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Closest To You
Leah Williamson x Reader
Summary: Leah realizes how much she's in love with you.
Word Count: 562
“come back now please baby!” leah can hear you chuckle from the bathroom after her whining. she isn’t really sure why she feels so needy all of a sudden. you’ve both been intimate for hours now, but she still feels like she can’t get close enough. sometimes she feels like she wants to melt into you, it makes her feel a bit silly thinking like that.
“i'm coming leah, i need to clean you up a bit before we go to sleep, we might wanna change sheets as we-”
“no, no, there’s no need for that now. tomorrow.” you smile at her reluctance and leah just stares at your face, despite your whole body being on display. she’s not sure she’s ever felt like this before.
she flinches a bit when you press the cold cloth against her inner thigh, she can hear you mumble a small ‘sorry’, but leah can still see a small grin on your face as you focus on cleaning her.
leah sighs when she gets used to the feeling of you rubbing the small cold cloth against her inner thighs. she relaxes, but she always does that when you touch nowadays.
“do you feel alright baby?” you ask her and leah feels warm again all of a sudden, the sweat that’s dried all over her body now feels like its evaporating. she shuts her eyes tiredly even though all she wants is to keep looking at you.
“yeah, i’m just sore.” leah can feel your smile grow at her admission even though her eyes are shut, it makes her involuntary blush.
“why’s that then?” leah opens her eyes and smacks at your hand, she flushes deeper, turning her head in embarrassment at your silly question. but she can’t help the sleepy grin that forms on her face.
“you know why.” she says quietly, you take leah’s face in your hands and turn it back to make her look at you. leah just stares at you like she's in a dream, you just smile and peck her lips. “ i do know, it’s a secret only between us.”
when leah sees you turn to grab some clothes for you both she protests with a whine. she wants you both to be naked, because that’s the closest she can get to you. “baby, no clothes. please.”
“alright, i’m not saying no to that.” leah sees you just plummet into bed and it makes her giggle, she’s so giddy when you're around. everything you do makes her feel so dizzy.
and when she feels you pull her into you, your naked bodies pressed together. your hand automatically landing in her hair, scratching her head. she realizes that she’s so in love with you.
it’s hard to understand how she hasn’t come to that conclusion earlier. but the way you're breathing above her, the way the only thing she can smell is you, your heartbeat against her ear. everything just feels right.
“i love you.” she just says it, because everything just feels so good, so warm. just so perfect. she feels you shift, your hand lifts from her head. suddenly you're grabbing her whole head and you pull her upwards making her look at you. you look so beautiful is all leah can think about.
“i love you too, leah.”
leah has never slept so well in someone else’s arms before.
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SECOND PART OF DRUNK STRANGER BEGGING
Seems like people liked the first part a lot, so I will make a part 2. Though be aware it might take awhile to make cause I'm not the fastest writer and I don't have too much free time.
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Drunk Stranger (Leah Williamson x Reader)
*not my gif
Leah Williamson x Reader
Summary: What do you do when a drunk stranger calls you in the middle of the night?
Warnings: Please don't interact if your under 18, alcohol, swear words, throw up, drunk Leah, if any of this triggers you please don't interact.
Words: 3.6k
Authors note at the bottom. Also sorry for mistakes english is not my first language.
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You honestly weren't expecting your phone to ring at 3 am on a Saturday morning. You had been peacefully sleeping since 10 pm, after a long day at work it was honestly the only thing that had been on your mind when you got home, after nicely declining your friends to go out with them you quickly made some pasta and headed to bed for a long night's sleep. Instead you were woken up at an ungodly hour of the morning because of your ringtone.
You groaned lowly and rolled over to check who was calling you at this time, rubbing your eyes to see a bit clearer you realized that it was just a random number, groaning again at the fact that this had just woken you up, you also thought about who was calling you, clearly it was an english number so the time is the same for them as it was for you. Maybe it was something important? Why else would they call? Deciding to choose the safe option over the unsafe you pick up the phone.
“Hello? Who is this?” You asked groggily, trying to clear your throat a bit after.
“Hi” A small hiccup was heard before seemingly the women on the other end continued to speak. “It’s- I’m Leah, uh, who are you?”
A bit confused, you continued to speak. “Sorry, but why are you calling me, it’s 3 am. Do I know you Leah?”
You could hear faint music in the background from her end, also the clear heavy breathing coming from her.
“I don’t know, do you know me? I don’t think so, I’m- my phone has a low battery.” There was a small giggle from Leah’s end before she hiccuped again, the slurring in her voice should have given it away immediately, but you were honestly also running on low battery, so being fast to think wasn't what you were gonna do now.
“Are you drunk?” You asked bluntly, almost immediately regretting yourself for asking such a question to a person you don’t know. Slapping yourself mentally you try to backtrack but before you can start to speak again the woman answers you.
“Me? I’m not drunk, I just had likeee two drinks maybe, I don’t know. But I feel great.” Leah said, you could hear her moving around a bit, maybe she was in a bathroom?
Deciding to ignore the fact that this woman was most likely wasted, you respond again. “Okay, well Leah, your name is right, go get one of your friends and get a taxi home or something, don’t call strangers in the middle of the night.”
“I don’t have any friends here.” You crinkled your eyebrows a bit in confusion, who would go out completely alone?
“Well, call one of your friends to come get you from wherever you are, sounds like a pub.” You said, wanting her to hurry up a bit, knowing she has a low battery. You probably should have hung up, but the fact this woman was alone with a low battery out in a pub was worrying you a bit, even though you don’t know her.
“I don- wanna, they are sleeping, and I don’t wanna wake them.” Leah said, slurring over the line. You could hear her hiccup again, which is starting to become a more regular thing for her now. You chew a bit on your lower lip, starting to become a bit more worried for Leah, even though you don’t know her it was clear that something was going on in her head, and not just alcohol.
“So who’s coming to pick you up then, Leah?” You asked. You wanted to know if she actually had a ride home, because everyone knows that a girl walking home alone at night is never something that’s been ideal, especially if she’s drunk. It’s a sad world but it’s also reality, and you knew that.
“Umm, I dunno, maybe I'll just sleep on the street, I'm gonna go get another drink.” Leah said happily. You wondered if she was actually serious.
“Wait, what bar or place are you at?” You knew the chances were slim of you even being close to her, but it was worth a shot.
“Uh, Orleans, you know the one above Emirates Stadium the uh football Arena, I play football actually for Ars- Arsenal, I have played there…..” Leah’s rant fell deaf on your ears almost immediately after she mentioned the bar she was at. You knew that bar, you lived like 10 minutes from it.
“How do you look like Leah?” You cut her rant off, you wanted to get at least a small picture of how she might look.
“What, um I’m blonde and I have brown pants, but I spilled some vodka on them before so maybe there's a stain on them.” At this point you had already decided that you were gonna drive there, she was alone, and by the sound of it not in the right state of mind at all.
“Are you not wearing a shirt?” You asked, wanting to know as much as possible.
“Yes”
“Well what’s the color of it then.”
“It’s white, with some cool black patterns on it. Jordan got it for me.” Leah’s voice got a little quiet at the end of her sentence, then another hiccup came through the line. Choosing to ignore that she mentioned someone named Jordan, you start to throw on some clothes.
“Stay there Leah, I’m coming down to the bar.” You say as you put the phone on speaker.
“Wait really, do you wanna drink with me? That’s so much fun we can pa-” That’s all you heard before the line went dead.
“Leah? Are you there?” You check your phone with confusion, then you realize her phone must've died.
“Fuck, okay.” You say to yourself before you grab your car keys and rush out the door to get to your car.
As you start the engine to your car, you realize how stupid of a idea this really is. A random woman called you in the middle of the night, drunk, and now you are coming to the bar she’s at, to do what really, give her a ride home? But when you think of the situation she’s in, you give no second thought and start the drive towards the bar.
Arriving at a bar in sweatpants and a sweatshirt was something you've never done before, you could feel a couple of eyes at you as you walked in, but honestly you couldn't care less right now. You were only there to find Leah.
The bar is where you first notice her, or so you think. Blonde hair, brown pants and a white shirt with some cool plack patterns on it, that had to be her.
Walking up to the woman in crime, you slowly tap her shoulder so you could see more of her face. “Leah?”
The woman at the bar turns her head towards you, and god save you that had to be one of the most beautiful women you had ever seen in your life. Piercing green eyes, small small freckles over her pale cheeks, nose sculptured like a-
“Yes? Who are you, mate?” Her voice broke you out of your daydream, and the strong smell of alcohol that came with her breath, which set off the alarm clocks in your head again.
“You called me before, remember, we just talked on the phone before yours died.” You said, taking a small step back because of the strong smell of alcohol reeking off of her. Looking down towards her hand you notice the half drunk beer she’s holding.
“Oh, yes the nice lady, my phone died, sorry uh, what was your name again, I can’t remember. I can get you a drink first wai-”
“No, Leah I don’t want a drink, and I think that should be the last one for you too.” You told her, you weren’t sure how this was gonna go but hopefully you could get her out of the bar, before she manages to get alcohol poisoning.
“Nooo, don’t be a party pooper.” She whined, she swayed a bit at the stool she was sitting at, losing her balance, you took a hold of her shoulders as she fell into your chest. “Okayy, Leah, give me your address so I can get you home.”
“No, I don’t know you.” Leah said into your chest, you tried to push her away slightly but she had lingered her arms around you to keep you where you were standing, she was hugging you.
Before you could speak again you felt her slightly shake, her breathing coming a little bit more ragged. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, that is before you felt a little wetness damp your shirt, from where her face is.
“Are you crying, Leah?” You asked, as you naturally started to rub her back slowly.
“No.” Her response muffled by your chest. She was obviously lying but you didn’t wanna make her feel uncomfortable so you decided not to call her out on it again.
“Okay, how about we go outside.” You suggested, hoping that you could maybe convince her to get out of this bar, away from all the alcohol.
“No.” Her response came once again, the wet spot on your shirt becoming more damp, you decided to try a different tactic.
“Well Leah, I’m gonna go outside so either you stay her or you-”
“No, don’t go please, I don’t wanna be alone.” Leah whined into your shirt, her breathing becoming more erratic.
“It’s okay, just come with me and get some air, alright?” This time Leah nodded and you smiled to yourself in victory. As you started to move you realized Leah wasn’t moving with you, so you put your hands in her armpits to help her up to her feet.
As you started to walk out Leah was leaning into you, as she was having trouble walking on her own feet. You held her around her waist to help her a bit to keep balance.
“If we can’t go to your place, how about you crash at mine.” Honestly, you weren’t thinking before suggesting that, but what were you gonna do, really.
“Really, are you-” A burp made it out of her mouth mid sentence, right into your face, you scrunched your nose up in disgust. But when you looked at Leah again you noticed she had started to laugh instead of crying now. Now you were just glad she was laughing instead of crying.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that, I promise. Sometimes I burp a lot when I drink, it’s hones-”
“Leah it’s okay, my place?” Leah nodded at you, toppling over her own feet as you started to walk towards your car. The fact that she was slurring pretty heavily didn’t sit right with you. You had no idea how much she’s had to drink tonight, but definitely more than average.
When you got to the car you helped Leah into the passenger seat, and fastened her seatbelt. Her head lulled a bit to the side as you closed the door. You thought that maybe she was gonna fall asleep, but when you sat down in the driver's seat she seemed to be wake as a day.
Starting your car you notice Leah’s sharp intake of breath. “Tell me if you have to be sick, I really don’t want you to puke in my car.”
“I’m not gonna be sick, I just feel a little dizzy.” Leah said, as you started the drive toward your home. You weren’t sure if you actually believed her on that, so you pressed down a little harder on the pedal.
“So football, you mentioned earlier on the phone?” You thought that maybe talking to her would distract from whatever was going on in her head, so she doesnt start crying again.
“Yes, actually um I play football, in Arsenal and for England. I am captain for England, that’s cool right, we wo- won the Euros this summer. Did you see when we won the Euros?.” Leah was stumbling over her words, but a small smile was evident on her face now.
You had heard about the England ladies bringing it home this summer, football was honestly not something you took a lot of interest in, but it was still a pretty cool thing. You still had zero knowledge of the players though. “Yeah I heard, that’s pretty cool. So your job is playing football then?”
“Yep, I work as a footballer. That was always my dream as a child, so many people know me now after the Euros. I almost have like 700 thousand followers on Instagram, I don’t know what to do.”
“That sounds crazy, you must live a good life then.”
“Everybody says that, but I’m always so sad.” Leah said, tears forming in her eyes again, her breathing picking up. You didn’t know what to say, everything just seemed to come back to whatever was making her sad. So you just placed your hand on her knee hoping that physical contact might calm her a bit.
Nothing more was said on the ride back to your home. Leah’s breathing had slowed down after a while, so maybe your touch was helping a bit. When you arrived at your apartment, you stepped out of your car to help Leah out of the passenger seat. Somehow she was still awake, you’d thought she would fall asleep with how much alcohol she’s consumed.
Getting Leah to her feet wasn’t that hard, she only stumbled a little bit. Noticing her starting to fidget on her feet and her face going a little red you worried that something was wrong again.
“Are you okay?” You questioned.
“I really have to pee, like really really bad.” Leah stammered, grimacing a little as she presses her hand over her crotch.
“Okay, come on then lean on me like you did before so you don’t fall over, hurry up.” Grabbing her around the waist again you start to walk towards the apartment, Leah putting almost all of her weight on you.
As you got into the elevator Leah let go of you to grab a hold of the railing, groaning when the elevator started to move. “You good?”
“I- I think I’m gonna pee myself.” Leah spoke with a desperate look on her face, starting to cross her legs over each other.
“No you're fine, look now we're almost there now.” You pushed her out of the elevator, and towards your apartment door. You weren’t really sure if you were tryna convince Leah or yourself.
Fiddling with the key a bit, you finally got the door open. Pushing Leah inside she stumbled on the vase next to the door, making it fall to the floor and break, Leah gave you a half sheepish look.
“Sorry, I didn-”
“It’s okay, to the bathroom we go. Come on.”
Reaching the bathroom, you opened the door for Leah who half ran, half stumbled inside. You closed the door behind her and slid down the wall next to it with a sigh. This wasn’t how you expected your night to go.
“Tell me if you need anything Leah.”
Getting up on your feet again with a groan, you walk back halfway to sweep all the pieces of the vase that was now spread out all over the floor.
Rubbing at your forehead before you start to sweep, you get lost in your thoughts. What were you doing? A random woman who randomly drunk called you in the middle of the night is now at your apartment. What were you even gonna say in the morning? There was not a big chance she was gonna remember any of this in the morning, she might panic. And apparently she is a famous footballer too.
Before you can go any deeper into thought a shriek from the bathroom breaks you out of your daze. Dropping everything you're doing, you run towards the bathroom and swing the door open, to find Leah holding her shirt with clenched fists. “What’s going on, are you okay?”
“My shirt, my shirt, my- my shirt. It’s broken I-” Leah breaks out in a sob before she even can finish her sentence, the grip on her shirt tightening so much her knuckles are turning white. You notice the rip on the bottom of her shirt, it wasn’t particularly big but it was there.
You stand there a little dumbfounded not really knowing what to do, that is until you see Leah starts to sway on her feet. That’s when you walk up to her and grab her waist to steady her, so she doesn't fall over.
“Just breathe Leah, let’s sit down so you don’t fall over okay.” You speak as you take Leah down to the bathroom floor with you. Naturally Leah leaned into your shoulder and put her arms around you, hugging you as you leant back on the wall for some support. “Leah it’s just a little rip it’s fixable, you need to breathe”
Leah sobbed even harder into your shoulder, you were sure your shirt was gonna be ruined by how much tears and snot you could feel on you. You tried to rub your hand on her back again like you had done before in the bar, but Leah sat up abruptly, her hands starting to claw and pulling at her shirt, trying to get it off. You looked at her with a confused face, not understanding what was going on.
“Get it off, please I- I help me get it off, please.” Leah sobbed out in a pleading tone, still trying to get her shirt off with clumsy hands. Not wanting to make anything worse you quickly helped her out of the shirt so she was now bare with only a bra on, you threw the shirt on the floor next to you.
Leah threw herself into you after her shirt was off, hugging you so tight you almost couldn’t breathe. You had no idea what was going on but asking questions right now would be stupid so you decided to just hug her back, to try and give her some comfort.
A long time passed before Leah’s sobs finally started to subside, your back was starting to ache and your whole body felt stiff, your shoulder was sticky from Leah’s tears and snot, but there was no way you were gonna move. You heard Leah hiccup, then burp straight afterwards. Worried now she actually might throw up you push her away from you as Leah groans at the sudden movement.
Leah’s face and eyes were red with dried tears on her cheeks and hairs sticking to her sweaty forehead. Wiping at her runny nose she burps again, but this time she covers her mouth with her hand straight afterwards. That gives it away.
“Okay, I don’t want you to puke on me so come on to the toilet.” You quickly get out before you help her to the toilet, thankful for already being in the bathroom.
As soon as you opened the toilet lid Leah was emptying her stomach, the strong smell of puke was overtaking your senses as you started to hold her hair up. When Leah was finally done she laid her head on the toilet ring, her eyes closing as saliva was dropping from her mouth. Falling asleep on the toilet wasn’t ideal so you quickly took ahold of her to get her up on her feet
“Leah, you can’t fall asleep here, come on.” You said trying to wake her up a bit more.
“ ‘M cold.” Was all you got in response as Leah shivered a little, goosebumps covering her upper body. “Because you're not wearing a shirt, I’ll help you sit down on the couch then I'll grab you a sweatshirt, okay?”
“M’kay.” Leah tiredly said, wiping at her mouth as you helped her to the living room, to the couch.
“Don’t fall asleep until I get back, I’ll be fast I promise.” you said to her. You ran to your room as fast as you could then grabbed a hoodie for her, running back to give her as little time as possible to fall asleep.
When you got back to the living room Leah’s head was hanging forward on her chest, you went up to her and pushed her head back, her eyes were half closed and there was a little bit of drool coming from her mouth, you shook her little as whined a bit at the uncomfortable movement.
“Put your arms up so I can put the hoodie on you.” You said, as Leah did as she was told. You pulled the hoodie over head and onto her upper body. Seeing no point in taking her to a bed you just helped her lay down on the couch, getting her into a comfortable enough position to sleep in.
After Leah finally was laying down, no more crying or puking, you sat down on the couch next to her with a sigh. Starting to think about your weird night, now weird morning you groaned a bit feeling a headache starting to make its way known. Before you could move off the couch to grab a glass of water Leah’s voice interrupted you.
“What was your name again?” She mumbled out, realizing you never told her your name. You quickly respond. “It’s Y/N.”
“Thank you, Y/N.” After that, small snores were the only thing that could be heard from the woman on the couch. You looked at her with sympathy, then you groaned once again as the question hit you.
God, how was this gonna end up?
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A/N: Idk if anyone would want more of this cause I know I kinda left it on a cliffhanger, sorry. This also took me like 3 days to write cause im lazy so yeah, if you want a part 2 be aware. Thanks for reading.
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Drunk Stranger (Leah Williamson x Reader)
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Leah Williamson x Reader
Summary: What do you do when a drunk stranger calls you in the middle of the night?
Warnings: Please don't interact if your under 18, alcohol, swear words, throw up, drunk Leah, if any of this triggers you please don't interact.
Words: 3.6k
Authors note at the bottom. Also sorry for mistakes english is not my first language.
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You honestly weren't expecting your phone to ring at 3 am on a Saturday morning. You had been peacefully sleeping since 10 pm, after a long day at work it was honestly the only thing that had been on your mind when you got home, after nicely declining your friends to go out with them you quickly made some pasta and headed to bed for a long night's sleep. Instead you were woken up at an ungodly hour of the morning because of your ringtone.
You groaned lowly and rolled over to check who was calling you at this time, rubbing your eyes to see a bit clearer you realized that it was just a random number, groaning again at the fact that this had just woken you up, you also thought about who was calling you, clearly it was an english number so the time is the same for them as it was for you. Maybe it was something important? Why else would they call? Deciding to choose the safe option over the unsafe you pick up the phone.
“Hello? Who is this?” You asked groggily, trying to clear your throat a bit after.
“Hi” A small hiccup was heard before seemingly the women on the other end continued to speak. “It’s- I’m Leah, uh, who are you?”
A bit confused, you continued to speak. “Sorry, but why are you calling me, it’s 3 am. Do I know you Leah?”
You could hear faint music in the background from her end, also the clear heavy breathing coming from her.
“I don’t know, do you know me? I don’t think so, I’m- my phone has a low battery.” There was a small giggle from Leah’s end before she hiccuped again, the slurring in her voice should have given it away immediately, but you were honestly also running on low battery, so being fast to think wasn't what you were gonna do now.
“Are you drunk?” You asked bluntly, almost immediately regretting yourself for asking such a question to a person you don’t know. Slapping yourself mentally you try to backtrack but before you can start to speak again the woman answers you.
“Me? I’m not drunk, I just had likeee two drinks maybe, I don’t know. But I feel great.” Leah said, you could hear her moving around a bit, maybe she was in a bathroom?
Deciding to ignore the fact that this woman was most likely wasted, you respond again. “Okay, well Leah, your name is right, go get one of your friends and get a taxi home or something, don’t call strangers in the middle of the night.”
“I don’t have any friends here.” You crinkled your eyebrows a bit in confusion, who would go out completely alone?
“Well, call one of your friends to come get you from wherever you are, sounds like a pub.” You said, wanting her to hurry up a bit, knowing she has a low battery. You probably should have hung up, but the fact this woman was alone with a low battery out in a pub was worrying you a bit, even though you don’t know her.
“I don- wanna, they are sleeping, and I don’t wanna wake them.” Leah said, slurring over the line. You could hear her hiccup again, which is starting to become a more regular thing for her now. You chew a bit on your lower lip, starting to become a bit more worried for Leah, even though you don’t know her it was clear that something was going on in her head, and not just alcohol.
“So who’s coming to pick you up then, Leah?” You asked. You wanted to know if she actually had a ride home, because everyone knows that a girl walking home alone at night is never something that’s been ideal, especially if she’s drunk. It’s a sad world but it’s also reality, and you knew that.
“Umm, I dunno, maybe I'll just sleep on the street, I'm gonna go get another drink.” Leah said happily. You wondered if she was actually serious.
“Wait, what bar or place are you at?” You knew the chances were slim of you even being close to her, but it was worth a shot.
“Uh, Orleans, you know the one above Emirates Stadium the uh football Arena, I play football actually for Ars- Arsenal, I have played there…..” Leah’s rant fell deaf on your ears almost immediately after she mentioned the bar she was at. You knew that bar, you lived like 10 minutes from it.
“How do you look like Leah?” You cut her rant off, you wanted to get at least a small picture of how she might look.
“What, um I’m blonde and I have brown pants, but I spilled some vodka on them before so maybe there's a stain on them.” At this point you had already decided that you were gonna drive there, she was alone, and by the sound of it not in the right state of mind at all.
“Are you not wearing a shirt?” You asked, wanting to know as much as possible.
“Yes”
“Well what’s the color of it then.”
“It’s white, with some cool black patterns on it. Jordan got it for me.” Leah’s voice got a little quiet at the end of her sentence, then another hiccup came through the line. Choosing to ignore that she mentioned someone named Jordan, you start to throw on some clothes.
“Stay there Leah, I’m coming down to the bar.” You say as you put the phone on speaker.
“Wait really, do you wanna drink with me? That’s so much fun we can pa-” That’s all you heard before the line went dead.
“Leah? Are you there?” You check your phone with confusion, then you realize her phone must've died.
“Fuck, okay.” You say to yourself before you grab your car keys and rush out the door to get to your car.
As you start the engine to your car, you realize how stupid of a idea this really is. A random woman called you in the middle of the night, drunk, and now you are coming to the bar she’s at, to do what really, give her a ride home? But when you think of the situation she’s in, you give no second thought and start the drive towards the bar.
Arriving at a bar in sweatpants and a sweatshirt was something you've never done before, you could feel a couple of eyes at you as you walked in, but honestly you couldn't care less right now. You were only there to find Leah.
The bar is where you first notice her, or so you think. Blonde hair, brown pants and a white shirt with some cool plack patterns on it, that had to be her.
Walking up to the woman in crime, you slowly tap her shoulder so you could see more of her face. “Leah?”
The woman at the bar turns her head towards you, and god save you that had to be one of the most beautiful women you had ever seen in your life. Piercing green eyes, small small freckles over her pale cheeks, nose sculptured like a-
“Yes? Who are you, mate?” Her voice broke you out of your daydream, and the strong smell of alcohol that came with her breath, which set off the alarm clocks in your head again.
“You called me before, remember, we just talked on the phone before yours died.” You said, taking a small step back because of the strong smell of alcohol reeking off of her. Looking down towards her hand you notice the half drunk beer she’s holding.
“Oh, yes the nice lady, my phone died, sorry uh, what was your name again, I can’t remember. I can get you a drink first wai-”
“No, Leah I don’t want a drink, and I think that should be the last one for you too.” You told her, you weren’t sure how this was gonna go but hopefully you could get her out of the bar, before she manages to get alcohol poisoning.
“Nooo, don’t be a party pooper.” She whined, she swayed a bit at the stool she was sitting at, losing her balance, you took a hold of her shoulders as she fell into your chest. “Okayy, Leah, give me your address so I can get you home.”
“No, I don’t know you.” Leah said into your chest, you tried to push her away slightly but she had lingered her arms around you to keep you where you were standing, she was hugging you.
Before you could speak again you felt her slightly shake, her breathing coming a little bit more ragged. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, that is before you felt a little wetness damp your shirt, from where her face is.
“Are you crying, Leah?” You asked, as you naturally started to rub her back slowly.
“No.” Her response muffled by your chest. She was obviously lying but you didn’t wanna make her feel uncomfortable so you decided not to call her out on it again.
“Okay, how about we go outside.” You suggested, hoping that you could maybe convince her to get out of this bar, away from all the alcohol.
“No.” Her response came once again, the wet spot on your shirt becoming more damp, you decided to try a different tactic.
“Well Leah, I’m gonna go outside so either you stay her or you-”
“No, don’t go please, I don’t wanna be alone.” Leah whined into your shirt, her breathing becoming more erratic.
“It’s okay, just come with me and get some air, alright?” This time Leah nodded and you smiled to yourself in victory. As you started to move you realized Leah wasn’t moving with you, so you put your hands in her armpits to help her up to her feet.
As you started to walk out Leah was leaning into you, as she was having trouble walking on her own feet. You held her around her waist to help her a bit to keep balance.
“If we can’t go to your place, how about you crash at mine.” Honestly, you weren’t thinking before suggesting that, but what were you gonna do, really.
“Really, are you-” A burp made it out of her mouth mid sentence, right into your face, you scrunched your nose up in disgust. But when you looked at Leah again you noticed she had started to laugh instead of crying now. Now you were just glad she was laughing instead of crying.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that, I promise. Sometimes I burp a lot when I drink, it’s hones-”
“Leah it’s okay, my place?” Leah nodded at you, toppling over her own feet as you started to walk towards your car. The fact that she was slurring pretty heavily didn’t sit right with you. You had no idea how much she’s had to drink tonight, but definitely more than average.
When you got to the car you helped Leah into the passenger seat, and fastened her seatbelt. Her head lulled a bit to the side as you closed the door. You thought that maybe she was gonna fall asleep, but when you sat down in the driver's seat she seemed to be wake as a day.
Starting your car you notice Leah’s sharp intake of breath. “Tell me if you have to be sick, I really don’t want you to puke in my car.”
“I’m not gonna be sick, I just feel a little dizzy.” Leah said, as you started the drive toward your home. You weren’t sure if you actually believed her on that, so you pressed down a little harder on the pedal.
“So football, you mentioned earlier on the phone?” You thought that maybe talking to her would distract from whatever was going on in her head, so she doesnt start crying again.
“Yes, actually um I play football, in Arsenal and for England. I am captain for England, that’s cool right, we wo- won the Euros this summer. Did you see when we won the Euros?.” Leah was stumbling over her words, but a small smile was evident on her face now.
You had heard about the England ladies bringing it home this summer, football was honestly not something you took a lot of interest in, but it was still a pretty cool thing. You still had zero knowledge of the players though. “Yeah I heard, that’s pretty cool. So your job is playing football then?”
“Yep, I work as a footballer. That was always my dream as a child, so many people know me now after the Euros. I almost have like 700 thousand followers on Instagram, I don’t know what to do.”
“That sounds crazy, you must live a good life then.”
“Everybody says that, but I’m always so sad.” Leah said, tears forming in her eyes again, her breathing picking up. You didn’t know what to say, everything just seemed to come back to whatever was making her sad. So you just placed your hand on her knee hoping that physical contact might calm her a bit.
Nothing more was said on the ride back to your home. Leah’s breathing had slowed down after a while, so maybe your touch was helping a bit. When you arrived at your apartment, you stepped out of your car to help Leah out of the passenger seat. Somehow she was still awake, you’d thought she would fall asleep with how much alcohol she’s consumed.
Getting Leah to her feet wasn’t that hard, she only stumbled a little bit. Noticing her starting to fidget on her feet and her face going a little red you worried that something was wrong again.
“Are you okay?” You questioned.
“I really have to pee, like really really bad.” Leah stammered, grimacing a little as she presses her hand over her crotch.
“Okay, come on then lean on me like you did before so you don’t fall over, hurry up.” Grabbing her around the waist again you start to walk towards the apartment, Leah putting almost all of her weight on you.
As you got into the elevator Leah let go of you to grab a hold of the railing, groaning when the elevator started to move. “You good?”
“I- I think I’m gonna pee myself.” Leah spoke with a desperate look on her face, starting to cross her legs over each other.
“No you're fine, look now we're almost there now.” You pushed her out of the elevator, and towards your apartment door. You weren’t really sure if you were tryna convince Leah or yourself.
Fiddling with the key a bit, you finally got the door open. Pushing Leah inside she stumbled on the vase next to the door, making it fall to the floor and break, Leah gave you a half sheepish look.
“Sorry, I didn-”
“It’s okay, to the bathroom we go. Come on.”
Reaching the bathroom, you opened the door for Leah who half ran, half stumbled inside. You closed the door behind her and slid down the wall next to it with a sigh. This wasn’t how you expected your night to go.
“Tell me if you need anything Leah.”
Getting up on your feet again with a groan, you walk back halfway to sweep all the pieces of the vase that was now spread out all over the floor.
Rubbing at your forehead before you start to sweep, you get lost in your thoughts. What were you doing? A random woman who randomly drunk called you in the middle of the night is now at your apartment. What were you even gonna say in the morning? There was not a big chance she was gonna remember any of this in the morning, she might panic. And apparently she is a famous footballer too.
Before you can go any deeper into thought a shriek from the bathroom breaks you out of your daze. Dropping everything you're doing, you run towards the bathroom and swing the door open, to find Leah holding her shirt with clenched fists. “What’s going on, are you okay?”
“My shirt, my shirt, my- my shirt. It’s broken I-” Leah breaks out in a sob before she even can finish her sentence, the grip on her shirt tightening so much her knuckles are turning white. You notice the rip on the bottom of her shirt, it wasn’t particularly big but it was there.
You stand there a little dumbfounded not really knowing what to do, that is until you see Leah starts to sway on her feet. That’s when you walk up to her and grab her waist to steady her, so she doesn't fall over.
“Just breathe Leah, let’s sit down so you don’t fall over okay.” You speak as you take Leah down to the bathroom floor with you. Naturally Leah leaned into your shoulder and put her arms around you, hugging you as you leant back on the wall for some support. “Leah it’s just a little rip it’s fixable, you need to breathe”
Leah sobbed even harder into your shoulder, you were sure your shirt was gonna be ruined by how much tears and snot you could feel on you. You tried to rub your hand on her back again like you had done before in the bar, but Leah sat up abruptly, her hands starting to claw and pulling at her shirt, trying to get it off. You looked at her with a confused face, not understanding what was going on.
“Get it off, please I- I help me get it off, please.” Leah sobbed out in a pleading tone, still trying to get her shirt off with clumsy hands. Not wanting to make anything worse you quickly helped her out of the shirt so she was now bare with only a bra on, you threw the shirt on the floor next to you.
Leah threw herself into you after her shirt was off, hugging you so tight you almost couldn’t breathe. You had no idea what was going on but asking questions right now would be stupid so you decided to just hug her back, to try and give her some comfort.
A long time passed before Leah’s sobs finally started to subside, your back was starting to ache and your whole body felt stiff, your shoulder was sticky from Leah’s tears and snot, but there was no way you were gonna move. You heard Leah hiccup, then burp straight afterwards. Worried now she actually might throw up you push her away from you as Leah groans at the sudden movement.
Leah’s face and eyes were red with dried tears on her cheeks and hairs sticking to her sweaty forehead. Wiping at her runny nose she burps again, but this time she covers her mouth with her hand straight afterwards. That gives it away.
“Okay, I don’t want you to puke on me so come on to the toilet.” You quickly get out before you help her to the toilet, thankful for already being in the bathroom.
As soon as you opened the toilet lid Leah was emptying her stomach, the strong smell of puke was overtaking your senses as you started to hold her hair up. When Leah was finally done she laid her head on the toilet ring, her eyes closing as saliva was dropping from her mouth. Falling asleep on the toilet wasn’t ideal so you quickly took ahold of her to get her up on her feet
“Leah, you can’t fall asleep here, come on.” You said trying to wake her up a bit more.
“ ‘M cold.” Was all you got in response as Leah shivered a little, goosebumps covering her upper body. “Because you're not wearing a shirt, I’ll help you sit down on the couch then I'll grab you a sweatshirt, okay?”
“M’kay.” Leah tiredly said, wiping at her mouth as you helped her to the living room, to the couch.
“Don’t fall asleep until I get back, I’ll be fast I promise.” you said to her. You ran to your room as fast as you could then grabbed a hoodie for her, running back to give her as little time as possible to fall asleep.
When you got back to the living room Leah’s head was hanging forward on her chest, you went up to her and pushed her head back, her eyes were half closed and there was a little bit of drool coming from her mouth, you shook her little as she whined a bit at the uncomfortable movement.
“Put your arms up so I can put the hoodie on you.” You said, as Leah did as she was told. You pulled the hoodie over head and onto her upper body. Seeing no point in taking her to a bed you just helped her lay down on the couch, getting her into a comfortable enough position to sleep in.
After Leah finally was laying down, no more crying or puking, you sat down on the couch next to her with a sigh. Starting to think about your weird night, now weird morning you groaned a bit feeling a headache starting to make its way known. Before you could move off the couch to grab a glass of water Leah’s voice interrupted you.
“What was your name again?” She mumbled out, realizing you never told her your name. You quickly respond. “It’s Y/N.”
“Thank you, Y/N.” After that, small snores were the only thing that could be heard from the woman on the couch. You looked at her with sympathy, then you groaned once again as the question hit you.
God, how was this gonna end up?
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A/N: Idk if anyone would want more of this cause I know I kinda left it on a cliffhanger, sorry. This also took me like 3 days to write cause im lazy so yeah, if you want a part 2 be aware. Thanks for reading.
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Deep Sleeper (Leah Williamson x Reader)
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Leah Williamson x Reader
Summary: Leah is hard to wake up in the mornings so you decide to try a different tactic to get her up this time.
Warnings: Smut 18+, swear words, fingering, teasing.
Words: 1.3k
A/N: The classic English is not my first language so I apologize for mistakes.
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When you first woke up you were hit by the strong smell of Leah’s hair, slowly realizing that you were spooning her. Smiling to yourself, you decide to enjoy the morning with your sleeping girlfriend in your arms a bit more before you have to wake her up for the early team meeting you have this morning.
Taking your phone from the bedside table a bit later to check the time you realize it’s time to wake up the sleeping defender in your arms, which you're already dreading knowing your girlfriend is a very deep sleeper.
“Leah, love it’s to wake up.” You start slowly, shaking her a little bit while you talk. Your girlfriend does as much as stir and lets out a low groan. Groaning internally you try again.
“Leah baby, I’m actually not playing. You know we have to leave soon for that meeting with Arsenal, you need to wake up baby.” Placing small kisses on her shoulder for effect.
Leah groans again and moves a bit in your arms getting in a more comfortable position.
“I don't wanna, is too early.” She responds half slurring, half asleep. A small snore is all you hear after that. Chuckling quietly to yourself, you decide to try a different tactic.
Starting off by placing small kisses over her shoulder again, Leah stirs a bit but doesn't wake. You move your hands so you're spooning her again, moving them under her sleep shirt to slightly stroke abandon.
Leah just moves in your arms again, sighing in her sleep. Smirking to yourself you move your kisses to her neck, you suck slightly then you bite her slightly in the ear knowing she’s very sensitive there from previous experiences. Leah shifts again, but this time it’s her thighs rubbing slightly together.
You smile knowing you have her but also to how responsive she is to your touch, even in her sleep. Moving one hand down to the waistband of her shorts to tease her slightly while you move the other up towards her boobs, slowly grabbing ahold of one of her boobs massaging it you continue your ministrations with your mouth.
This time Leah moans lowly, rubbing her thighs together again. Knowing that she has to be on the brink waking up you move your hand that was playing with her shorts down slightly again to feel on top of her underwear. You suck slightly on her ear again then whispers. “Baby we have to go soon, time to wake up.”
Leah moans again, but this time you can see her eyes fluttering a bit so you decide to push it a little. Still above her underwear you press down two fingers on top of her clit, moving them slightly in a circular motion, the wetness between her legs growing per second.
“Mhmm, Y/N wha- Fuck what are you doing?” Your girlfriend stutters slightly still half asleep, moaning again when you bite her neck. “Waking you up, can’t you tell love.”
“Shit, that- feels really fucking good baby.” Leah responds while groaning, one of her hands coming to take hold of your head pushing you into her shoulder, you pinch her nipple in response and this time the blonde defender moans rather loudly.
“You seem to be awake now, let’s make some breakfast now shall we.” You tease her, drawing your hand away from her underwear.
“No, don’t stop. I’m so fucking wet, I’m so turned on right now I just want you, screw breakfeast.” Leah hurriedly says before you leave her alone in bed. Smirking at her you squeeze her boob again before answering her. “I can tell, but what I didn’t hear was a please in there.”
“Please Y/N, please fuck me.” Leah begs with no hesitation.
“I will don’t worry, just wanted to tease you a bit.” You leave a small hickey on her shoulder before you slowly penetrate her with two of your fingers and rubbing your thumb over her clit.
“God baby, I didn't know I could get you this worked up so quickly.” You say before you start to fuck her on you fingers.
The defender shifts in your arms again and her eyes rolls to the back of her head as she moves with your fingers. There’s half swear words, half moans rolling out of her mouth as you go harder. Leah’s usually not very vocal in bed but you think it has to do with the fact that she’s still very much half asleep, you don’t complain one bit.
Hitting the sensitive spot inside her, Leah’s back arches as she gasps. “Fuck baby, I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come so fucking hard- Oh God.”
“There's nothing stopping you baby, make a mess on my fingers.” With that Leah comes with a loud moan, throwing her head back into you while she grabs ahold of what she can. You continue to move your fingers inside of her helping her to ride out her orgasm.
When you feel her finally relax against you, you slowly pull out your fingers making her whine a bit. “Are you awake now love, cause if you're not I will get water and pour it over you.”
“No no, don’t do that, I'm awake, I’m very awake.” Leah gets out quickly, moving so she faces you with wide eyes. “Good because we really have to leave soon, you know.”
Before Leah can respond you pull your fingers up to your mouth and suck the remaining slick off of them, whatever Leah was gonna say gets stuck in her throat as she stares at you with blown eyes.
“Nu uh, don’t look at me like that, we don't have time for more.” You say with a half serious smile.
“Okay but how do you want me to look at you after doing that?”
“I don’t know but you're a mature girl so you'll figure it out.” You give her a teasing smile.
“Oh come on, just because I’m mature doesn't mean I want to have a bit of fun here and there.” Leah states.
“Here and there is an understatement.” Leah blushes and groans at you.
“Give me a morning kiss at least, I haven’t got that yet.” Leah states with some pink still tinting her cheeks.
“But I have given you a orgasm, your a very needy gi-”
“Shut up you idiot.” Your blonde haired girlfriend cuts you off before she leans in and kisses you. She moans when she tastes herself on your lips, as she does that, you push your tongue in her mouth.
When air becomes an issue you push her off and pull her into you so you're cuddling her. “You should wake me up like that more often.”
“I will definitely take water and throw it in your face next time.” You tell her with a slight laugh.
“Absolutely not, if you do that you won’t see the day of light again, and the sheets will be soaked, so that means you're cleaning.” Leah threatens you.
“And what exactly is the difference from that and when we have sex, you have a tendency to soak the sheets you too you know.”
“Oh my god, stop it.” Leah flushes red and hides in your neck from her embarrassment. “I don’t understand how you come up with these witty comebacks.”
“Me neither but we really have to leave now so get up and get dressed, love.”
“Fine, when we get home can we continue to have sex, you’ve got me in a mood now.” Leah smiles at you sweetly as you get up off your bed to get dressed, not a care in the world for her blunt question.
“Yes, but only because I love you.” You smile at her as you pull your shirt over your head.
“I love you too.” Leah says eyes zoomed in on your chest.
“Me or my boobs?”
“You dummy.”
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