My brothers teammate [Rafinha Alcantara Fanfiction]

that's my baby

Important A/N at the end!

-"No it's all good, I'll take care of the boys here'' I laughed into the phone. ''yes I miss you too, take care of yourself, te amo'' I added before I hung up. I was talking to Rafinha on the phone. On the one hand I think that this week is going to be horrible, but on the other hand I'll see all my teenage-friends again. It's time for the cap games. Rafinha left the day after the Clásico for training with the Seleção olympic and I stayed in Spain with the boys.We arrived at the hotel in Madrid 10 minutes ago and I promised to Rafinha to call him when we're here. While Jordi went downstairs to search for Marc and Pedro I stayed upstairs and decided what to wear. I stayed in a suite with a Jordi because my brother wasn't nominated for the NT, and he decided to go to Reus for a week to stay with our parents. I looked at all my nice tops I. I decided to wear a flower skirt and a white lace crop top with my beige cardigan. I love cardigans more than shoes, is that even possible? I locked the door and went downstairs by the elevator. I recognized Morata by his jersey and hugged him from behind. He turned around and as he recognized me he lifted me up and turned around. When Sergi and Morata played for the U21 team together everyone wanted us to date, and when I say everyone, I mean everyone. But he's never been my type. He was too cute, I couldn't be with such a cutie. There's always been only one spanish player I liked back then, it's always b-..
"Héctor!" Morata screamed and I turned around and smiled from one ear to the other. I ran towards him and hugged him tighter than Morata. "Ehi preciosa, you missed me mh?"
-"More than the english chocolate, did you bought some for me?" I smiled at him like a little child and he pulled me into another hug. "How's Rafinha?" he mumbled as we hugged. I told him that he's good and that he's in Brazil.
"Stop flirting with the little boy Mía" Jordi laughed at me because I rolled my eyes again. "You know that you're my only love Jordi" I joked and Pique that came after him laughed his ass off. "Oh Jordi finally someone called you "love", we have to write this down in your pink diary." Everyone was always making jokes about Jordi because he never showed any of his girls to us and he was always swearing that they existed for real. He's a little cutiepie. When I calmed down after laughing tears with Pique, Bellerín grabbed my hand. "Are you ready?" I nodded. Today I was going to stay with the U21 team and watch them training, tomorrow I'll stay with the old lads haha. When we arrived at the training pitch I went inside and bought a coffee while the boys were running outside.
"You're Sergis sister, aren't you?" someone behind me said. He wasn't tall, but still taller than me. I recognized him as I took a sip of my coffee.
"Mh,..you're Gayá right? I'm sorry I forgot about your first name" I laughed and he laughed too.
-"José"
"Ah, nice to meet you José, I'm María by the way" I said and he nodded. "aren't you training with them?" I asked confused. I think they talked about him in TV one day. He told me that some Elche player jumped into his leg and that he still feels some pain. We both sat down next to the pitch and watched the boys playing. Bellerín smiled at me while Lopetegui, the trainer, talked to him about some tactics. I rolled my eyes.
"Do you and Bellerín have a thing?" Gaya asked and my eyes widend. "No no no no hahaha were just friends, I'm engaged" I smiled and bit my lip as I thought of Rafinha. I wish I could've gone to Brazil with him. The guys over here are awesome and they keep me from missing Rafa that much, but you can't stop thinking about someone like Rafinha.
-"Ah right, the younger Alcántara" he nodded and looked at the grass. He didn't seem to be this happy about it so I was just trying to think about something else but he spoke up again.
''I heard that brazilian boys are bad in bed, are you sure you want to be with him?'' he laughed and I laughed at him.
''Ah and spanish boys are better?'' I said with a sarcastic tone.
-''Well you've never been in bed with a spanish boy before if you have to ask this'' he teased.
''Oh yes, I forgot that you've been in bed with spanish boys before'' I laughed and he softly boxed me. He started tickling me and I had to cry because I laughed so much.
When he finally stopped and when Samper finally stopped taking selfies with me, laying on the grass, the boys started running again and me and José talked about serious things again.
''where are you from by the way?''
-''Province of Alicante, I was born in a little town with I don't know, 10 thousand habitants maybe, not more. What about you? Born and raised in Barcelona? Instead of spanish flags some Catalunya flags?'' he laughed making jokes about Catalunya being an autonomous community. I laughed at what he just said and answered him proud. ''Yes, proud to be catalan'' I winked at him ''but I was born in Reus''
-''Oh well that's not very far away, you can check the things I told you about spanish boys whenever you want'' he said and I laughed so much. He's such a tease. After some minutes Bellerín came near us, the boys did a little break from training.
''What are you talking about, we're hearing you laughing all the time'' Bellerín but didn't seemed to be very happy about me and him talking. I tried to act cool but then Gayá said ''Oh well we just talked about sex''. Bellerín looked at me with wide eyes and Gayá laughed his ass off.
''He was making jokes about brazilian boys, that's it'' I laughed and rolled my eyes again. I think I'm addicted to it. Bellerín nodded and helped both of us to stand up.
''Héctor tell her that spanish boys are better in bed than brazilian boys''
-''Well I've never slept with a brazilian and neither with a spanish boy before, have you?'' Héctor said to José with a tiny smile on his lips. I held my hand up for a highfive saying ''Oh yes, that's ma boy''. José ran to the other boys again and turned around once again ''YOU'RE NOT FUNNY'' he laughed.
''He's a nice guy'' I said to Héctor. ''Just take care of yourself, in one second he's joking but in the other he's serious.'' he answered as he grabbed my hand tight. I looked up at his face and he cletched his teeths. You could see it because of his jawbone. I tried to talk about something else.
''How are the Arsenal boys by the way? I heard you won against Newcastle!''
-''They're good, Ospina is looking forward to see you at the Copa América.'' he smiled but you could see that something was wrong.
''Tell him I'm happy to see him too, but hey Héctor, are you okay?''
''Well, I don't know. But it doesn't matter''
-''It matters! It matters to me!''I said as I stood in front of him forcing him to stop walking on.
''Preciosa, they won't wait for us we have to follow them''
-''I don't care about them, just tell me what's wrong, please Héctor, you're my best frie-''
-''Well maybe that's the point, maybe because I'm just your best friend.'' he said as he looked deep into my eyes. He looked at the ground and coughed. He looked after the other boys and Gayá screamed at us
''Come on guys you take a thousand years!'' he laughed. Bellerín reached out for holding my hands. I grabbed it and we started running towards Gayá.
As we reached the team they told us that we're going to a fancy restaurant with the ''old lads'' in the afternoon.The boys showered and me and Gayá went to the hotel again where Jordi and Marc were already waiting for me.
''Is that the Valencia kid?'' Jordi whispered into my ear while I hugged him and I nodded.
Jordi talked to Gayá for a while trying to make Sergi happy with protecting me and me and Jordi went to are suite afterwards. We had nearly 2 hours left and while Jordi showered and got ready I sat on the sofa and watched TV. I switched the channels and at some point I reached an ''Esportivo'' channel. I didn't know that they have brazilian channels here. They talked about Neymar and the Selecao and afterwards they showed the Selecao olimpica.
''JORDI!! RAFINHA IS IN TV COME HERE!!'' I screamed and Jordi ran into the living room with boxershorts, but I'm honest right now : Jordi is like a brother to me, you don't want to see your brother only in boxershorts. He searched for a tshirt and sat down on the couch.
''Yes I'm very happy to play for the Seleção'' Rafinha smiled at the interviewer
-''And are you happy in Barcelona too? There were some rumours that you want to leave Barcelona because of private problems.'' The interviewer asked and again they showed pictures of me and him together, then pictures of me and him at the pitch after our break up and scenes of the both interviews.
''No no I'm very happy in Barcelona, I have awesome friends,I love the club and me and my fiancé have never been happier'' he smiled in the camera. I bit my lips and I wish I could go to Brazil right now.
''Ohhhh someone is in loooove'' Jordi said and boxed me softly. I did the shh-gesture because I wanted to watch the interview.
-''We're happy to hear this Rafa! Is she here with you in Brazil?''
''No, unfortunately not, she stayed in Spain with the spanish NT.''
-''Oh that's sad, but you're going to show Brazil to her one day, right? Everyone has to see this beautiful country one day, and you're not jealous that she's there alone with all these spanish boys?'' the interview said and winked at him.
''Yes I'll show it to her as soon as possible and no no I'm not, I think that our relationship is built on trust and I trust her with all my heart'' he said with this baby smile on his lips.