.
โNoโ he put you down once he got in his room. โItโll be the last Avengers. Donโt look at me like that, I know you love it just as much as I doโ
โI thought the night was being sad enough? You know Iโll cry with this oneโ
โI can deal with thatโ he winked. โI know you really like your favourite pyjamas but would you mind wearing one of my t-shirts tonight? Itsโs just- I want to take something with you scent ya know? But you donโt need to- Iโll order our foodโ he closed his bedroom door before you could answer, his rose cheeks making you giggle.
You quickly changed into one of his black t-shirts and your pyjama shorts, texting him to join you.
Mason opened the door, tucking his head inside his room. โHeyโ
You went to him, picking your backpack and tipping his nose. He grinned at the sight of you in his favourite t-shirt.
โLetโs clean this pretty face while we wait the foodโ
โPretty face, uh?โ he followed you into the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror. He always loved when you called him pretty, because it was important to him that you thought he was pretty.
โWhat you ordered?โ
โFive Guysโ he smirked. To be honest, you already knew the answer, once your boy is addicted to it.
โFavourite food and favourite movieโ you turned to face him. โIt feels like weโre saying goodbye for monthsโ
โDonโt think like that. Iโm just trying to have a cosy weekend with you, yeah? But weโll see each other often. I promiseโ
You nodded, turning around and grabbing your skin products out of the bag and putting them in the sink. Mason realised you didnโt believe what he said, so he hugged you from behind and rested his chin on your shoulder.
Your friendship with Mason and Ben has always been like that. They constantly cuddle with you, carry you up and get clingy really easily.
Mason is the touchy one, while Ben is more verbal, and you try your best to love them both in their love language so they can feel loved.
โHelp me upโ you asked him once you got all of your skincare products in front of you. Mason grabbed your waist when you turned to him, sitting you on the sink counter.
You spread your legs so he could get between them, which he did immediately. He always enjoyed these moments with you, and he knows heโs about to miss this a lot.
โI donโt like the scratchy oneโ Mason complained, identifying it on the counter and remembering the last time you used it on his face.
โExfoliating our face sometimes is necessary, Mase. We need to remove dead skinโ
โRight, cause there will be no dead skin left if you go faceless. Noโ he shook his head. โItโs awfulโ
โYouโre being dramaticโ you chuckled, kissing the tip of his nose. โI swear Iโll be gentle, big boyโ
โYouโre always gentle butโฆโ he pouted, but your stare silenced him. โFine. A smooth face could be usefulโ
You bit your lower lip, feeling your stomach churn.
โIโm sure girls in Manchester loves smooth facesโ
โI was talking about rubbing my face in your neck tonightโ he closed his eyes, waiting patiently while you massaged your Vichy soap. โBut yeah, I bet they doโ
โYouโll need someone to make skincare with youโ you tried again, For some reason, you felt like testing him.
โI can FaceTime you, simplyโ
โBut youโll probably find a friend to do it with you, anyways. Youโre really good at making friendsโ
You didnโt know why you were saying that. You just wanted him to reassure you that he wonโt need any other friend, that heโd prefer to do skincare alone than with someone that isnโt you.
โYouโre trying to get rid of me?โ he said playful, tickling your waist.
โNo! Stop- no, never. Iโm just thinking about itโ you pouted, feeling a bit sad.
โYou are my best friend, Y/N. Manchester wonโt change that. And absence makes the heart grow fonderโ he smiled, holding your serum in front of you so you could use it on him.
โUhm, weโre forgetting something, donโt you think?โ
โI have no idea, what are you talking about?โ Mason smirked.
You rolled your eyes at him, looking for your facial scrub and pouring some into your hand and despite his complaints, he let you finish.
The pair of you interspersed so heโd also cleaned, exfoliated and moisturised your face, and once youโve both done he carried you to his living room.
โOh youโll make me stare at these bad girls?โ you joked, pointing to his suitcases. Mason laughed, waiting for you to lay on the couch and instantly laying between your legs.
โWho knows, maybe theyโll make you come with meโ Mason shrugged. He wouldnโt let you know, so you wouldnโt feel guilty, but knowing you weren't coming to his new home with him was eating him alive.
โUgh, donโt do this. Iโm almost changing my mindโ you sighed. If he could ask for something, then it would be this. For you to change your mind.
Realising that you only have two days left with Mason made your stomach burn. Your best friend was always there for you, and alongside Ben you did everything together.
He is the one you call when youโre sad, and when youโre happy. Even when youโre angry or pissed off.
Mason and Ben are the ones you search for in every scenario, your boys. The only men you trust with your life.
And now you feel like youโre losing one of them. Because itโs exactly whatโs happening.
โNo no no, weโre not crying any more tonightโ Mason looked up and caught the exact moment a tear fell from your eyes. Facing you and squeezing your tight, he gave you a reassuring smile. โYouโre only allowed to cry in Tonyโs sceneโ
You nodded, wiping your own tears and waiting for the movie to start. Mason got up when the bell rang, coming back a few minutes later with the food he ordered.
You two ate together, always touching each other with some part of your bodies. When the food ran out there was still an hour of movie left, and Mason clung to your body after cleaning the mess both of you made.
โYouโre going to leave bruises on me, Maseโ you pretended to complain about how tightly he was holding you, and he laughed, only tightening more.
โItโs a good idea to keep other boys awayโ he said.
โWhat are you talking aboutโ
โOnce Iโm left there will be a lot of predators around you, I need to find a way to prevent itโ
There it was. Your friendship with Mason was always comfortable, and sometimes the pair of you used to flirt and joke around.
But sometimes you keep yourself wanting those little flirts to mean something, and you werenโt sure about how to deal with that. Especially now that heโs about to move to another city.
Besides, Mason is a fucking footballer, and a pretty one. The kind of man who can have anyone in the world.
And you are his best friend, someone he probably sees as a sister. And you couldnโt say anything before understanding what you feel, because it would be so unfair to him.
Mason smiled, leaning to you and brushing his lips against your neck. He kissed the spot before starting sucking your skin.
โWhat are you doing?โ you tensioned your body. Someone who sees you as a sister wouldnโt give you a hickey, right?
โShhh, stay quietโ his wet lips brushed your neck, and you could feel his breath hitting you.
You ran out of actions, staying still until he was done.
โThere it isโ he faced it proudly. โNow I have about two weeks of good sleep before it fades and I need to do it againโ
You didnโt know what to say, so you kept quiet. Best friends donโt mark each other like that, right? But you canโt think about it now. Mason is leaving London. And you are staying.
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It was a sad, sad Sunday. You couldnโt believe your best friend was moving to another side of the country.
After spending the Saturday with him, eating snacks all day and cuddling in bed, you werenโt ready to say goodbye.
โSweetheart, you donโt need to cryโ
โSorry I canโt stopโ you groaned, stressed. It was such a great weekend with him and now you were forced to watch him leave.
Ben showed up when Mason was closing the house, and he helped his best friend to fill the car with all his things before hugging you.
โIโll take you to him as often as we can, Y/Nโ he smiled at you.
Ben was such a sweet soul. You pouted, resting your face on his shoulder while Mase locked the last door.
โCan you please take your hands off of my best friend?โ Mason rolled his eyes, standing in front of you.
Ben laughed when his mate opened his arms and you went straight to him. He knows your relationship with him is more intimate, and to Ben it's obvious whatโs going on.
Mason stroked your back, smiling when you tucked your face in his neck.
โIโm gonna miss your hugsโ
โThis sounds like a you problem to meโ Chilly smirked, knowing heโs still receiving those.
โHeโs a prick, isnโt he?โ Mason whispered in your ear, making you laugh between sobs.
You raised your face, trying to stare at him through your tears, and he stroked your chin patiently.
โDonโt find another best friendโ you sobbed loudly. โIโll drive to Manchester whenever I can to watch your games so we can make skincare together and we can FaceTime when you miss me but please Mount, donโt find another girlโ
He smiled, feeling warmth in his chest. He wishes he could tell you not to find another boy too, but Ben would be pissed at him.
โYouโre my only girl, Y/N. Donโt need to worry about thatโ Mason thought it was cute the way your lower lip was quivering while you pouted. โCโmon baby, I hate to see you cry. Youโll be fine? I can stay till tomorrowโ
โNo, Iโm ok. You donโt need to change your plansโ you sighed. โIโm acting like a childโ
โItโs cuteโ he smirked, stroking your chin. โHere, I have something for youโ he pulled away so we could take out the hoodie he wore all weekend. โI bought to leave it with you but I thought it would be better if I use it for some days so it would have my scentโ
โI love youโ you pouted, wearing it instantly before hugging him again.
โI love you moreโ he smiled and you closed your eyes, tightening your grip on his t-shirt when he kissed the tip of your nose.
โNo, I doโ you smirked, giggling when he pinched your nose.
โThatโs impossibleโ he kissed you again, on your forehead this time, holding you against him for a few minutes. โSee you soon, uhm? I swearโ
You nodded, letting him go to Chilly. They both said goodbye, hugging each other with watery eyes before Mason came back to you, kissing your head and entering his car.
Ben came to hug you, and the two of you watched while Mason left the front porch line.
โTake your hands off herโ Mason screamed, making you giggle. โLove you two, take care of my girl Benjaminโ
โSheโs my girl too, you knowโ
โOnly in your dreamsโ Mason chuckled. โShe knows sheโs mineโ
And drove off the car. You felt your heart pounding at the sight of his car disappearing at the end of his old road.
โHis girl, uh?โ Ben teased you as soon as you couldnโt see Masonโs car anymore.
โShut up, Benjaminโ you rolled your eyes, and he chuckled at you. โI miss him alreadyโ you started to sob again.
โOh, fuck offโ he laughed, but hugged you tightly, trying to bring you some comfort.
Later that night, Mason checked on you through Ben before reaching you out so he could try to comfort you. You felt even sadder knowing that the only day he can take care of you know is through a screen.
โ
You tried to stay happy while living in London, for Ben. You really tried. But the dark hole in your chest wouldnโt let you.
Ben was the best of friends, staying at your house every time he can, taking you to different places and trying to distract you. You both spent a lot of quality time together and he knows how much you love him, but he also knows the truth.
You missed Mason so much it hurts.
You wished you couldโve gone to his debut for United, but you werenโt able to drop your work on a Monday so you went to Benโs house to watch it with him.
It was a great game and the Red Devils happily won. You cried at the end, when the camera showed Mason, and Ben mocked you for the rest of the night.
โHe is glowingโ you pouted.
โI would be too, if I had a serious teamโ Chilly gave a choked laugh, making you chuckle.
You waved him goodnight and went to his guest room, deciding not to drive back home late at night since you lost track of time talking with Ben. He kissed your forehead and murmured goodnight too, giving you your space.
As soon as you entered the room, you changed into a pyjama you forgot there the last time you spent the night, and got under the heavy blanket, reaching out for your phone so you could send a message to your boy.
You didnโt knew but, in Benโs room, your boys were having a conversation.
Five minutes after your last message, Mason didnโt resist and FaceTimed you.
โGoodnight Maseโ you smiled at your phone. He was tucked in his sheets, cheeks smashed against his pillow. He looked so adorable, you wanted to scream.
โOh, I miss your voice so muchโ Mason grinned, his voice a little bit hoarse. โGoodnight babe. Hope you enjoyed the game. Ben told me you cried, I got a bit worriedโ
Your blood ran to your cheeks, and you made a mental note to kick Benโs ass later. What a traitor!
โNothing to worry about, they focused on you at the end and I just miss you alotโ you admitted shyly, even though he knows how badly you miss him. Mason smiled at your rose cheeks, feeling his heart ache with love.
โIโll try to visit soonโ he yawned, making you smile. โUgh, I donโt want to say goodbye yet. Can we spend the night on call?โ
โYes big boy, sure we can. Want me to tell you a story?โ you smiled, laughing when his cheeks turned red.
โI do, actuallyโ
โHmmm, alright. The story begins with a boy, a tall one, and a tiny girl. They met one day, when the tall boy hit the girl with a ball straight in her headโฆโ
It was the best night of sleep both of you had in two weeks.
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โI want to go to this weekendโs gameโ you said to Ben, after explaining to him how your best friend has been acting lately.. โAt Old Traffordโ
Two weeks passed since you and Mason slept on a call together, and you were feeling like something was off. Heโd still answer your texts and send you good morning or good night with cute emojis, but he was avoiding your phone calls and you didnโt spend the day texting.
You felt childish at first, rationalising that he has a new job and is probably really busy, but on the third day off that he found an excuse to not call you at night, you decided you had enough.
โAlright, weโre playing on different days this weekend so I can take you. Donโt want you driving alone, we never know what might happenโ
โIโm a good driverโ
โI know that, bugโ he smiled. โBut I mean, likeโฆ we donโt know what youโre facing there. I donโt want you driving back after some misunderstandment or something like thatโ
You nodded, suddenly afraid that your little trip might end with you and Mason fighting.
โOnly a month away and heโs acting weirdโ you dropped your head on the sofa. โAnd to think I really believed we could survive the seasonโฆ or worse, the five fucking yearsโ
โLanguage, bug. Donโt need to overreact, you donโt know what happened yet. Justโฆ prepare yourself for anything, alright?โ
โWhat do you mean? You think, likeโฆ he could be dating someone?โ you shrugged.
โI wouldnโt say dating, but maybe seeing someone? He hasn't said anything like that to meโ Ben tried to tranquillise you. โBut it was my first thought, since one of the first things a man does when he starts dating is to push their female friends away a little bit, you knowโฆ so their girl donโt feel insecure or something like thisโ
โYeah, I got it Benji, And I feel happy that my friends are this kind of man, but it would be nice if he could tell me instead of ignoring meโ you snorted, pretending that the idea of Mason dating someone didnโt bother you at all. โAt the same time, I canโt be sure that this is the reason, and he could be struggling with something. I just need to confirm he is okayโ
โFine, bug. Iโll take you. But if something went wrong then weโll be back in the same minute, alright?โ he brushed your hair out of your face. โI know you. Itโs not like youโd be happy with him dating someone, donโt have to pretend in front of me. I just hopes he gives you sincerity at leastโ
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The game was crazy. Ben tried to hide himself in a big hoodie, a cap and glasses, so both of you enjoyed it together. It was a fantastic result for United, winning three down zero at home, and you could see Mason was really happy.
Chilwell bought you an ice cream and distracted you with different subjects, giving time for Mason to get changed and go home, once he knows how crazy the locker room can get after a win like that.
An hour later, he drove you to the hotel he knows Masons at and asked the receptionist to call his buddy and say his name.
โCall me if you need anythingโ he murmured, kissing the top of your head. โAnd call me if you decide to spend the night, pleaseโ
You nodded, squeezing his hand before entering the elevator.
A half naked Mason opened the door, and you could tell he was really surprised.
โY/N? What? What are you doing here?โ
โHappy to see you too, Maseโ you tried to smile.
โIโm sorry, Iโm just- I didnโt expect to see you anytime soon, and she told me Ben was here so I thought it was him-โ
You stared at him and the silence that came after was awkward. You turned your eyes to the floor and thatโs when you saw the ring.
โOhโ you nodded, remembering Benโs words. โMakes senseโ
Mason followed your gaze, quickly taking the ring off. โItโs not what you think it isโ
โRight. The same way your weird excuses for not calling me arenโt what I think they are and the fact that you didnโt even hugged me isnโt what I think it isโ you grinned sarcastically
You turned around hating the way your voice crackled, and pressed the elevator button, ready to leave.
Mason ran to you, holding your arms to keep you in place. โWhy havenโt you told me you were coming? You watched the game?โ
โYesโ
โIโm sorryโ he kissed your forehead, hugging your waist. โIt was a hell of a week and I missed you so much that I thought- that maybe if we didnโt talk that much It could get easier. Sounds dumb when I say it out loudโ
โCause itโs dumbโ you tried to be sharp, but Mason always gives you the best hugs in the world and you were instantly melting against him. The elevator door opened, but you both ignored it until it closed again.
โItโs Cartierโ he said after a few seconds of silence, pushing you away to cup your face. โItโs just a ringโ
You could see that he was trying to hide a smile and you felt so pathetic. Of course your best friend wouldโve told you if he was dating someone.
โSorryโ you felt the blood rushing into your cheeks.
โWhat for?โ Mason frowned, stroking your chin. In his opinion, you look so cute being jealous of him.
โFor being a jealousy bitchโ you sighed, confused. What the hell were you thinking? Heโs tired after a rough game and you thought it was a great idea to show up and snap over a ring.
โYou were jealous?โ he raised an eyebrow at your nod. โYou donโt have to. Everybody around me knows Iโm yoursโ
Your body shivered, and Mason smiled at the sign of your red cheeks again. Kissing the tip of your nose, he held your hand and guided you inside his hotel room.
Mason couldnโt wait to cuddle with you, but you werenโt sure about spending the night with him after the scene you made.
โI should leaveโ you said when he closed the door. โYou need to sleepโ
โIโll sleep better if you cuddle meโ Mason pouted. โSee what six weeks away made to us already? We were almost fighting. Now I need to spend the night with you just to be sure the tension is goneโ
You rolled your eyes playfully, taking off your hoodie. Mason celebrated whispering โyesโ just like a child, and promptly searched for a t-shirt to give you.
โIโll go to the bathroom so you can get changedโ
โYou had dinner already?โ you asked, worried that you just interrupted him.
โHm no, but I can order some food if youโre hungryโ
โIโm not, but you should eat something Maseโ
โI just want to sleep, to be honestโ he yawned, heading to the bathroom and giving you some privacy.
After sending Ben a message letting him know you were spending the night with Mason, you quickly changed into his t-shirt, sighing in relief for being free of your jeans and bra. Since you left your pyjamas at Benโs hotel room, you searched for one of Masonโs shorts, but most of his things were still in his suitcases and you werenโt able to find it in the mess.
You decided to leave it that way instead of disturbing him any more and tucked yourself into his sheets before he came back, so he wouldnโt even notice.
โAlright, you can come outโ you said loud enough for him to hear and he stuck his face out, making you laugh. โHi baby boyโ
โOh finally, I was almost sleeping in the bathtubโ he made his way to the bed and laid with you, looking for a comfy position.
Once you were laying on your back with his body on top of yours, Mason rested his face on your shoulder. Your hands went directly to his hair and you scratched his scalp gently, smiling at his tired groan.
โIโll let you sleep without dinner โcause it was a tiring day at work, but you bet weโre having a reinforced breakfast tomorrowโ
โYes mommy, I got itโ he hummed in your ear.
Mason didnโt missed the way your body shuddered and clinged against you. You held your breath when he slipped his hand under the t-shirt, squeezing your waist.
You felt like your heart would stop when he started to play with your panties strap.
โI didnโt gave you a sleep shorts, did I?โ for a second you thought you were imagining the huskier tone of his voice.
โNo you didnโt, but I can put it on now if you give me oneโ
You bit your lower lip when his finger went under the strap, stroking your skin, but you stayed quiet. Itโs just your best friend, playing with the strap of your panties. It doesnโt mean anything.
โI can be dumb sometimes, but not that dumb, Y/Nโ
โHm?โ you thought you might have misheard him.
โNothingโ Mason chuckled. โSweet dreams sweetheartโ he whispered, kissing your collarbone.
โGood night, Maseโ
You stayed awake for half an hour, hearing his cute snoring and thinking about the way you felt when you saw that ring.
When you closed your eyes, all you could think was that this couldnโt be happening. You knew better than falling for your best friend.
โ
Sunday was lazy and cosy. Waking up with Masonโs arms wrapped around your waist always made you feel protected, and you missed this.
You called Ben and sent your location to him, so the three of you had breakfast in a super cute coffee, and Mason showed you both some places he liked in Manchester, taking pictures of you in his new town.
When it was time for you to go back to London, Mount turned into a big baby, pouting every time you looked at him.
Ben said he needed to go to the pharmacy before hitting the road, so he parked in front of Mason's hotel and left you both alone.
Mount helped you get in Chillyโs car and checked the seat belt, but wouldnโt get out of the car window for nothing.
โLet me know when you get homeโ he kissed your cheek, half of his body through the window, impeding you to close it.
โI can share my location with you if you want toโ you chuckled at his concern.
โYeah, do that. And tell Woody I said hiโ he kissed your cheek again, making you laugh.
โYes sir, anything else?โ
โHmmm, tell him I miss himโ he smiled, kissing your cheek one more time.
โJesus Mase, youโre so needyโ
โI donโt want you to goโ he cupped your face, whimpering. You closed your eyes, resting your face against his hand and smiling at his words.
โIโll be back soonโ you repeated what he said the other day, making him laugh.
โLiarโ
You giggled, pouting at him. โLove youโ
โI love you moreโ he kissed you again, dangerously close to your lips this time, which made you quickly open your eyes.
You stared at his eyes and foundโฆ something. They were shining, and when Mason licked his lips wet, you felt the urge to be a bit cockily brave before living.
โIf you want to do it then do it properlyโ you rolled your eyes playfully. You never said anything like that to him, but the fact that heโs in another city now seemed to make you brave enough. You wonโt need to face him if he dumps you.
But instead of laughing and saying goodbye, Mason leaned closer towards you.
โCan I?โ his big brown eyes were focused on your lips, and you felt a lump in your throat.
โWell, if you want toโ you tried to keep a playful tone but when he turned his eyes at you, Mason he had a serious look. โDo you?โ
He stared at your lips, running his tongue between his own and pulling his face closer to yours. You werenโt sure if he was really going to kiss you or if he was just joking along with you about it, so you stayed standing in place.
When he was close enough for you to feel his breath in your lips Mason looked you in the eyes, asking for permission. You didnโt believe in yourself to speak, so nodding was your only option.
You felt butterflies in your tummy, anxiety and anticipation mixed with insecurity.
Your best friend leaned to you, and you smiled at his shaky breath. Youโre not gonna lie, you imagined this happening a couple of times, but never thought that it was really possible.
โAre you nervous?โ you tried to hide your smile. Realising he was just as afraid as you was something different.
โArenโt you?โ he brushed his lips against yours. โThereโs any chance this could ruin what we have?โ
โOnly if youโre a bad kisserโ you teased him and Mason chuckled, enjoying the moment.
Deciding to dive right in, he finally closed the distance between you both. His soft lips slipped against yours and you couldnโt help but sink into him.
It was a soft kiss. Slowly, as if Mason was savouring you. No one ever kissed you like this.
When both of you ran out of air, Mason pulled away. Smirking at you, he gave your lips a peck and ran to his car without saying anything.
You giggled at his shy reaction and stayed there for a few minutes, waiting for your best friend to come back, all smiley and thinking about what you just did.
Chilwell didnโt missed the way your smile was taking your entire face, or your shining eyes and every single sigh you left out during the ride.
When he left you home and kissed your forehead, he also looked you deep in the eyes.
โBe careful, bugโ he stroked your chin, and you knew he knew that something was going on.
Maybe you were wrong. You donโt know better than falling for one of your best friends.
โ
You came back to London way too fast, and were already missing your boy again.
You both were always texting each other, talking about your day and trying to manage how hard it was to be away from your best friend.
And despite you never talked about the kiss, things were different, in a good way.
Heโd flirt with you like a teenager, making you giggle all the time, and even though the pet names were common in your friendship before, itโs the only way he calls you now.
You were so fucked up. Honestly.
Now itโs been two months since you saw him โ and kissed him. You feel like the kiss strengthened your bond, but at the same time you felt so insecure about it.
Now that heโs so far away and you canโt be with him as much as you like, in your head itโs so easy for him to be interested with any other girl.
You tried to make these thoughts disappear, since youโre going out with your best friend.
Ben picked you up for dinner. He texted you earlier and told you to wear something nice, because he had a surprise for you, so you obeyed.
You chose a black dress to style it with your new high heels from YSL, and Chilly whistled from the driver's seat.
โWeโre a bit late so Iโm not opening the door for you, sorry bugโ you rolled your eyes playfully, sitting in his passengerโs seat. โYou look really really beautiful. Buddyโs having a heart attack for sureโ
โWho?โ
โYouโll seeโ he smirked, making you snort.
It was a quick ride, and you and Ben sang along to his favourite songs all the way.
When you both got to the restaurant, he took you to the receptionist to talk about his reservations and you saw a back you know really well.
โIs that-โ you stuttered, and Ben looked at you in shock.
โDamn it Y/N, how could you tell from here?โ
โAre you kidding? Is it really him?โ
โYes, bug. Surprise?โ Chilwell smiled, shrugging.
You hugged him really, really tight. โThank you, Benji. I love youโ
โRight right, I know you do. Now go on, run to him like I know you want toโ he teased you. โIโll be there soonโ
You nodded, doing your best not to fall while you ran to Mason. Your heart was in your throat and the sight of him was making you weak.
When you were close enough, you covered his eyes with your hands.
โOhโ he sighed, making you laugh. โI wonder who it could be. Probably my boy Chillyโ
You took your hands away, looking him in the eyes. โHi Maseโ
โUhm, way better than Chillyโ
โOh for fucks sakeโ Ben complained, rolling his eyes.
They chose one of those tables next to the wall, with sofas instead of chairs, so you could sit between them both. Great anti-jealousy choice.
You enjoyed the night with your boys, eating your favourite pasta and a glass of wine.
Ben laughed when you heard one of the waitresses saying that you had two gorgeous men when they only wanted one, and Mason kissed your cheek.
โWhatโs that ugly face about?โ
โYou think Iโm ugly?โ you asked with a pout, trying to hold your laugh when his eyes widened.
โI never said thatโ
โOh, I think youโre in trouble Maseโ Ben chuckled, falling silent with your gaze. โShe heard the waitress talking about usโ he murmured.
โWhat a jealousy babyโ Mason kissed your chin, squeezing your tight under the table. โYou know Iโm your boyโฆ and Chilly is your boy tooโ he completed with a giggle after Benโs stare.
โIf anyone could hear you now, they would think we are a throupleโ
โLet them thinkโ you shrugged, taking a sip of your wine.
โSee? Sheโs proud of her boysโ Mason cocked his head to the side.
โYeah yeah, now which of you will order my dessertโ you asked, reading the menu.
โI was thinking about being your dessert, actuallyโ
โBehave, Masonโ Ben snorted, pinching his nose.
You laughed at them, covering your face with the menu, a nice way to also hide your burning cheeks since Mason squeezed your tight again, loving to see you laughing.
When you had your bitter chocolate brownie with vanilla ice cream, Ben drove you back home. You were in the back seat while Mase sat in the passenger sit, so none of them would feel unchosen.
Chilwell parked in front of your front porch line, and you thanked him, tapping Masonโs shoulder.
โWant to spend the night with me?โ You asked Mason and you didnโt need to ask twice as he quickly jumped out of Benโs car.
โYes mate donโt need to worry about me Iโll be fine on my ownโ Ben said dramatically, making you laugh. You went to the driver window, pecking his cheeks.
โWhereโs my smile?โ you asked him like he was a tiny kid, but it worked. Ben smiled at you, his eyes shutting. โGood night Benjiโ
โGood night, bugโ he blew you a kiss before turning his head to Masonโs direction, who had already walked around the car and was now beside you. โTake care of herโ
โI always doโ Mount smirked cockily, resting an arm around your shoulders.
Ben waited for both of you to be inside of your house, leaving with a honk.
Mason entered your house in silence, knowing you have a roommate, and made his way to your room since youโre not eating or watching anything this late.
โOh shitโ Mason groaned when you closed your roomโs door. โWe just completely forgot that all of my stuff are at Benโsโ
โYou can sleep in your boxersโ you shrugged. โI donโt mind it. Iโm sure thereโs one of your shirts here but I donโt feel like looking for itโ
Mason stared at the room floor for a minute, thinking about what you just said. You want him to sleep practically naked?
He shrugged to himself, taking off his clothes and staying only in his boxers. You were already in bed, using the hoodie he left with you months ago as a pyjama. It is big enough to cover your thighs, and you feel like youโre flowing inside it.
โItโs my hoodie?โ he looked at you and you nodded.
โItโs the one you left for me in July, guess itโs mine nowโ
โYeah, it isโ he smiled, tucking his head into your neck. โJesus you always smell so goodโ
You chuckled at his compliment, scratching his neck gently. It didnโt take long for his hand to reach your waist underneath the hoodie.
Just like the last time this happened, you held your breath when his fingers played with your panties strap.
He thought you were using pyjamas shorts. He really did, but thereโs no way heโs taking his hand out now.
Mason tried not to imagine how'd it be to take it off from you. He tried really hard not to imagine howโd it be to make you moan his name.
You are his best friend and even though you always accepted his touches and cuddles and you both kissed last time you saw him, doesnโt mean he has any real chances.
But the way you were jealous of him that nightโฆ and you travelled all the way to Manchesterโฆ and that kiss was something elseโฆ
You left a shaky breath when he tightened his grip on you, and kept telling yourself that heโs tired, slightly drunk and his fingers just found the way to your waist naturally, that heโs not even totally awake. Well, at least you think he had a drink at the restaurant.
Mason was well awake, actually, and he did his best to keep the other part of him sleeping, but he couldnโt stop himself from picturing you only in his hoodie, your tights so accessible to him.
He sucked in a breath and you could feel the tension on his shoulders. You could also feel his boner when he tried to move his hips away, and your mind went blank.
He never had an erection when you guys slept together, in all these years. You didnโt know what to think or how to feel, and you were filled with a lot of conflicted emotions.
Mason was hard-on for you and this fed your pride. He thinks youโre pretty? Hot? He enjoyed that kiss the other day? Heโs been thinking about it like you did?
Just in that moment you realised how bad you wanted him to want you.
When he left a small groan, you ran your hand through his hair.
โEverything is alright, Mase?โ you asked gently.
โUhm?โ
โIs everything alright?โ
โNo, is notโ he sighed. โIโm sorryโ
You waited, feeling your expectations die, but still smiled at him.
โThatโs alright babe, youโre a man attracted to women and Iโm a woman and we are in the same bed and things like that can happenโ you reassured him.
โJesus, donโt call me babe in a moment like thatโ Mason groaned, making you laugh. โIโm sorry I made you uncomfortableโ
โYou didnโt. It can happen all the time, Mase. I was surprised it never happened beforeโ
โThis means that- Chillyโฆ ?โ he stuttered, raising his face to look at you.
โOh, noโ you laughed out loud. โYou are the physical one, me and Chilly almost never cuddleโ
โGoodโ he smiled, relieved.
โGood?โ
โYeah, good. I wouldnโt live much longer knowing heโs cuddling with you while Iโm far away, thatโs unfairโ
There it was again, the reason for your doubts. In what should you believe, for fucking sake?
Is not normal for a best friend to be that territorial and jealous. At least you wished itโs not.
โYou donโt need to be jealous of Ben. Heโs just Benโ you kept scratching his scalp. โWanna go to the bathroom?โ
โNot reallyโ he tucked his head into your neck and you could feel the warmth of his burning cheeks.
โYou donโt need to be ashamed, Mase. I told you itโs normal and I do understand that you have no control over itโ
โI shouldnโt want this to happenโ he murmured, so sleepy that you could barely hear him.
โHm? Sorry, I couldnโt hear you Maseโ
โI got hard cause I was thinking about itโ he whispered against your neck. โI shouldnโt want this to happen, right?โ
โYou shouldnโt want this because itโs me?โ you asked softly, trying to understand what he wanted, how he felt about you.
โYouโre my best friend, Y/N. Probably my favourite person in the world. I donโt want to fuck up our friendshipโ he squeezed your waist, inhaling your scent. โBut God, I want to fuck you so badโ
You felt goosebumps all over your body and you were sure your panties would probably be ruined by now. This man will be the death of you.
But you think he drank tonight, you remembered yourself, just trying to keep your feet on the ground.
โYouโre probably just drunk and horny, Mase. Youโd feel like this with any girl laying in your bedโ
โI didnโt even drink tonight, Y/Nโ he snorted, feeling rejected. โBut nice way to dump meโ
โBelieve me, Iโm not dumping you. I just thought you had a drinkโ you emphasised.
โUhm, keep goingโ he ran his nose through your neck, lazy.
โYouโre my favourite person too and I donโt want to screw things upโ you admitted, and the way he pulled back to look at you with hopeful eyes made your entire body shiver.
โBut you also feel it?โ
โYes baby, I doโ you decided to be honest, even though you couldnโt know how honest he was being. โNow go to sleep, ok?โ
โI donโt want to sleepโ Mason kissed your neck.
You tried to take a deep breath, feeling your own body betray you. Mason didnโt missed the way your tights parted under him, which made him smile.
โMase, you were supposed to be recovering. You really need to sleep now babeโ
โCall me babe one more time and Iโll cum in my boxerโ he breathed and you closed your eyes, fighting the urge to help him. โY/Nโฆโ Mason whispered.
โWe canโt, Maseโ you whimpered, feeling insecure. You would have him and then what? He would go back to Manchester where he could find a lot of more attractive girls and you would stay in London.
โWhy notโ he pouted, nothing like the grown man asking you to have sex with him.
โI canโt risk the chance of you waking up and regretting thisโ
โI wonโtโ
โSo thereโs no rush if youโll still want this other dayโ you tried to postpone this conversation, but he was desperate to take his chance, to create an ever stronger bond with you.
Mason doesn't know when you will see him again, so he canโt let this slip through his fingers.
โYou want this?โ he murmured, looking for your gaze, and you tried to ignore his eyes.
โJesus Mase, why wonโt you just sleep?โ you sighed. This man is a tough one to deal with, and as soon he realised you did want him, you lost the war.
โAnswer meโ Mason kissed your chin, getting in between your legs. โSay you donโt and Iโll stopโ
When he pressed his cock against your core, you losted it.
โFuck, yes. I do. I want you so bad that Iโm soakingโ you spat the words. Lying to him now would be pointless.
Mason didnโt respond, giving your neck wet kisses instead, and you could feel his smile against your skin. He was desperate for you, and you could tell by his grip in your waist.
โIf you want me then you got meโ Mason whispered, moving his hand and caressing your core through your panties. โBe a good girl, uh?โ
You nodded, feeling nervous. Your best friend was about to touch you like friends donโt usually do and you have no idea how to deal with that.
โFuck, youโre really soakingโ Mason groaned when his fingers touched you under the fabric, feeling how wet you were.
He slid them through your folds, trying to be quiet.
โNo one can hear youโ you whispered softly when you realised his effort to stay shut. โMy roommate went for her boyfriends houseโ
โGoodโ he smiled, reaching your lips to a soft kiss. โI can make you scream thenโ
Your mouth went dry. You know Masonโs sassy and cocky side, and you love it, but you never thought youโd experienced it that way.
He rubbed your clit, gently massaging it, kissing your chin when you started to ask for more.
You couldnโt even think straight when Mason started thrusting two of his fingers in and out of you, always so gentle. You didnโt know if you wanted him to fuck you harder or to savour you like he was doing, so you just called his name, losing your mind.
โYouโre feeling good?โ he asked you, curling his fingers inside of you. The sight of your eyes shut and your parted lips made him want to scream. You nodded at him, scratching his neck. โAnd whoโs making you feel good, princess?โ
Mason smiled as he watched you roll your head back against the pillow. โYou are, Maseโ
He bit his lower lip in concentration, focused on getting you ready for him. When he couldnโt take it anymore, his dick twitching in his boxers at every soft moan of yours, he removed his fingers, smirking when you cried at the emptiness feeling.
Licking his fingers clean while looking you straight in the eyes, which made you even wetter, Mason pulled away just enough so he could take off his underwear, releasing his dick with a sigh.
Back between your legs, Mason moved your panties to the side, almost tearing them. He lined himself up with your entrance and leaned over you, teasing your hole and stimulating your clit with his tip.
He groaned when you scratched his torso, wrapping your legs around his waist. โDonโt tease baby, or there will be consequencesโ you hooked your fingers under his chin.
โSorryโ he smiled shyly, thrusting his hips forward to push himself inside. This somehow fed your pride with the thought of your boy submissive to you, but you had no time to think about it as Mason obeyed you, penetrating you slowly.
โJesus Mase, youโre so bigโ you whimpered, feeling like you were almost tearing apart, your compliment feeding his ego.
When he was completely inside of you, Mason waited so you could get used to his size.
He started to move when you kissed his neck, trying his best to go slowly, but your soft whines in each thrust was making him crazy.
And he was good. So good. The pressure was perfect and the way he went to the bottom every single time made you wanna scream.
You had no words, only murmuring nonsense stuff and moaning his name. When his thrusts became faster and even more pleasurable, you lost your mind.
โMase-โ you choked out his name as you could feel his cock stretching you out, your walls clenching around him. โJust like that, babe-โ
โFuck, donโt call me like thatโ he whimpered. โI mean- please call me like that but not when Iโm trying to last longerโ Mason took a deep breath, trying not to cum with the feeling of you pulsating around him.
โBut I donโt want you to lastโ you whispered, looking nothing like the girl from a few minutes ago who was scared of fucking with his best friend. โI want you to cum inside of me right nowโ
โJesus, youโll kill meโ Mason groaned and you could feel him twitching inside of you, but he shook his head, thrusting his hips against you with renewed energy. โYou first, princessโ
You called out his name when the tip of his dick touched you in the right place, and Mason whined when you clenched around him.
โFuck, youโre so tight. So hot damn tightโ he cried out, suffering to hold his own orgasm.
He quickly took the tip of his thumb to rub your swollen clit, and you watched how his cock was disappearing in your pussy before you dropped your head back on the pillow, enjoying how good Mason is at it.
It was hot and messy and his thrusts were getting sloppier every second. You could feel your heart, tummy and cunt burning all at once and you knew you were close.
โI'm so close Maseโ you whined, moaning loudly when he pinched your clit. โFuck Iโm gonna-โ
โLet go for me, Y/N. You take me so good baby. It feels so good to be inside youโ he whispered dirty words in your ear, coaxing you.
Your orgasm hits you with full strength.
Mason placed his forehead against your, stroking your waist and guiding you through it, his cock pulsating as he released his own orgasm inside you.
You both stayed silent for a moment, tired. After a few minutes, he kissed your lips and got up, looking for wet wipes in your bathroom.
Coming back with them, Mason cleaned you up gently, knowing youโd be too sensitive.
After tossing the wipes in the bin, he laid beside you, his arm in your waist and one of his legs over your body.
โYouโre good?โ he murmured in your ear, kissing your temple.
โMm-hmmโ you hummed. โIt was good for you?โ
โIf it was good? Fuck, you drained meโ he whispered, strengthless. โYes baby, I loved to fuck you in my hoodie. Felt specialโ
โYouโre so territorialโ you chuckles, stroking his chin.
โShouldnโt I? People are territorial over what belongs to them. So Iโm territorial over youโ he mumbled, and you knew he was falling asleep. โCause youโre mine. Mine, mine and only mine. You and your cuddles and your stories and now your pussy is also mineโ
You burst into laughs, his face moving with your chest.
โGood night baby boyโ you kissed his forehead, smiling at his rose nose and cheeks.
โSweet dreams, my princessโ he leaned against you, trying to be as close to you as was humanly possible.
Before you fell asleep, your last thought was that It would break your heart to see him leave the next morning.
โ
You and Chilly were out for lunch. After a rough week, he just needed to chat a little and you were always happy to hear him.
A venting session later, Ben squeezed your tight.
โAnd what about you? How you feeling, bug?โ he tucked your hair behind your ear.
โNot quite sure, Benji. I miss himโ you sighed. โBut if I go, then Iโll miss you. And everything I have hereโ
โIt must be hard feeling that wayโ he stroked your shoulder, pulling you closer to him.
โYepโฆ and uhm, I need to tell you somethingโ you pinched your nose.
Ben didnโt even hesitated. โYou had sex with himโ
โBenjamin?!โ you gasped.
โWhat?โ
โHe told you?โ you were surprised that Ben knew it. Since that happened, Mason agreed not to tell your friend.
โSo you HAD sex with him?โ he laughed out loud. โOh my- I knew itโ
โSo I just confirmed to youโฆ greatโ
โReally? No one was going to tell me?โ
โSorry, I wasnโt sure about it. Like, I was always sure about him, but not about what we wereโ
โOh yeah, youโre definitely something. Heโs so in love with you, makes me sick of my stomachโ
โHeโs what?โ you paralysed. โHe told you that?โ
โNo but itโs obvious?!โ
โOh Chilly, c'mon. You scared me for a secโ
โWhy? You wouldnโt want this to be true?โ he took a sip of his soda, understanding your silence. โOh shit, is the oppositeโ
You shrugged, not really wanting to confirm it.
โWhateverโ
โI mean it, Y/N. I know he feels itโ
โYou canโt be sure if he never told you thisโ
โBut heโs my best friend, I know him. And I know both of you. Heโs been on you since his first Senior England gameโ
โFine, even if this is the truth thereโs nothing I can do if he never tells meโ
โMaybe you should tell him how you feelโ
โWe were both very clear about how we donโt want to ruin our friendshipโ
โAnd then he fucked you. Nice way to not ruin a friendshipโ
โWeโre good Benji, no friendships ruinedโ
โIโve seen this film before, Y/N. You two should talkโ
โFine, Iโll try. I just didnโt felt comfortable bringing the subject in a week like this, you know that beating City at Old Trafford was a really big goal for himโ
โYou have a point, it was a stressful week for himโ Ben nodded, finishing his food and trying to decide which dessert he would pick today.
When you finish yours too you reach out for your phone since youโre used to forget it exists every time youโre with Ben or Mason.
You held your breath when you entered Twitter and saw Masonโs name trending.
According to the videos, Mason was at a club last night and even though heโs a grown man and can do whatever he wants, you felt your stomach churn.
He was beautiful as ever, looking a bit tipsy and his hair was a mess in one of the photos.
A specific one made your heart ache.
Mason was holding a girl on his lap. His face was resting on her shoulder, practically laying on her boobs.
Your eyes burned with unshed tears, and Ben looked at you concerned.
โWhat happened, bug? Youโre feeling alright? Somethingโs hurting?โ he sounded alarmed, and you felt a bit of comfort in his concern.
You didnโt trust yourself to speak, feeling your chest hurt, so you nodded at his question.
โWhat is it? You canโt breathe?โ Ben stroked your back, worried. When you put your phone on the table and covered your face with your hands, he had a look at the screen. โFuck, Iโll kill himโ
You shook your head, ugly crying in your hands. Ben kissed your temple, never stopping the comforting stroke in your back and whispering that everything would be okay.
When your sobs became too loud he asked for the bill, paying before picking you up and taking you to his car. You didnโt say a word, accepting being taken care of.
At his house, he sent you to a hot shower. You hugged him tightly before locking his bathroom door and getting under the water.
It was a relieving shower. You cried a lot, and when you felt that there weren't any more tears you let your shoulders relax.
Leaving the bathroom, you found out that Ben had left one of his oversized t-shirts and a new boxer in his bed.
Wearing it and wrapping the towel around your hair, you left his room to find him in the kitchen.
โHey bug, youโre feeling better?โ
โThank you Benjiโ you pouted, and he left the stove to get to you.
โYou donโt need to thank me. You know Iโd do anything for you, Y/N, youโre my little sisterโ he hugged you, and you tucked your face in his neck. โI love you, and Iโm sorry he hurt you. Heโll have to deal with me about this oneโ
โI love you Chilly, but you donโt need to fight with your best mate because of itโ you sighed, letting him go back to the boiling water. โWeโre not dating, we just had sex. Maybe I went too far, itโs not his faultโ
Ben shook his head, but concentrated on making you both a cup of tea.
Your best friend took care of you, and you both spent the rest of the day cuddling and watching movies.
Ben wasnโt the best with physical touch, but he knew you needed it so he tried his best, and this made your heart pound with gratitude.
You ignored Mason the whole day. You know heโs an adult and can do whatever he wants to, and a few weeks ago those videos wouldnโt bother you as you want him to be happy, and he seems happy, but after the last time you saw him you thoughtโฆ that maybe he could be happy with you.
When the third movie ended, you yawned and turned to face Ben.
โItโs really late Benji, I should go homeโ
โYou can spend the night here, I have training tomorrow but thatโs not a problemโ
โAre you sure?โ
โFuck off bug, youโre my best friend. Of course Iโm sureโ he ruffled your hair. โDo you want to sleep with me or do you need time alone?โ
โAs long as you donโt kick me out of bed in the middle of the nightโฆโ
โHey, I already apologised for that nightโ Ben gave you the middle finger, turning off the tv, and you followed him upstairs.
โI need to tell you somethingโ Ben sighed, rubbing his face. โI think I might know what happened, but I donโt want you to feel like Iโm defending him โ Iโm notโ
โUhm, ok?โ you looked at him, suspicious.
โFriday, after our gameโฆ I went to the club with some of the boys, we had a lot of drinksโ he started, feeling ashamed. โAnd we played truth or dare. Iโm sorry, bug. One of the guys thought it was a good idea to dare Enzo to send Mason a message about youโ
โWhat kind of message?โ
โThat you spent a night with him or something like that. They all know how close both of you are and they were sure this would make Mason lost his shit cause apparently heโs the only one that still doesnโt know how fucking in love he isโ Ben said it all in just one breath. โBut this is not an excuse, he shouldโve asked you instead of believing Enzo. I just think that he felt threatened, insecure that you saw another man even after what you guys hadโ
โJeez Ben, this is fucked up uh? Itโs not a cool thing to do. But yeah, he shouldโve asked me before fucking other girlโ
โYouโre angry or jealous?โ
โIโm angry. And jealous. He slept with her thinking I slept with another man and now even though heโll find out I didnโt, he didโ you pouted. โHeโs dirty with another womanโs pussy Ben I donโt want him anymoreโ
Your sincerity made Chilwell burst into laughter. โOh bug, Iโm sorry. Youโre just too funnyโ
โI mean it though, sheโs all over his skinโ
โIโm sorry youโre passing through this, bug. He can be so dumb sometimesโ You shrugged, and Benโs phone started to ring. โSpeaking of the devilโ
โThe Red Devilโ you joked, turning to the other side so he could text his best friend. Ben stayed silent for a few minutes, but you could feel he was angry by the way he was typing.
You sighed when he locked his phone, imagining what they talked about, but forced yourself to forget these thoughts when Ben tucked his head in your neck.
โGood night, bugโ
โGood night, Benjiโ
โ
Monday morning, Benโs doorbell rang like crazy, waking you up. You looked at your phone to check the hour, discovering it was only half past eight.
A lot of messages from Mason caught your attention, and you read them quickly, feeling your stomach twisting.
The doorbell rang again, and you snorted. Chilwell left early for training, so whoever might be wouldnโt find him home, but you thought it would be nice of you to let them know this instead of just letting them wait forever.
You ran down the stairs in his t-shirt, rubbing your sleepy eyes and still yawning. It wasnโt the best night of sleep you ever had, to be honest.
The last thing you were expecting was to see Mason standing in front of the door, ready to start knocking.
You tried to close the door in his face, but he was quick to stop your action, using his foot to keep it open.
โWe need to talkโ his voice was grumpy, and he looked so cosy in his hoodie. You tried your best to not jump on him, still feeling sad about yesterday.
โI donโt really wanna talk with youโ
โBut we need to. Youโre using Benโs t-shirt?โ he frowned, forcing his weight against the door until you gave up.
โI didnโt think I was staying so I didnโt bring anythingโ you shrugged, and he forced himself to swallow the jealousy lump in his throat.
โY/Nโฆโ Mason tried to hold you, but you took a step back.
โDonโt. Iโm still pissedโ you snorted, closing Benโs door and walking to the living room. โHow do you even knew I was here? Iโll beat Benโs assโ
โI went to your place and you weren't there, so it was a logical thought. He didnโt needed to tell me anything. He refuses to talk to me at allโ
Your heart melted a little bit, but even though what happened seems a small thing now, you cried a lot since you saw that video, and despite Benโs explanation before bed you werenโt letting Mason get away with this one so easily.
You sat on the sofa, and he tried to sit next to you. You shuffled to the side, putting a little distance between you, but Mason followed your movement.
When you reached the arm of the sofa and ran out of space, he smiled at you. The pair of you stayed silent until Mason reached out for your hand.
โIโm sorry sweetheartโ Mason said softly and it was enough to make you cry again.
โItโs not like weโre something, right? Iโm just being dramaticโ you shrugged one more time.
You werenโt his girlfriend, you both never talked about your feelings, he had a night out and now youโre acting like this is the end of the world. Maybe you should see a therapist.
โNo, weโre notโ he sighed, your words hurting him a little bit. โBut Iโve always wanted us to beโ
You gave Mason a side eye, trying not to cry any more. You wished you could still be mad at him, but if youโre being honest with yourself, just the fact that he was in London on a Monday so he could explain himself to you already made your anger disappear.
โYou donโt need to lie to me, Mase. We can still be best friends like nothing happenedโ you tried to smile like the idea wasnโt tearing you apart.
โI donโt want to be your best friendโ Mason snapped, but he quickly recomposed himself. โFuck, I donโt. Ben is your best friend, ok? Heโs your big brother, whatever. Iโm your boy, Y/Nโ he said desperately, giving your thigh a squeeze. His words sounded like they could kill you. โLook at me babyโ
When you did, Mason stared into your eyes. You instantly felt the need to cry, and werenโt able to hold the tears when he started stroking your chin.
Unable to wait any longer, he brought you to his lap, his hands going straight under Ben's t-shirt, to your waist.
โItโs not your fault, or mine. We shouldโve talked about how we feltโ you placed your hands on his neck. โCanโt blame you for sleeping with other girlโ
โI havenโt. Youโre the only one I had sex with the last four monthsโ he chewed his lower lip. โI went to the club so Rashy could record me because I knew youโd see it and then youโd feel what I felt when Enzo texted meโ
โYou donโt need to explain yourself to meโ you shook your head, but you felt good knowing that he hasnโt slept with anyone else since he had you. Heโs still your untouched boy.
โI do need to. It was childish, dumb and I hurt you without even knowing the real story. The thought of you with him made me blind. I just kept thinking about you touching him like you touched meโ he said shyly, avoiding your gaze. โKissing him like we kissed. Riding him like you did to meโ
You took his hair out of his face and stroked his chin. Shy Mason has ever been your favourite version of him, because youโre the only one to see him like this.
โBut that wasnโt the worst partโ he pouted unconsciously. โI just realised that once you both enjoyed it, he could take you on dates. And ask you to be his girlfriend. See you every week like I used to and even ask you to live with him. He could do everything I wanted toโ
His lower lip quivered and the fragility made you smile.
โI havenโt even met Enzo in person, baby boy. You could just talked to me and Iโd told you thisโ
โChilly told me it was a truth or dare game and they chose me as the target cause it was always obvious how much I like youโ he left out a shaky breath. โBut I had already messed up when I found out the truth. I was so dumb, and now youโre mad at meโ
โOf course Iโm mad at you. Another girl was messing around with what is mineโ you felt a boost of confidence knowing he wants you both to be more than best friends.
โIโm sorry babeโ he pouted, and your entire body shivered.
โBeing sorry isnโt enoughโ you ran your thumb through his lower lip, quivering when he kissed your finger.
โWhat can I do to make it up to you?โ Mason smiled at the feeling of your thighs squeezing around him.
โMaybe if you were so afraid that Enzo could make a move, you should do it before we have the chance to accidentally metโ you teased, watching your boyโs eyes go darker.
โCan we not say his name anymore?โ Mason rolled his eyes, still stroking your skin.
โDoes it stress you out?โ you raised an eyebrow at him. โAnd you havenโt thought for a second that if you didnโt like the way you felt about him then I wouldnโt like the way Iโm feeling about that girl right now?โ
โIโm sorryโ Mason whimpered, tightening his grip on your waist.
โNot enough. Not after making me think someone was touching my man. After making me think you were intimate with her or were looking at her the way you look at meโ
โYour man?โ Mason smirked, stopping when he saw your serious face. โIโll never look at anyone the way I look at you. And your name is the only one I like to callโ
โIt wonโt be that easy for you, Mr. Good With Wordsโ you poked his chest, trying not to smile when he held your hand and kissed it.
โFine, not words then. Letโs have dinner next week, Iโll come after my gameโ he smiled, pecking your neck.
You tried to hide your own smile again, but Mason tickled your waist and you failed.
โAlrightโ you giggled. โBut I can go to Manchester. Youโll be tiredโ
โI donโt think so, Iโm the one who needs to prove you somethingโ he kissed your neck, and you closed your eyes, enjoying his touch before pulling out of his lap.
His confused eyes made you laugh, even harder when he pouted like a child.
โYou didn't think it would be that easy, right? No kisses before my dinnerโ you shrugged.
โY/Nโ he whimpered. โItโs like we're starting from scratch?โ
โYesโ
Mason sighed, getting up and walking towards you. โGive me a last one, thenโ
You got closer to him, slowly. Mason licked his lips wet in anticipation, his hands ready to hold you, when you gave his cheek a peck and ran upstairs.
โDon't forget to close Chillyโs doorโ you screamed, making him laugh.
โI love you too, sweetheartโ he shook his head, just happy that he got another chance.
Once in Benโs roomโs safety, you texted your best friend since he loves to be updated about your life like is a reality show.
โ
Masonโs game Saturday afternoon was fantastic, and he even gave Rashy an assist. This would mean Ben was the moody of the moodiest, but he told you heโd be fine, not wanting to mess up with your weekend. You wrote a mental note to spend an entire afternoon with him.
When Mount left the locker room and the boys invited him, he shook his head, smiling.
โWhatโs about that smile?โ Sancho raised an eyebrow.
โIt seems like someone visited heavenโ Martinez smirked, crossing his arms whilst everyone waited for Masonโs response.
Luke laughed, wearing his hoodie and walking towards Mount. โI know that lookโ he tapped Masonโs shoulder. โItโs Y/N, right?โ
โOh, so the video worked?โ Marcus clapped his hands.
โNot exactly, but weโre good now. Iโm taking her to dinnerโ
โThatโs my big boyโ Sancho jumped on his shoulders.
โHeโs actually her big boy, broโ Onana giggled, messing up Mason's hair. โHappy for you, Mount. You found yourself in United, finally have your house and now you have your girl tooโ
โThe start of the season in a new team can be really tough, but youโre going through it Mase. Youโll see, from now on itโll only get betterโ Rashford completed, hugging Masonโs head. โWeโre happy for you, brotherโ
He is happy for himself too. No self pity anymore. Heโs going to show the world why he deserves his trophies, his fame and his girl.
With that in mind, he knocked at your door hours later, his shaky legs annoying him and your favourite flowers on his hand.
Ben told him your hotel and even gave his name to the receptionist. He felt like heโll always be in debt with his friend.
Mason ran out of breath with the sight of you. Your red dress was pressing your body in all the right places, ending four fingers above your knees, and your smile was so bright. Your make up was her favourite make up style, a natural one, and your red lipstick matched the colour of your dress. Your white high heels
โHi babyโ he smiled at you, giving you the flowers. โTo youโ
โMase! You didnโt need toโ you pouted, running inside so you could put them in a vase. He was still smiling when you came back.
โYouโre beautifulโ
โYouโre beautiful too baby boyโ you had a look at him. Mason was wearing a white shirt, black pants and his favourite white Nike sneakers. He smiled proudly when you licked your lips wet looking at him.
When he took you to his car, you were a bit confused.
โWhat happened to your Rover?โ
โWashing dayโ he shrugged, opening his Porscheโs door for you. โDo you like this one?โ
You nodded, not trusting yourself to speak. Everything about tonight seemed so dazzling.
When he sat behind the wheel, you felt your legs shake a bit and you couldn't contain your gasp. โJesus, this is hotโ
โUhm?โ Mason looked at you, grinning as he started the car. โYou said something, babe?โ
You chewed your lower lip, knowing damn well he heard you. Mount laughed at your silence, driving to the restaurant he picked.
It wasnโt a long drive, but you spent the entire time staring at his hands. How they pressed the wheel, how he smiled every time he hit the accelerator. How he smirked when his eyes met yours.
So cocky and feeling himself.
And you like to see him like this.
When he parked in front of your favourite restaurant, you pouted at him. Of course it was the Manchester franchise, but his concern with choosing somewhere you would like in his town made you happy.
โDonโtโ he closed his eyes, smirking. โI donโt want to ruin your lipstick yetโ
You rolled your eyes, and couldnโt help yourself but feel giddy. โWho said youโre ruining my lipstick tonight?โ
โI saidโ he opened his door, running to get to yours before you could open it by yourself. You always felt good around Mason, but being his best friend and being his girl were two different things.
And nothing in this world ever felt as good as being his girl.
You never thought youโd have a dinner date with Mason, but you had. And it was unreal. Everything about the restaurant was so cosy, and the way he looked at you the whole nightโฆ
โYouโre sure thereโs no problem if someone sees us here?โ
โYou need to relax, love. Itโs just me, uh? Not Mason Mount, just your Masonโ
โI donโt want you to get in troubleโ
โI wonโt. Now, white wine and cheesy pasta?โ he smiled, and you nodded fervently. You both talked about howโs been settling down in Manchester, his first Manchester Derby and your visits to Stamford, avoiding talking about Enzo and Masonโs partying night.
He also asked about your work, your family, Ben and Nathan. You asked about his new teammates and if theyโre already friends, Mason smiled at every answer and question, and you were so happy your belly hurts from laughing.
When you were finished with your food, Mase ordered a chocolate dessert, knowing how much you love sweets after a meal.
โClose your eyes for me, princess. I want you to guess what I orderedโ he smiled, and you obeyed immediately.
โIt has strawberries?โ
โHm, noโ
โMango? Grapes?โ
โWow, youโre a fruity woman. But noโ you could hear his giggles.
โItโs dark chocolate?โ
โYes baby, your favouriteโ
โOh, oh!! Petit gateau with the 60% cocoa ganache and cocoa powder sprinkledโ you opened your eyes, looking at him instead of the table. โDid I get it?โ
Mase had the most beautiful smile, his eyes shut. When he didnโt answer you, you looked at the table just to find the dessert you described โ and a ring.
โWhat- what is this?โ
โI promiseโ Mason started, and you felt your eyes watering. โThat Iโll love you just as much as you love bitter chocolate. I do alreadyโ he giggled, and you felt like your heart was about to stop.
โBabyโฆโ
โI think you should be my girl, Y/Nโ
โIโm your girlโ you murmured, feeling your heart pounding with love.
โAlright, I think you should be my girlfriend then. The last week just proved that we want each other and not being sincere about our feelings will only leave space for us to get hurt. I donโt want us to get hurtโ
You walked towards him sitting in his lap not really caring if other people would comment about it.
โMe neither, sweet boy. But we live in different cities-โ
โWeโll manage this. We can make it work. Itโs what weโve been doing since I left, babe. But now Iโll be even more anxious to see you cause I know Iโll be able to kiss youโ he chuckled, kissing your chin before brushing his lips in your ear. โAnd touch you in a way is reserved to meโ
โPut it on my ringโ you whispered to him, trying to focus. He bit his lower lip in concentration, taking the tiny box and admiring his choice, a shining silver with a red jewel.
โI was going to buy a blue one, butโฆโ
โRed is your colour now. It fits you, and it fits me. Thatโs allโ you reassured him, stroking his chin with one hand while he held the other, sliding the ring through your ring finger.
You cupped his face when he finished, kissing his cheeks, nose and lips. It felt pretty good to see your lipstick marks all over him.
โWant your dessert now?โ he smiled sheepishly and you nodded, choosing to stay in his lap while you ate your petit gateau.
It was really yummy and you felt happiness spreading over you, realising how much he knows you for asking something you would like that much.
โYou shouldnโt press yourself against my cock like that, you know?โ Mason suddenly murmured, scaring you. โIt would be really embarrassing for me to cum that fastโ
You choked a bit, pushing the plate away. โIโm doneโ
โAlready?โ he giggled when you nodded, looking at him with pleading eyes.
He asked for the bill and paid for it before getting up with you and guiding you by your waist. When both of you got to his car, he opened your door and kissed your cheek, making you all giddy.
While he walked around the car and entered, you texted Ben.
Already locking his seatbelt Mase smirked at your giggles, imagining who you were speaking with.
Mason didnโt even ask where you wanted to go, driving his home with just one hand while the other squeezed your thigh.
It was intimate and his hand was warm and you couldnโt stop yourself from thinking how hot he looked while driving that way.
When he parked in his garage, you instantly felt nervous. It was your first time at his new house, and he could sense your tension.
โItโs just like when you used to come to my house in Londonโ he hugged you from behind. โBut weโre not in London anymoreโ
โAnd weโre not best friends anymoreโ you completed.
โNo. Weโre even better nowโ he kissed your neck, taking your hand and guiding you inside.
It was a big house, but comfortable at the same time. Mason was still decorating, but already seemed like his place.
It was late already, so he took you straight upstairs.
โHereโs my room, and my bathroom is right there. You can take off your makeup, I brought your makeup remover and a lot of cotton padsโ
โIโll need a t-shirtโ you pouted, realising how much you two look like big babies pouting all the time. โAnd a boxer, itโs more comfortableโ
โYas maโam. But firstโ he held your waist, pushing you against him. His other hand went to your neck, his fingers getting into your hair.
Mason leaned towards you, brushing your nose with his and pecking your lips before giving you a real kiss. His tongue sliding into your mouth the second you gave him permission.
He groaned when your nails scratched his scalp and you whined in his mouth, trying to get closer to him. Masonโs hands slid through your body, and he squeezed your bum, making your grip on him tighter.
โI told youโ he said once you both broke apart looking for air, running his finger through your lower lip. โDeliciously ruinedโ
You pecked his lips one more time, feeling your legs a bit shaky.
โI love youโ
โI love you so much moreโ he kissed your neck. โNow go get ready for bed, please. I donโt have strength enough to do what I want to do with you right nowโ
You chuckled, also feeling too tired for anything. It was a perfect night and you just wanted to finish it laying with your boyfriend, cuddling all night.
After taking off your makeup, you came back to Maseโs room and found him with the most beautiful sleepy face, holding his clothes for you. You quickly changed, letting him look at your body for a few seconds before wearing his t-shirt and boxer.
โShit, you look so hot. And so cosy. I donโt know if I want to fuck you or cuddle youโ
โWell the only thing youโre able to do right now is cuddlingโ you giggled, and Mason hit your ass.
He tucked you in bed, and you sighed in content. It was always so good to cuddle with him, feeling his body touching yours.
You knew both of you were horny and desperate for each other, but at the same time you were drained with the dayโs surprises, and your boy had just won a game earlier. More than that, you were just happy. That you were in his arms, that he is totally yours now, that he loves you.
Happy that youโre able to sleep with his body that close to yours.
โ
Itโs been two months since Mason asked you to be his girlfriend and you said yes. You both were able to manage the distance, but you were broken to be that far away from him.
When you asked Chilly to meet you that Thursday night, you really thought it wouldnโt be that hard. That you would have time to talk to him before telling the news.
But just like Mason, your best friend knows you, and his soft eyes shined with unshed tears before you even opened your mouth.
You hugged him, instantly tucking your face on his neck.
โIโm movingโ you tried to tell him yourself, even though he already saw this on your face. โIโll go to Manchester, Chillyโ
He kissed the top of your head, hugging you tightly. โIโll miss you, a lot, but Iโm happy you made the decision. He was making me crazy with all the texts about missing youโ
โI wish I could stay- reallyโ you tried to explain, tightening your grip on hip, but Chilly shook his head.
โIโm missing my best friend, yes. But you?โ Ben shrugged. โYouโre missing the entire other half of you. I understand why you need to go. Iโm happy youโre going, actually. Happy for you, and for my boy thatโll now feel completeโ
โIโll miss you so much, Benjiโ you pulled back to look at him with big sad eyes.
โBut youโll be happier there. And this is enough for me. Just promise me weโll text everyday and youโll visit me on my important gamesโ
You nodded, squeezing his waist. โIโll visit all the time. And you can always visit too, you knowโ you stared at him. โI love you. I love both of you so much it hurtsโ
โWe love you more, you knowโ Ben chuckled, kissing your forehead.
You were happy with your best friend's support, and after a nice lunch with him you texted your boy.
You laughed at him, so silly.
When you had all your most important things in your car hours later, you FaceTimed Mason.
โHi my sweetie cutie pieโ he answered immediately.
โHi big boyโ you smiled at him, locking your old small and pretty house, that was already on sale.
โBig, uh?โ a different voice came from his phone, and you felt the blood rushing into your cheeks when Rashford appeared through your screen. โHi cutie pieโ he mocked Mason.
โHi Rashy. Boys night out?โ
โNot actually, is just me, Mase and Sanchโ
โYouโre coming?โ Mason appeared again, and Marcus snorted.
โIโm leaving now, but itโs a long drive, you can stay with themโ you assured him, entering your car.
โWish I could pick you upโ he pouted. โBe careful loveโ
โJoin us when you arrive, baby girlโ Marcus mocked again, and Mason fulmed him with his eyes.
โDonโt call her like thatโ your jealous boy complained.
โOhhhhโ you could hear Sanchoโs voice. โHeโs right Rashy, you canโt call your buddyโs girl like that even if itโs ironicโ
โSorry, sorry. Just tell her to join usโ
โYou want to come, babe?โ he looked at you with his big brown eyes and you nodded.
โThis phrase went weird broโ Sancho murmured, causing Marcus to break into laughter.
โJesus, I canโt with you twoโ he snorted, causing you to smile. โIโll send my location and you decide if you want to show or if youโre too tired, just let me know if you choose go straight home so I can come to youโ
โYes sirโ you nodded again, starting the car. โSee you soonโ you whispered, receiving an affected smile.
โGod, I canโt waitโ he murmured with shining eyes, instantly being teased by his friends. โI love you babyโ
โLove you moreโ you blow him a kiss before turning the call off, adjusting your seat belt and driving off of the porch line. Driving home. To your man and your new life.
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Golden Child | part 2
Summary: Your brother finds out about your relationship with his best friend, while everyone learns the truth about your family.
Warnings: cursing, physical altercation.
A/N: I hope you like this. It took me more time than expected (and I'm sorry about it). I love you ๐ฅบ๐
Part one | Part Three
"Aurora." You say seating next to her. "I promise this is not what you think."
Aurora lift her hand, stopping you from talking. "We can talk at home." She turns to the other side and starts talking with Anna Lewandowska.
The second half of the game began. Both Pedro and your brother were on the pitch. You turn your face to your sister, mad expression on her face.
You sat next to Mikky. She was super nice to you from the beginning, introducing you to the wags seated next to her and making a conversation with you.
Thanks to an assist from Pablo, Pedro scores, the stadium full with barca fans erupts in happiness.
Pedro does his glasses celebration, but this time, he waited until his eyes found yours. Making it in your direction, smiling after.
Goosebumps run down your spine. He kept his promise.
~~~
"Why the glasses?" You ask, curious. You were lying down in bed with him. "Not judging, just curious."
"I do it to honor my dad." He confess. "And now it's like my signature, but it's because of him."
"That's so cute, I love how your family is so close." You kiss his cheek, he wrap his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him.
"If I score tomorrow, it's yours. I promise It'll be for you."
~~~
The game continues, and the team scored another two more. The vibe in the stadium is amazing. But you can't stop thinking about what your sister saw.
Once the game is over, the wags and family normally wait for the players on the vip section, but you grab Aurora and pull her to the side. "Can we go home, I want to talk."
She nods, going back to her seat, collecting her stuff. "Adiรณs Mikky, Adiรณs Anna." She waves them goodbye. "Pedirรฉ un uber. Asรญ no esperamos a Pablo." (I'll call an Uber, so we don't have to wait for Pablo)
While the two of you waited for the Uber, the boys were in the changing room celebrating the victory.
"Visca al Barca," Xavi yells. Making the whole team sing the anthem of the club. "Venga, go to shower, get your shit together, don't forget anything, and we'll see each other in training."
After taking turns in the showers and changing back into normal clothes. Pedro and Fermin laugh at Ferran getting angry about someone wetting his shirt.
"You did amazing, man. That goal was another level." Fermin says, even tho he's new, he was very friendly and was beginning to make friends with the guys.
"Thanks to Gavi's assist."
"Yeah, he's always been so good with that." Fermin and Pablo have history. They go way back. "I saw that his family was here today."
"Yeah, I feel he's more in the game when his family is here. So cool they could come."
"Yeah, he has two very supportive sisters." Fermin says, closing his bag, ready to go. "Well, I'm leaving."
Before he steps outside, Pedro stops him. "Wait, sisters? Aurora is his only sister."
"Well, no." Fermin laughs, "Aurora and y/n are his sisters. But Pablo and Y/n don't have the best relationship. That's why it might seem like that." He shrugs. "Anyway, have a nice one, Pedri."
Pedro nodded to his goodbye. He is still processing the fact that Pablo lied to him and Frenkie about his own sister.
"Oye, platanito, let's go home." Ferran says, picking his bag from the floor.
"I can't tiburรณn, I have to talk with Gavi about something." He looks over at Gavi. "But I'll call you so we can connect and play."
He waited for him on the hallway, saying goodbye to the other players and team members.
"I thought you were gone by now." Pablo says, hitting him in the head. "You okay?"
"I was talking with Fermin about the goal, saying that thanks to you, I did it." He began, not sure how to approach the topic. "And then he said something about your sisters." The emphasis on the last s makes Pablo look away quickly.
"Look, it was just a bad day." Pablo tries to explain, being cut off by Pedro.
"So, just because you had a bad day, you decided to lie about your sister?" He sarcastically laughs, "why?"
"Why do you care?" The tone is matching now. "Like I said, it was a bad day." Pablo walks to the exit, the happiness from the win already gone.
"I thought friends didn't lie to each other." Pedro says, repeating something Gavi once said. He walks past him. "But I guess we're not friends then."
Pablo stops, his eyes on Pedro's back, watching how the story repeats again, feeling like that thirteen year old kid who just lost a friend thanks to his sister. He walks fast to his car, angry at the whole situation, angry at you.
But at home, the angry one was Aurora, who was scolding you about the whole bathroom situation.
"Imagine if it wasn't me. Imagine if it was Pablo, the one that walked into the bathroom." She says, stern tone. "Why on earth from all the guys out there you choose him?"
"First of all, it was a woman's bathrooms." You say, sassy tone. "Second of all, I didn't plan for it to happen. We were at a party and it just happened."
"You could have stopped it. Once is a mistake, two is a coincidence, three is more than that." She sighed, hands on her hair. "I don't want to say this, but if Pablo finds out and he yells, that would be on you."
"Oh, please." You laugh. "Like when he was mad because his team didn't win, or when he was mad because I was watching a Barbie movie and he didn't like that." You say, fingers counting. "Oh, yeah. Like when he chose to lie about only having three people when he got to the first team. Everything is always on me."
"I didn't mean that." The tone of voice was a calmed one. "But this is different from when we were kids."
"It's easy for you to say that." You get up from bed. "You're not the one he's denying." You whisper to yourself, leaving the room slamming the door.
You couldn't believe that even after everything she witnessed, she chose his side. You tried to control yourself, not wanting to leave like that.
You open the refrigerator, finding a bottle of water. You wanted to text Pedro and talk to him about the incident.
You hear Aurora calls your name, "Please don't go." She tries to get closer, but you imitate her by putting your hand in the air. "Don't go, please."
The front door slamming shut alert you, and you both walk to the living room, finding Pablo angry.
"I'm done with you." He says, getting closer. You back down a few steps, feeling scared. "I'm fucking done."
He grabs you by the wrists, making you walk, stamping you against the wall. His eyes are black from anger. Thing you never seen on him before.
"Pablo, what are you doing?" Aurora grabs him by the arm, trying to get him away from you. "Pablo, stop!"
"Let go off me, Aurora." He says, the tone is a low and scary one. "First, my friend from home and know Pedro?"
"Pablo, you're hurting me." You try to release yourself from him, thing that makes him apply more pressure. "Pablo, stop it. Please."
"I fucking hate you."
The way you feel like you're being stabbed by the weight of his words. The tears that pool into your eyes, threatening to spill.
"You don't mean that." You whisper, eyes glued to his.
He laughs, not a sarcastically one, but a sinister deep one. "Oh, I do. I hate you."
"Let me go." You feel the tears wetting your cheeks. Feeling like a part of you is bleeding. "You don't mean that." You shake your head, denying his words.
"Stop! Pablo, are you crazy?" Aurora pulled him off of you again. "Pablo, let her go." She shove him.
He let you go. Backing off, eyes never leaving yours. It's like your pain is giving him some satisfaction.
"You don't mean that."
Aurora gently grabbed your hands, checking your red wrists. You're crying at this point. Breathing uncontrollably.
"Estas loco, estas jodidamente loco." Aurora yells, turning to Pablo. "Estas llevando esto a otro nivel, Pablo. Ella es tu hermana." (You're crazy, you're fucking crazy. You're taking this to a whole new level. She's your sister)
"I was fine, but no, she has to walk again and try to be the center of attention as always." He yells back. "I was fine without you."
"I was helping you." You say, trying to gain composure. "I was taking care of you."
"Am I supposed to thank you? You always do this, joder, and now I'm losing a friend over you."
"Pedro and I didn't plan on this to happen. We were drunk. And he was the one who asked me to see each other again." You say, explaining the situation.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" He's confused now. "Por la puta, te estas follando a mi amigo?" (For fuck sake, you're fucking my friend?)
"Weren't you talking about that?" Aurora asks. She's trying to put the pieces together, not finding a way to do it.
"He knows." You understood. This wasn't about you and Pedro. This was about him finding the lies your brother told him. "He knows you lie to him."
The face of your brother changed, you knew. "This is your fault."
"No, it's not. You lie to him and to Frenkie. I didn't."
"Can someone explain? I'm fucking lost here."
"Tell her." You say. Even when your voice is shaky, your tone is strong. "Tell her, Pablo." He shakes his head no, he can't admit to Aurora what he did. "If you don't tell her, I will."
"You're not saying shit. Shut up."
"Pablo told his friends." You tried to talk, interrupted by him yelling.
"Shut the fuck up."
"He told them I was his cousin." You yell too. "He told Pedro I was his cousin, he told me that."
"You're such a fucking bitch."
Aurora is speechless. She couldn't believe that her brother did that. She knew that, yes, they didn't have the best relationship. Yes, they were always fighting, but not to the point where he would lie like that.
"I'm your sister, Pablo." You walk closer to him. "I'm your family, I was here for you when you needed me the most. I took care of you. And all you can do is treat me this way?"
"To me, you're not my sister." He spatt.
You push him to the side, wanting to get out of there. You notice his car keys are on the floor at the front door. Picking them up, you run to his car, wanting to get away as quickly as possible.
You drive fast, feeling your phone vibrating in your back pocket. Not taking care of the stops or crosswalks, wanting to get home. The tears running down like crazy, air barely there.
You run a red light, making a car impact on the side of Pablo's car. Your head hit the window, making you feel dizzy, the airbag making you feel suffocated.
The urge to fall asleep is beating you by the second. You know by those medical programs you shouldn't sleep, but you can't keep your eyes open.
"I'm not sure what to do." Pedro says, dropping the fork. "I'm mad at him for lying, and at the same time, I'm mad at her."
"You said Fermin told you they don't have a good relationship. Maybe that's why it happened. And maybe she didn't want you guys to fight." Fer says. He is the only one who knows about your fling.
"Do you think I should call her?"
"Do it, at the end of the day, you already know the truth. And you like her too much, don't let her go over this, let her explain her side."
"Yeah, I'll go call her. Thanks for the food."
He steps outside to have more privacy. He tries one, two, three, or even more times, but straight to voice-mail. He leaves two messages, telling you that when you feel like talking, he is there.
"Nothing?" Fer asks. He shakes his head no. "Venga, let's go play some fifa. Maybe her phone is dead or something."
"Yeah, I need to distract myself."
"Eres un imbecil." Aurora hit Pablo in the head as hard as she can. "How dare you?" She hit him several times, in the head, in the arm, in the chest.
"Aurora, stop!" He says, grabbing her hands. "Fuck, stop!"
"You're such a fucking asshole. You hurt her." She feels like crying. "Pablo, how could you?"
She starts sobbing, feeling like some of the blame is on her. Never caring enough about their fights, always telling you he was going to change.
"Rora, stop, don't cry." When Pablo tried to hug her, she pushed him away. She didn't want him to touch her. "Rora, don't do this."
"You did this to yourself. I'm packing my stuff and leaving. You can be alone with your misery." She pushed him away from her, not forgetting to give him the last hit on the head.
Pablo walks over to the couch, sitting on it. He knows he went too far, but he was mad. He knows he has to fix things with Pedro for the team and because he's his friend.
He tries to call him, ending in voice-mail. He doesn't know what he did so wrong that all his friends always ended somehow finding their way to his sister.
To pass the time, he logs into tik tok, finding the videos entertaining. But deep down on his mind, he's asking himself if he needs to apologize.
"Pablo!" Aurora yells, seconds later she's downstairs, teary-eyed. "We have to go to the hospital, get your keys."
"What? Why? Are you okay?" He stands up quickly.
"Go get your fucking keys." She push him to the side. "I'll wait for you in your car."
The whole trip to Plato, the hospital. Aurora kept shutting down Pablo. Asking him to be quiet.
When they got to the parking of the hospital, Aurora took her seat belt off, rushing towards the inside of the building.
"Rora, wait." Pablo yells. He parked the car, hurrying to find his sister. He finds her next to another girl. She's crying on this girl shoulder. "Aurora, what's going on?"
"This is your fault, Pablo." She cries, hitting him on the chest. "This is all your fault." He wraps his arms around her, stopping her from keep hitting him.
After a good five minutes of Aurora crying onto his chest, she pushed him away. "Y/n was in a car accident. She hit her head really hard."
"Wait." He began to get angry. "Did she fucked up my car?"
Aurora looks at him, the anger reflected in her eyes. The next thing he can feel is Aurora hitting him on the face with her bag. "Rora, what the fuck?."
"Get out of here." She shouts. "Go!"
He's rubbing his cheek, feeling the pain from the hit. "You didn't have to hit me like that." He says, walking out of the building.
Pablo sighs. It's the third time he tries to get close to Pedro, but nothing works. If he gets closer, he finds a way to move. They are not ones to fight, mostly because Pedro is the calm one in the friendship.
Xavi noticed this, pulling Pedro to the side. "Look, I'm not trying to get involved, not my style and you know it. But for the love of God. Take Gavi to a room and fix whatever you have to fix."
He nodded, walking toward Gavi. "Come here." Taking him to the inside of the stadium. Not a word exchanged. They're both sitting face to face on the gym floor. "Why did you lie?" He asks.
"It's complicated. It's not something I want to elaborate on." He's being honest. He doesn't feel like telling his life story to him.
"You really thought that was a good idea? Imagine if we said something that moment when we met her."
"But you didn't, and I wasn't planning on her being there. Mom didn't let me hire someone to do the job."
"Gavi, hermano, you can't blame others for your stupidity." Pedro feels like he's talking to a wall. "Look, I get it. You guys don't have a good relationship. But she's your sister, and that was wrong. If I did that to Fernando, he would have punched me in the face."
"It's not the same. Plus, you're not one to talk to on doing wrong shit." He buffs, getting up from the floor ready to leave.
"What the fuck does that mean?" Pedro asks, imitating him on getting up.
"You're the one who's been fucking my sister this entire time." He yells.
Pedro shut his mouth, not knowing how to react. "It's not like that."
"Is not? I was injured, and you were flirting with her while "helping me." He does quote marks with his fingers.
"She's not a kid, and I'm not one either, plus you don't even have the right to recriminate me about it."
"I don't, but don't come at me acting as if you're a fucking saint." Pablo says, pointing at him.
"But I never said I was a saint. " Pedro asks, eyebrow lifted. "Listen, I'm not going to apologize for seeing her, I like her. I wasn't aware she was your sister because you lie to me about it."
"Can we move past this?" Gavi asked, exasperated. "Yeah, I'm sorry too. I really am. But please stop with this morality speech that's about to happen. You also fucked up. Let's go."
"Pablo, this isn't about me. This is about your lies."
"No, it's not. This is about to be a life lesson of why I don't have to lie or treat my sister like that." He passes his hands to his hair, trying to relieve stress. "If I wanted to hear that, I'll be on the hospital hearing Aurora telling me how is my fault she got into a car accident."
"She what?" He whispers.
He's zone out after that. That's why you weren't answering, that's why you didn't open your door when he went looking for you at midnight.
"Is she okay?" He asks, still whispering. "Please, tell me she's okay."
"Not sure." Pablo says, indifferent to the situation. "All I know is that she hit her head on the window."
"Joder, Pablo." Pedro says, impressed by the news. "Fuck, what hospital is she in?"
"I think she's still on Platรณ."
"How can you be so calm?" Pedro asks, confused about his demeanor. "Does Xavi know? You have to go to Platรณ, be with Aurora."
Pablo shrugs. He's not interested in another fight, so he keeps his opinion on the situation to himself. "I haven't talked to Xavi about it."
"Mierda, Pablo. I'm sorry about yelling at you, I didn't mean to." Pedro says. "Let's go talk to Xavi so you can go home." Pablo nodded, walking with Pedro out of the gym.
After Pedro called Xavi for a talk, he told the news. Pablo knows it's not okay to act as if he's was going to go to the hospital, but he at least can rest a little bit.
Xavi sent him home, asking him to report himself and telling him that the team was there for him.
He drove home, stressed about the whole situation. Aurora doesn't pick up his calls. She won't answer his texts, nothing.
He parked outside his house, in case Aurora needed him to pick her up. All he can think right now is a cold shower.
While he's changing, he hears the noise of the front door closing. Thinking is Aurora. He puts his shirt and goes looking for his sister.
"Rora, are you back?" He yells, walking downstairs. "Mom, dad, hi."
Belen and Pablo only stared at his son, not able to believe all the damage he's done. "We need to talk, Pablo." Belen says. "Come sit."
"The doctor says there would be no marks on your face." Aurora says, helping you with your hair.
As she says, being in the hospital is no motive for you to have bad hair. So she's brushing it and pulling it up.
"Well, that's good news." You laugh, stopping because of the pain. The doctor told you that you had a broken rib. "Okay, no laughing, that hurts."
"I'm sorry, hermanita."
"Don't." You stopped her. Knowing she's about to extra apologize again. "I told you this is on me, I was the one believing I'm part of the fast and furious cast."
"Im sorry I took his side. I'm sorry I was not aware of everything. I promise I'm not leaving your side again."
You squeeze her hand, sending her a smile. You know she's feeling extra bad. No matter how many times you reassure her, there's nothing she should feel sorry for. She apologized again.
"Are you sorry enough to help me pay for the wreck?" You say, lighting the air. "Becuase I don't think Pablo is taking care of it."
"Don't name him. He's voldemort from now on." She rolls her eyes. "But don't worry about it, his insurance is taking care, and dad says he's paying."
"I'm getting a part-time job, I can't let dad do that."
"No, you're not."
"Yes, I am." You say, serious. "It was my fault, as much as you say is not. Aurora, I took his car and wreck it."
She just nods, not wanting to go back and forth with the topic. "Okay."
"Do you really think he hates me?" Your mind plays the fight time after time. "I don't want him to hate me."
The way your voice cracks as you speak bout the topic is heartbreaking for your sister. She doesn't think Pablo hates you.
"He was being mean." She says, honest answer.
"And what if he does?"
"You don't need him." She says, slowly talking. "Someone who stoles your mental peace is not worth the time."
"I love him." You cry, no matter the pain the sobs are giving you. "I just want him to love me."
She hugs you, calming you down. Like always, she's the one drying your tears. The one telling you silly things to stop your cries.
"Pedro called me." She confesses after a while. "He found about the wreck, and he asked me how you were."
"He did?" You ask, smiling. "I can't text him. My phone got lost."
"He wants to visit." She confesses, finishing with your hair. "Actually, he might come at any minute now."
"Is that why you did my hair?" You ask, wanting to laugh. She only shrugs, laughing.
"Mom, I can explain."
"No, Pablo, how dare you?" Belen yells. "You're not the kid I raised. You were taught to love and protect your sisters, not hurting them."
"We thought that your problems were some dumb child phase. That you were going to grow out of it." Pablo father says. "But mijo, you cross the line. Your sister is in the hospital because of you."
"Joder." Pablo sighs. "She stole my car and wreck it. But it's my fault for yelling at her."
His mom throws a pillow at him. "Listen to me, niรฑo. Aurora already told us everything. So don't act innocent because you're not."
"I don't know what she said, but probably she exaggerated."
"Pablo, don't try us." His father says, angry at his attitude. "We're so disappointed in you. Hijo, I taught you to love and respect women. And you left bruises on your sister. You put your hands on her. And I don't know what we did wrong."
"You didn't do anything wrong." He says, not liking his parents to feel like that because of him.
"Then what is it, Pablo?" Belen asks him. "Are we that bad as parents for you to do this? Did we lack to provide you with enough love? Did we miss something for you to treat your sister like this?" She can't stop the tears.
Pablo can't stand his mother tears, especially when it's because of him. "Mami, stop crying."
"I just can't. You don't care."
"I do, I'm sorry." He hugs her. "I'm sorry, you were the best parents in the world. I'm sorry."
"You don't have to apologize to us, hijo." Pablo says, patting his sons back. "You have to do it to your sister."
"Please, Pablo." His mother says, breaking the hug. "Let us help you. I don't want to sweep this under the rug, not anymore." He nods, feeling like crying.
"Want to know something?" His father asks.
"What?"
"Even when Aurora told us what happened. When we saw her after she woke up, she begged us not to yell at you. Even after you hurt her, she was protecting you."
"I'm sorry." He cries, hugging his parents.
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