#lian dunbar imagines

N/A: Fist of all I want to say sorry because I’m not american so I have no idea how to play lacrosse, just what I watch and yasss, second one, hope you like it, dont forget to say if you like or not, and I’m receiving request :)

Inspired on the movie “She’s the man”

(Request)“Anon: Can you write a Liam imagine where the reader is on the lacrosse team and beats Liam? Thanks”

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Your Pov

My mom always said “I’ll suport you whenever and wherever you are, because since ever you’re my daughter” but well, she couldn’t know what she will need to support.

There’s nothing over, something that nobody never know, no, nothing like that, I’m just a girl who loves lacrosse. But not watching the game, I love playing Lacrosse. In my old school, I used to practice but then the coach saw some abilities on me and started to call me for the games. As it could be obvious, some guys didn’t like a bit of it. I was a girl…beter than they were, ocupating their place.

In a moment, I wasn’t playing Lacrosse anymore, I was just the punching bag, and of course that 1) My mom was about to kill the coach because he kept putting me on field and 2) The coach was overwhelmed with all the guys asking why could a girl play. That’s why you can find me now, moving to other city, other school, but obviously also another Lacrosse Team.

But this time my mom didn’t support, she said that I couldn’t be on team this time, and if she heard about me being on team, well, someone would miss a daughter.

Then I tought, (y/n) couldn’t play but what if Max could? Oh, of course, Max is my brother, but he doesn’t like Lacrosse, what means, yes I’ll register me but with his name and I know that he wouldn’t matter anyway.

After all my plans doing well, it’s was the day I would execute its. Max had received his uniform yesterday, so I’ve already worn it together with tons of ribbon to hide my boobs, I held my hair and put the helmet. I was Max.

Arriving the field, some guys looked me surprised because I was freshman, new at school and the only one who arrived completely dressed up. I heard the coach calling me, because of my old one, he knew about me being a girl, and he was pretty astonished that I was real and not a joke, and of course, that I keep going throught this.  

_ (y/m/n) are you sure about this? My boys can be really…rude. - he said looking to my tip toe foot until my eyes throught the helmet.

_ Yes, I’m 100% sure.  

He said just to me be carreful, and don’t cause a fight.

We started practicing and coach let me train goals so I wouldn’t confront the boys, but as he know at the end of practice they play a little game. Better team x Worst team. Yeah, we know that’s not fair but it’s a game isnt?  

And of course coach let me out of this. In the middle of the game, one of the guys fell in the field screaming in pain, coacha had to take him off the field and I dont know if he wasn’t paying full attencion, he let me in.  

I was in the worst team, I dont mind anyway, I just wanted to play. The game started and instantly I got the ball and scored a goal. Everyone was looking at me now. After some minutes playing we were tied, 2x2. I was running to catch the final ball, and I swear I didn’t notice that the number 9 would too. Eventually, we shocked each other, and he fell above me.

When I looked to his eyes I was totaly lost. And I dont know about him but he stayed in that position too much for someone who just beat me. Coach came back and unfortunately he was so scared by the fact I could have died that he yeleed my name. Loud and Clearly.

_ GET YOUR ASS OUT FROM HER DUNBAR, WHAT THE HELL! - he said angry.

Now, everyone was looking at me. Then I heard someone making joke about “Max being a girl” and I thought, ‘He can handle it’ so all I had to do was get up and keep playing, but guess what, I mess it up. When I was about to get up, my helmet stayed in the field, and I felt my hair falling down my back.  

_ Oh shit - I said and everyone was like “whaaaaaat”

_ Wait, that’s a girl? - someone yelled laughing.

_ She’s a girl player bettter than you idiot! - Dunbar, I think it’s Liam, said.

_ And you better run this field 4 times or can go to your house, NOW! - Coach said.

_ Thank you, but you didn’t need to. - I said to both of them.

_ Of course I need, isn’t everyday that a beat a beautiful girl who can play lacrosse better than me…an about that, I’m sorry. - Dunbar said smiling to me.

And before I could get more feeling I heard coaching yelling: BACK TO GAME IDIOTS

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