My Unexpected Soulmate ||| Cristiano Ronaldo 🤍

Chapter 28!

"I should probably start getting ready it's half 4." I say jumping up from my place on the couch.

"How long does it take you to get ready?" Cristiano asked as more of a rhetorical question but I still gave him an answer.

"About 2 hours but I also need a shower so add 20 minutes, takes us to about 10 to 7." I smile at him and place a soft peck on his cheek before running upstairs to my bathroom.

I close the bathroom door behind me and walk over to my shower and turn on the hot tap letting the water heat up. I begin to strip and take my bobble out of my hair letting my long blonde hair fall down my back.

I hopped in the shower and let the warm water fall all over my body and then grabbed my shampoo and massaged it into my scalp then turn back to the water. Once it is rinsed out, I squeeze conditioner onto the palm of my hand and run it through the ends of my hair.

After that, I leave the conditioner in my hair as I put my coconut body wash on to my exfoliating shower sponge and begin to scrub my body. I then pick up my razor and begin to carefully shave my legs, armpits and anywhere else I felt needed to be shaved.

Once everything was washed off of me, I turned off the tap and stepped out of the shower. I wrapped one towel around my head and a separate one around my body. I step up to the sink and brush my teeth. After scrubbing my teeth clean, I applied moisturiser to my whole body before readjusting my towel and heading back to my bedroom.

Closing the door behind me I walked over to my draws near my bed and got out a fresh pair of black, Lacy underwear and the matching bra. I put them on and then sat down at my vanity table.

I took the towel off my head and brushed out my hair. I got my hair dryer out of the draw to my right and began to dry my hair.

I decided to do my makeup first so I could pin my hair up out of my face. I applied foundation, concealer, contour, blush, highlighter, filled in my brows and then I decided to do a black, smokey liner out of eyeshadow, blended into a red to match my dress. Once that was perfect, I put on a pair of fake lashes. I then coated by lips in my ruby red lipstick. I smacked my lips together and pouted into the mirror. Perfect, I though to myself.

Once it was done I got my big curing wand out and turned it on allowing it to heat up. I chose this one so I have big loose curls. I put my hair into sections and got to work, wrapping medium sized sections around the hot stick, being super careful not to burn my hand. I left the curls for a few minutes to cool down before I grabbed a wide toothed comb and gently pulled it through the girls. I pulled my hair over shoulders and smiled in satisfaction at the sight.

I then stood up from my chair and made my way over to my walk in wardrobe. I grabbed my 3 red dresses and walked back into my room to try all of them on.

The first one was a knee length, off the shoulder dress with ruffles along the top. I ran my hands down it but didn't really like it for this occasion. So I slipped it off and moved onto the next option.

This second dress is a darker shade of red. It is strapless and has lace along the top which stops just below my boobs. The skirt comes again to just above my knee and is flowy. Again, like the first one, I don't feel like this dress was right for the occasion and I also feel like the colour isn't right either.

The third and final option is simple but gorgeous. It is a tight body con dress with little spaghetti straps and it stops about mid thigh. I stand in front of my mirror admiring the way the dress, that matches the shade of lipstick I have on, hugs my body in the right places. My curves are highlighted in all the good ways and you can see a little amount of cleavage but not to much. The perfect amount.

I stand in awe over my appearance and know straight away this is the dress I'm wearing tonight. I walk back into my wardrobe and grab out a pair of red straps heals. I take a seat on my bed and do them up and then reapply a little bit of my lipstick. I smile at my appearance and then take a few photos to post on Instagram later.

I hear a gentle knock on my door. "Come in." I say and Cristiano's head pops around the door. His jaw hits the floor as he steps in my door. His eyes scan up and down my body as he takes in the sight before him.

I feel my cheeks heat up and a smile spread across my face when he says the words, "You look absolutely beautiful Alyssa. I have never seen a more beautiful woman in my life."

"Thank you. You look handsome." I say as I look him up and down. He is wearing black dress pants, a black long sleeved shirt, shiny dress shoes and a red tie that, like he said earlier, matches my dress.

I take a few steps towards him and he brings me into a warm hug and places a soft, gentle kiss on my forehead. Butterflies fill my stomach once again at his actions. This man knows exactly how to get a reaction out of me.

I can feel myself falling so deeply in love with this handsome man in front of me. Falling for his warming, soft, gorgeous brown eyes, his beautiful smile, his constantly gelled hair, his rock hard abs, his talent, his voice, his laugh.

The feelings I have for this man are feelings I've never had before. Deep feelings of love and admiration. Feelings of safeness and a feeling of being home. Like I found where I belong, where I am supposed to be, who I'm supposed to be with.

As I stood there in his embrace, I thought back over all the moments that led me to right here. The first match. The drive we had when I first went to Turin. The first time meeting his family. His breakup. Our first fight. The time we admitted our true feelings. Our first kiss. And now our first date.

Excitement filled every part of my body. And the realisation set in. I'm about to go on a real date with Cristiano Ronaldo.

"Ready to go." He asked when we moved away, pulling me out of my deep thoughts.

"Yes." I smile at him as he takes my hand and leads me down the stairs. We leave my house locking the door behind us. I see a car waiting outside my house and Cris leads me over and opens up the door for me like a true gentleman.

The car ride to the restaurant was short and sweet. We spoke for the whole time, reminiscing about all the things we have done in the past year. Laughs, giggles, smiles. That's what we did the entire time. Tears pricked my eyes thinking about all of the times we share. The memories we made. This man truly is the best thing to ever happen to me.

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A/N - hope you guys enjoyed this chapter ❤️

Please comment to tell me what you thought of this chapter and vote. I would really appreciate it.

This chapter is a lot shorter than usual but I do have a reason for that which should made more sense in the next chapter. ❤️

It's the end of the season so there's no football to rant or bore you with today. There also still a bit of time before the England games start.