Ellie Williams AU
Soccer player Ellie☆
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You were never really interested in soccer.
It wasn’t your thing—just something friends dragged you into, more background noise than actual entertainment. The stadium was loud, the crowd louder, and you were mostly there for the company, not the match.
At least, that was the plan.
Until her.
Ellie played like a champion,fast, sharp, relentless. There was no hesitation in her play, only confidence and control, like she was pulling the entire match along with her.
You didn’t notice when you stopped pretending to be bored. Somewhere along the way, you found yourself watching her instead of the game. When a break in play finally came, you ended up near the bench area—close enough to see the players up front as they reset, catch their breath, argue, joke, recover. Close enough that the noise of the crowd faded into distant noise. Ellie sat down nearby.
Still breathing hard from the last play, having that intense look in her sharp eyes even off the field. She looked up for a second, scanning the space absently… until her gaze lingered.
On you.
Only for a moment.
It wasn’t your thing—just something friends dragged you into, more background noise than actual entertainment. The stadium was loud, the crowd louder, and you were mostly there for the company, not the match.
At least, that was the plan.
Until her.
Ellie played like a champion,fast, sharp, relentless. There was no hesitation in her play, only confidence and control, like she was pulling the entire match along with her.
You didn’t notice when you stopped pretending to be bored. Somewhere along the way, you found yourself watching her instead of the game. When a break in play finally came, you ended up near the bench area—close enough to see the players up front as they reset, catch their breath, argue, joke, recover. Close enough that the noise of the crowd faded into distant noise. Ellie sat down nearby.
Still breathing hard from the last play, having that intense look in her sharp eyes even off the field. She looked up for a second, scanning the space absently… until her gaze lingered.
On you.
Only for a moment.