The brunettes room was completely empty, besides her TV; dresser and bed she and the footballer carried her things to the car. The footballer and the brunette took one good look at the house before leaving. "are you ready amor?" The footballer asked asked the brunette. The brunette nodded she sat in the footballers black Ferrari, the footballer slowly backed out the the brunettes drive way and drove away.
the brunette and the footballer arrived at the footballers house, the brunettes mouth dropped once again she and the footballer grabbed her stuff to carry it inside. "I'll show you your room." Cristiano said smiling at the brunette, they both hauled her things up stairs into the bedroom.
"This doesn't look like the guest bedroom." The brunette said placing her things down by the door, "because it's not" the footballer said grabbing his things and moving it to the guest bedroom he went back and forth grabbing his clothes emptying out his dresser and his closet. "Cris, no it's fine por favor stop this is your room originally I cannot just take it." The brunette said trying to stop the footballer from grabbing anything else. The footballer shrugged to the brunette he kindly moved her away from the door. "I want what's best for you amor." The footballer replied, "then sleep in here with me." The brunette said she felt guilty of kicking him out his own bedroom and he wouldn't make her sleep in the guest room. The footballer sighed and closed his drawer, "If you insist" Cristiano smirked at the young brunette. The footballer left the room leaving the brunette to unpack, she placed her medals on a hook over her dresser and placed her photos with her father on her dresser. She unrolled her Barcelona posters and hanged them. the brunette finished unpacking, she left the bedroom to go make something to eat. The house was silent the only sound that was made was the wood floor creaking the brunette made her way to the kitchen she made her self a salad and sat at the table. The brunette felt awkward, the footballer was no where to be found. The brunette heard lifting and sounds of a treadmill, she followed the sound a glass window was showing the room Cristiano was running on the treadmill. The brunette walked to the kitchen and grabbed the footballer some water the brunette slowly walked in, cristiano was lifting weights his back muscle was showing very muscular
"here." The brunette said holding out the glass to cristiano he left go off the weights and receive the glass from the brunette "Orbigado amor" the footballer said drinking the drink the brunette felt awkward, she didn't know what to do. The brunette went back into the bedroom, she sighed as she grabbed her galaxy ball her father have to her on her 15th birthday. She went to the back door and laced up her sneakers and walked out the back door. The backyard was huge, the pool was bigger than before the brunette started to juggle and freestyle with the ball. Sweat began to roll down the brunettes cheeks she tried doing double around the world the brunette failed horribly her body was aching she wanted to achieve to be on the women's soccer team ever since she could Kick a ball. the brunette stretched out her legs.
The footballer was watching her practice with her galaxy ball, free styling and juggling. The footballer was impressed until she fell. The footballer chuckled he went outside to see if she was alright the brunette raged she slammed her hands ripping the grass out. "hey hey, calm down that grass was freshly cut" the footballer said sitting beside the brunette gave the footballer a dirty look, the brunette sighed putting the ball between her legs. "Don't worry, you'll get it- it just takes practice." The footballer said smiling at the brunette. The brunette gave Cristiano a haft smile. "Let's go back inside, it's late plus we got to wake up early." Cristiano said getting up with an open hand to help the brunette up. "Where are we going exactly?" The brunette said as the footballer pulled her up with a firm grip. "Just out." The footballer said the brunette sighed as she stomped upstairs she changed into her Barcelona tank top and her nike shorts. The footballer was already in bed the brunette laid in bed on her phone no contact from her friend or even her own mother. the footballer rolled over his drool went all over the pillow. The brunette smirked she opened up her camera and took a selfie, she wasn't gonna post it to Instagram but keep it for memories.
A/N I'm so sorry for not updating sooner. :( problems w/ friends k?
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Soccer Or Pain { Cristiano Ronaldo}
FanfictionLizete Calisto born and raised in Portugal has been playing soccer her whole life with her dad, until her father died of a drunk driver. lizete wants to continue her career until she meets the man who caused her father death.
