Choices

5

As me and Sam are walking towards my little red car, someone calling my name causes me to stop and turn round.

It's Kylian.

He jogs over to me with his phone in hand and my heart has already begun to pick up pace. "Olivia, before you go I wanted to ask if you wanted me to send you the pictures?" The footballer is biting back a smile and I am holding back the biggest blush.

"Errr..." I stutter.

"Yes she does," Sam butts in and steps in front of me, I send a glare in the kid's direction and he sends me a knowing smirk back. "Her Instagram is @oliviaadams."

"Cheers mate." Kylian grins at the fourteen year old and I get my phone out to go on Instagram. I bite my lip in slight embarrassment and happiness.

I get a notification saying that @k.mbappe has requested to follow you. I accept his follow request and a message pings through with three pictures attached. "Thanks, I'll see you tomorrow for training." I bid goodbye and get into the drivers seat of my car.

Kylian fist bumps a very proud Sam. "I'll see you on matchday Wednesday, Sam, and you, Olivia, I will see tomorrow." He winks and I nod unable to say anything without embarrassing myself. I can already feel my cheeks getting hot.

"See you Wednesday." My brother calls after him as Sam gets into the passenger seat.

The Frenchman waves goodbye and I pull out of the car park. As we come to a stop at a red traffic light. I take a deep breath calming my heartbeat. I then turn to the ever so-quiet-boy next to me. "Samuel Adams, you twat!"

"Only doing you a favour, Olivia Adams, you didn't speak to the poor lad for a good ten seconds."

"No, but..."

"No buts, Olivia, if I hadn't have given him you Instagram we would still be there now." Sam shrugs his shoulders and I shake my head.

I drive us home, the two of us with smiles on our face.

* * *

I post one of the pictures that Kylian had sent me on my Instagram. I have also had a lot of the PSG team requesting to follow me since this afternoon, so I am assuming that Kylian shared it with at least one of the squad members.

A loud crash sounds from the kitchen.

"Babe!" Jack calls me from the living room. I ignore him as a comment from Kylian comes through. "Babe!" I continue sitting on my bed reading the comment. "Babe!" The comment reads... "Babe!" The door to the bedroom bursts open making me jump out of my skin. Jack stands there in the doorway.

"Fucking hell!" I exclaim and hold my chest.

"I have been calling you for the past I dunno how long, Sam has dropped a plate in the kitchen." My boyfriend tells me.

"Right? Has it been cleaned up?" A frown clouds my face as I look up at the twenty one year old man.

"Yes I am doing it now!" Sam yells at us from the kitchen and the sound of the hoover echoes throughout the flat.

"No need to shout!" Jack yells back and I flinch from the noise.

"Jack, quit it with the shouting would ya." I huff shaking my head at him.

"Whatever." He leaves the room and I go back to reading the comment from Kylian.

@k.mbappe made up that you have joined us Olivia, great brother you got there!

A blush creeps onto my face and my heart skips a beat from happiness.

He is so lovely.

"Babe!" Jack shouts again and I roll my eyes getting up from the bed.