My Unexpected Soulmate ||| Cristiano Ronaldo 🤍

Chapter 8

This morning was a bit of a crazy one. I woke up at 2 am and only just managed to crawl out from underneath the warm sheets. I showered and changed and packed my last minute things like my toothbrush and charger. I was running behind schedule which meant I was running around my house like a crazy person to make sure I had everything.

I only just made it to the airport on time and boarded my flight. For almost the whole 4-hour flight there was screaming baby. I love kids don't get me wrong, but I was not in the mood this morning to listen to one scream as loud as it could for hours on end. I just wanted to sleep.

The plane landed and I rushed out of there as quickly as possible for everyone's safety. I made sure not to make eye contact with anyone so no one had the opportunity to look at me the wrong way because otherwise I am pretty sure I would have punched them in the face.

I grabbed my bags and got the hell out of that airport and found a taxi. I got in and gave them the street name. I didn't want to give away Cris' address so he just dropped my off on the street and I walked the rest of the way.

That leads me to right now, stood in front of the big gates of the football legends home, suitcase in one hand and bag in other about to face my heartbroken best friend. I take a deep breathe and open the gate and begin walking up his huge driveway towards the front door.

Eventually I made it and knocked lightly on the door and stood back and patiently waited for the Portuguese man to open up.

I heard a click of the door being unlocked and then I saw the door handle move down and the door move to reveal an exhausted and devastated Cristiano Ronaldo. His brown eyes are red and puffy from crying and tears start to flood his eyes when he sees me. I drop my things and pull him in for a hug. He started sobbing into my neck and my heart broke even more. I hug him tighter and hold back my own tears. Seeing him this way hurts me so bad. What did he ever do to deserve this?

He calms down after a few minutes and he looks at me. I run my thumb across his cheek to wipe away the tear and then I say "come on, let's go inside"

I grabbed my bags and we went inside. We walked to the kitchen and he took a seat on one of the bar stools he had. I started making us a drink and let him explain everything to me.

"I really don't know why she left me, everything was fine the night before"

"She wasn't off with you or acting different?" He shook his head no "Did you guys fight the day before she left?"

"Yes, the same argument we always have but like always she started it and because of how many times it had happened I didn't think she would leave" he is so frustrated.

"I know. It's not your fault Cris but hey, if she was not only able to walk about from you but her own daughter and 3 other kids that were basically her own without even trying for custody, then you guys are all better off without her, I promise you. No mum could ever leave her child, especially not one who is only a few months old."

He smiles at me "thank you Alyssa, I really don't know what I did to deserve you"

"Babes, you do deserve me. Don't ask what you did just be grateful that me, the best and most amazing person in the world, is right here in front of you" I said flipping my hair over my shoulder and looking him in the eye. We both burst out laughing. It was a genuine laugh to. I calm down and look at him. He had a huge smile on his face and he is still giggling. I smile. This is all I ever want for him.

Happiness.

"So what are we doing today then?" I asked passing him a drink.

"Well, that's up to you. I don't really mind. I could do with going shopping."

"Okay, when do you want to go?"

"Whenever you want."

"Okay, we could go now since we aren't doing anything."

"Let me go get ready and then we can leave." He jogs upstairs to get ready and I walk over to my suitcase and take out my make up bag.

I walk over to the huge mirror and put on my concealer and blended it out. I put on a bit of power foundation and some mascara after curling my lashes. I highlighted the inner corner of my eye and brow bone and put on some lipgloss. I smacked my lips together and then brushed my hair. Just as I put down my brush Cris came down the stairs.

"Ready?" He asked when he got to the kitchen. He brushed his fingers through his hair and looked at himself in the mirror. I took my chance to check out what he was wearing. A plain white t-shirt and black jeans with a black bomber jacket. He had black converse on and his hair was gelled back.

"Like what you see?" I snapped back into reality and realised he was looking at me. A smirk appeared on his lips. I looked at my feet and felt my cheeks heat up.

I cleared my throat before saying "Yep, let's go" he giggled and then walked away and I followed behind him. He walked out the door and to the garage and opened up the door. There were 3 cars, all stunning. I stood there staring at them. I'm not really a car person but I can appreciate a nice one when I see it.

"Come on" I looked over and saw he had opened the car door and was gesturing for me to come and get in the car.

I got in and he closed the door before he walked over to the drivers side and got in. He started the car and drovee to the food store. There was Italian music playing through the speakers so I didn't understand anything. I looked out the window and watched the houses pass by.

The car came to a stop in an empty space and he pulls out a cap and sunglasses from the glove compartment in front of me. He puts them on and we get out of the car. He put his arm out so I could link mine with his. We walk into into the store and grab a trolley and we started to grab the things we need.

We got everything and then we walk to the till.

"Hello, how are you guys today?" The polite guy at the till asked.

"Hi, we are good thank you" Cris answered.

"Oh my. You're Cristiano Ronaldo" he said looking at Cris in disbelief.

"Yes I am. Hi, it's nice to meet you"

"You too. Do you mind if we take a photo?"

"No of course" the guy pulled out his phone and they posed for a selfie. I smiled at this and it reminds me of home. Going literally anywhere with Jesse or Marcus or any of the other lads on the team and they would get stopped so people could ask for a photo.

Sometime it would make me jealous because people didn't know who I was. Obviously I didn't expect them to but this was the life I had dreamed of as a child. I had always wanted to be famous and I was watching people live the life I wanted. But this, this made me happy. Seeing him smile made me smile and feel no jealousy.

After the photo, the guy went back to scanning out things. We paid and took our shopping and left the store. We put the shopping in the boot and drove back to his house. We laughed and joked all the way back.

He parks the car and gets out and opens my door for me. He helps me out and we take the shopping into the house. We put it in the right places and then go sit on the sofa.

"Wanna spend the rest of the day watching movies?" I ask looking over at him.

"Yes!" He grabs the remote and turns on the TV. "What shall we watch?"

"Whatever you want"

He picks a movie and we start watching it. We spend the whole day just watching random films and talking and eating random sweets. Well I was eating sweets, he had a few but you know Cris, he has a strict diet.

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A/N - hope you guys enjoyed this chapter ❤️

So Jesse has just signed a loan deal with West Ham and he will be playing there until the end of the season. I really hoped he wouldn't leave but maybe he can play some first team football at West Ham and improve. He can then come back to us in the summer and maybe even play regularly for our first team again. But I wish him all the best at West Ham.