𝐵𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓀 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝒾𝓂 𝓂𝑜𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝓃 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓉𝒽𝓁𝑒𝓉𝑒, 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓉 𝒶 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 - 𝒮𝒶𝒷𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒶 𝒞𝒶𝓇𝓅𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇

You had been dating this guy, Rafael, for about a year and a half. You didn’t even know how you lasted that long with him. He didn’t do much to show affection, couldn’t find your clit even if he had a whole ass gps, and always shifted his bad moods onto you. Playing the victim like he was getting paid for it.

You knew he loved Lamine Yamal. Same age as you (18), played for Spain, pretty good. He won the euros or something. Whatever Rafael told you.

Until Rafael cheated on you. With his literal ex.

Now you were ready to ruin his life. You met Lamine when you went to the bus parade or whatever. Even from all the way up on the top of that bus with his team mates? He asked for you to scream your number up to him. And now, you both have been dating for atleast a month. Even tho you started all of this as revenge, you really did love lamine now. He treated you amazing. Better than Rafael in any way. Every fan thinking you were gorgeous, not to mention funny as fuck.

You were hanging out with Lamine after practice, which dragged out longer this time because of some pep talk for the start of the World Cup. Sitting on lamines couch, his three year old brother, Keyne, asleep upstairs, and his parents probably getting ready for bed.

You and lamine were scrolling through instagram on your phone, until you see a dm from your ex. You hadn’t blocked him, just so he could see your instagram posts with lamine. Lamine narrowing his eyebrows as he sees the dm.

“Mamí.. who’s Rafael?”

Your very confused and suspicious boyfriend said as he glanced back at your face. Those deep, majestic ass brown eyes looking into yours. With those curls, brown roots with blonde frosted tips in his forehead. His lips parting, showing a small shimmer of his braces from your phone brightness.