September. || mario gotze ✔️

Happiness hit her.

2015 to-do list:

-Keep up the homework.

-Start preparing dad's birthday gift.

-Watch the six seasons of Lost. 

-Remember Gotze's birthday. 

-Make Germans friends in school. 

-Cook a desert.

-Visit my mum. 

Catalina found herself in her room, writing plans a wishes in a white paper. Her hopes of being outside playing in the garden were overthrew by the cold and the amount of snow. Joachim was very concentrated in cooking some meal of him, so he had run to the shop to buy the ingredients he was missing. Her Saturday afternoon only could be rescued by the the arriving of Mario and Bastian, with who had decided to take a coffee and talk about life. 

Meanwhile she watched the paper...visit my mum, visit my mum...The phrase walked around her eyes and her mind over and over again, filling the blanks spaces in her head with questions, fear and doubt, and hope.  

The bell rang and two bayern's players appeared in the front door.

'How is our little German woman proyect?' asked Bastian in a childish voice.

'I'm not little anymore, dude. I'm eighteen' Cataliana answered seriously.

'Oh, so typical of these teenagers nowadays' Mario expressed.

Although both of them agreed to hide the kiss and all the things that happened that New Years's eve, a smile was shown in their faces every time they saw each other.

'Where is your father, Cata?' Bastian felt curious.

'I think he is turning the city from head to bottom to find what he needs to cook I don't know waht meal'

They sat in the couch, with chips and coca-cola resting on the table, and the talk was started. They chose topics like football, boys and girls (whose conversation was a little unconfortable for Mario and Catalina), Joachim and Cristiano Ronaldo's body.

'Hey hey, I've got something to tell you' the girl exclaimed. 'I've made a friend in the school' she finished clapping her hands and jumping in her sit.

'Ohh! that's great Cata' the men exclaimed unisound.

'I'm really happy for you, girl. You look very different to the girl that came in September' said Bastian in an patronizing voice. 'And now, I'm sorry fellas but I got to go, would you guide me to door, miss Low?'

'Obviously, mister Schweinsteiger '

'Are you coming with me, Mario?' the blond asked curiously.

'Em... no, not yet, I just need.. em...yes that, I'm gonna stay'

'Oh...sure Gotze' Bastian winked an eye.

After the goodbye, Catalina and Mario sat down in the same place, a bit closer this time. The silence was heavy and the could feel the other's breathing.

'So?' he asked suddenly.

'So...what?'

'Nothing...just... will you tell me about this new friend?'

'Oh... why do you want to know?'

'I don't know, because I'm your only German friend?'

'Hey, wait, don't you smell that?'

'What?'

'Jealousy is in the air' she laughed.

'Oh, c'mon Catalina! You're so fool'

'It's a girl, dude. Her name is Jenna and she's helping me with everything, so shut up!'

'Oh... but maybe, I don't want to shut up...voluntarily'he said in a look challenge.

'Don't start with that, Mario. We've already talked about that'

'And what if I don't listen to you?' he asked sarcastically, leaning closer.

'And what if I punch you in the face?'

'Wow, so feminine!'

'As always!'

In that moment, Joachim showed himself in the house.

'I HAD EVERYTHING FOR DINNER' he exclaimed in a glorious shout. 'Turn on the have, please Cata... oh wait, what are you doing here?' he put attention on Gotze.

'Oh.. I was with Bastian and then he left and we were just talking and...'

'It's ok Mario, I think you've made your point' Catalina cut him off.

'Ok, now that you're here, you're going to be our assitant' Mario looked at him without knowing what to do. 'C'mon! C'mon! Put on a chef's apron'

The three cooked the meal and, sitting on the table, they all enjoyed the fluid conversation and the delicious atmosphere. After finishing the dessert (that, Mario had cooked), Gotze waved goodbye and went home.

'Would you explain me now what Mario was doing here?' asked repently Joachim.

'Oh..em...he was with Bastian and they came to visit me and you, but you weren't so... and then Bastian had to go, so we watched some tv and we were about...' asnwered Catalina a little too nervious.

'It's ok Catalina. By the tone of your voice I understood everything' Her dad winked at her.

'Wh-what everythig? There's no everything to understand'

'I may be old, but I'm not a fool, be calm Cata...'

At that moment the phone rang.

'I'll go' Catalina said.

'Nono, finish with the dishes, I'll go'

Catalina stayed in the kitchen. A few minutes later, she approached her dad to ask who it was. However, Joachim's face gave her bad news.

'What happen dad?'

'I...I...I think we have to do a little trip to Argentina, honey' he tolder her with the phone in his hand.

'WHAT?'

'Your mother is in a hospital, in a really serious situation'

And in that moment, happiness hit her.

Hellou! I'm back! well, hope you enjoy this chapter. I'm sorry if it's too short but I'm having troubles with my writing. With this new format to wirte the stories, I can't find the autocorrector, so I'm sorry if I made many mistakes.

Have a nice day! :)