Juan of a kind

Part Eleven

"So when's the big day???" I ask Juan on the phone. We have got extremely close in the past few weeks, we talk almost everyday about completely random subjects.
"Ahhhhhh chica, I cannot say as I do not know". His spanish accent kills me everytime I speak to him. Juan is so kind and respectful. He asks about my day, how my training is going, how Manchester is and just in general how things are.
"Juan you are no fun... David is very excited to have to here. He said you will be staying with him for a while. Sleepover party every night yes?". I laugh and so does Juan, "Karia, I will be out of David's as quick as i can, I'm very grumpy in the mornings and nobody needs to see that". He giggles to himself. No girlfriend I think... Juan is far too nice and too handsome not to be with a girl... "Ah Juan I'm sure your girl loves to see that sleepy head every morning". I say this a bit too enthusiastically and I think Juan notices too.
"Who told you I had a girl?". Shit
"Nobody I just presumed yano..."
"Why did you presume?"
I can't tell him the truth, that I think he's too hot to be single.
"Ah surely a rich young footballer like yourself would have his pick of the women". You saved yourself there Karia. I take a deep breathe and wait for an answer.
"No.... I'm single and have been for a while now.... what about you?".
Karia don't be sick.
"What do you mean me?".
"Well do you have a guy in your life? if that's okay to ask".
Oh my god.
"Oh em ha ha.... the only men in my life are the team and my father".
I laugh to cover up my forever alone-ness. I've never had a boyfriend. I've kissed guys before but never anything else.
I head Juan sigh... a sigh if relief or just a sigh.
"Wow, I mean I'm surprised yano....I, I thought you had someone... I, I mean you should have someone cause ....you're yano".
What the hell is happening?
Juan Mata is stuttering about something to do with me.... me.
"I'm what?". Karia stop talking! What are you doing asking him. He takes a deep breathe.
"You're a lovely girl, and you're em beaut- a good footballer too".
He laughs a small insecure laugh and so do I.
Midis I hear that right.
He almost called me beautiful.
No.
He didn't.
Karia stop telling yourself lies.
He can't ever like you.
He's 5 years older and is much more mature than you and-
"Karia are you okay?".
"Oh what oh ya I'm great. Just dropped.... my hat.... on the floor".
Smooth.
"Oh well me that's cool... listen I must go to training but em I'll see you soon okay?".
"Okay Juan, have a nice day. Can't wait to see you". Did I just say that... I live to embarrass myself.
"Can't wait to see you either".
"Bye Juan".
"Bye Karia".
I hang up.
Oh.
My.
God.
It did.

********* hey guys! I absolutely loved writing this chapter! I just love social awkwardness haha. More Juan to come much much more. So happy we're through to the 5th round! Well done to Cambridge to get so far in the competition. For such a small club they were fantastic. Have a nice day******