Just In Love. ~*~ A Marc Bartra Fan Fiction

Chapter 2 - Meeting

Just In Love

Chapter 2 - Meeting

              I left Mini Estadi after a few minutes and then made my way to the café. I ordered some coffee and a chocolate cup cake. I found a table and pulled out my notebook just to re-read Marc's message.  He had really nice penmanship. I pulled out my phone and started to check my twitter account. He arrived just a few seconds after I pulled out my phone and sat with me.

               "Hi." Marc said with a warm smile.

              "Hello." I said pushing away the hair from my face. 

              "Finally, I can talk to you." He said with a sigh of relief.

              "How long have you been waiting for this?" I asked.

              "Since the second time I saw you." He said with a half smile.

              "Really?" I said raising an eyebrow. "This is very interesting" I said smiling.

               "No, you are very interesting." Marc said leaning on the table.

              "Me? I'm just a normal girl from the states." I said trying to keep my voice steady. His eyes were beautiful and it took my breath away. "You are the interesting one."

              "If we both find each other interesting then we should learn more about each other." Mark said and I could see in his eyes how interested he was in me.

              "Sure, who gets to ask the first question?"

              "Well, that was a question, so I get to ask first." Marc said laughing. "Why did you move to Barcelona?"

              "Because I asked for a transfer, and I asked for a transfer because i wanted to live near my family and my favorite football club." I took a sip of my coffee and was ready to ask him everything. "I answered two questions, so I get to ask two now." I said with a smile.

               "That was one." Marc said shocked.

              "Two, Why I moved to Barcelona and why did I choose to transfer here." I said smiling.

              "Okay, that was two." He said  and I bit my lip.

              "Do you have a girlfriend and do you do this often?" I said and the finished my coffee.

              "No and no." He said with a warm smile.

              "Okay," I said waiting for the next question.

              "Now, do you have a boyfriend?" He said playing with the cup in his hands.

              "No," I said biting my lip. "Have you actually asked a girl to meet up with you like this before?"

              "Only once before." He didn't say anything else about that and continued to ask me another question. "Do you like Barcelona?" 

              "Love it," I said locking eyes with him. "What happened with that other girl?" I knew I was getting into really personal things and his questions were just so superficial.

              "She was interested in another guy, she used me." He said without looking away from me.  "What do you like to do when you are not in Mini Estadi?" 

              "I like to read, write, go to the movies or just walk around." I smiled and tried my best to not seem so nervous. "How about you?" 

              "Hang out with my friends, watch tv or maybe spend time with the family." Marc was so dreamy. I was so happy my spanish was okay and that he understood me. "Have you made any friends?"

              "Not really," I said looking away from him. "I am a really shy person, the two girls I know from here I met through tumblr." I said looking back at him. "I don't know what else to ask you." 

              "I still have one question." He said with a smile. "What's your number?" His questions took me by surprise.

              "You want my number?" I said and it sounded like a question.

              "I do." He said nodding. I gave him my phone number and pulled out my phone to put his number on my phone.

              "Soot." I said looking up at him. "I have to go, it was nice meeting you." I said standing up. 

              "It's okay, can I call you later?" He asked standing up to say goodbye to me.

              "Sure," I said and he pulled me into a hug. "I get out of class at 5, call me then." I said and he just nodded.

              "Nice to meet you Sarah." He said waving goofbye at me. I really didn't want to leave but I had class and I was really enjoying my time here. I really wanted to get to know Marc better but I didn't want to get my hopes up.