Footballer imagines

Tyrone Mings- argument

"Where have you been" he asked in a deep voice

"None of your business" you say not looking just continuing to put the stuff away

He just stood there not saying much and watching your every move

"Problem?" You asked

"No" he said

"Then get out of the kitchen" you snapped

"Fuck off" he said not moving "it's just as much mine as it is yours"

"Yeah sure like you do anything in here anyways" you scoffed

"Why do you always fucking bring that up? Sorry that I'm busy training for my job" he shouted

"Can you just leave me alone or I'll leave myself and i won't fucking come back" you said throwing one of his protein bars at him

His face fell at the thought of you not coming back and he slowly walked back into the living room. You finished packing everything away and ran straight up stairs feeling like you might cry again.

You did the usual routine of taking makeup off and cleaning your teeth. You put on his shirt and got into bed hoping to fall asleep before he comes in.

But that of course didn't happen

He walked In and got himself ready for bed before slipping in next to you.

The awkward tension was way to much so you got out of bed planning to head into the spare room to sleep

"Where you going" he asked looking in your direction

"Anywhere your not" you scoffed back

"Come back to bed" he said

"No"

"Get in the bed now" he said pulling the duvet back and pointing at your pillow

"What is your problem tyrone why are you being like this with me what have I done wrong please tell me" you were tired of fighting now and felt like breaking down into tears

He could see that

He looked round the room not knowing where to look, he messed with the duvet a bit and scratched the back of his neck acting all nervous

"Why you all Nervous" you asked

"Can you just get in the bed please" he said

So you did

He was Leaning on the head board and you sat crossed legged facing his direction looking at him

"What's that matter" you asked softly "you can tell me"

He kept looking down

"I'm insecure" he said

Your jaw dropped not knowing where this came from but now understanding this sudden distance.

"Ty.."
"Look at me. Please" you asked so he did

Making eye contact for the first time in about 2 weeks made you want to cry, you thought the end of your relationship was near but now you know it's not.

"I love you so much" you said grabbing his hand "and all of this these last few weeks has broken my heart, I just want you, I want us. Always" you gave a small smile

"I'm sorry for treating you like this especially today and I know it's alot to try and get you to forgive me and there is no excuse for how horrible I've been I should've just told you what was going on" he said putting his arms out so you would go and cuddle him

You got under the duvet and laid on his chest

"Why do you feel insecure ty" you asked as you stroked his arm

"Your just beautiful aren't you" he said smiling "and I know people like you and want you and say stuff and I just got insecure"

"No one can beat you" you said looking up at him

He leaned down to kiss you

And for the first time in weeks you felt like you had your relationship back

"I'm sorry" he whispered against your lips

"Stop saying sorry"

"I love you" he said

"I love you. Always. And that's a promise" you smiled