Las Estrellas (Alexia Putellas x OC)

Girlfriends?

I lead Alexia to my car; I open the door for her, and she sits looking mad as ever. Great. I caress her hand gently right where she has her "11" tattoo, and she looks at me confused.

"Can you enter your address in the GPS for me?" I ask her cautiously giving her my keys.

"Yes, sorry." She nods and starts the car.

            I go to my side of the car, and I look at Mapi and Alba, discussing their own business. This is going to be a hard thing to manage. I get in the car and start to drive following the GPS instructions. The drive is silent, Alexia's frustration feels the atmosphere and it tenses me up. At some point, I decide to put my hand on her thigh, to see if she is mad at me too. But it seems to make her calm down as she stops moving her leg.

            She softly takes my hand into hers and gives a sweet kiss on the top of it. Then, she intertwines our fingers and caresses my wrist with her other hand.

"I'm sorry..." She whispers after 15 minutes.

"For what?" I look at her.

"For messing up. We were having a good time, and I messed up." She sounds sad. "It's just I know Maria so well, she told me so many stories about how she had sex with girls and let them down right after... I don't want that for Alba, she deserves better, she deserves love and tender and affection... not some feelingless sex that leads nowhere."

"What if they love each other?" I wonder innocently. 

"Then, good luck to prove it to me." Alexia hardens her grip on my hand. "Sorry."

"It's okay, love." This time I bring her hand to me and give her a sweet kiss. "Can I ask you something though?"

"Yes?"

"When you came back to Mapi and I, you've said something about a girlfriend?" I chuckle seeing she is blushing instantly. "Can you tell me more about that?"

"It might have slipped off my mouth..." She looks at the window. "It felt like that all night long, I just thought... never mind."

"Eh..." I stop at the red light and turn to her. "I didn't say it was a bad thing, babe."

"So, are we? Like officially?" She turns to me with a smile that could light up my world every day and I nod. "So, I can call my mum and tell her I've finally get the girl I wanted for so long?"

"That's something you could do." I giggle at her excitement. "Or you could kiss me, it would make the trick too."

"Best option." She smiles and leans in capturing my lips lovingly. "Light's green, love."

"Yeah, sorry." I open my eyes and focus back on the road.

            After five minutes, we arrive at Alexia's, and she asks me to come with her. She makes me visit her apartment, and after that she tells me to sit in the living room, while she goes to the toilets.

            I look around me and it's beautiful. I see she has put her Ballon d'Or on the table, which is pretty risky but well. Right next to it, there is a picture of her and her father, it's the one she has tattooed on her back, if I remember well.

"Nice picture, right?" I look behind me and see Alexia leaned against her wall. "I wanted him to see my achievement."

"Cool way to do so." I smile.

"Want to drink something?" She wonders.

"Water sounds good to me." I chuckle and she winks at me.

"Sure, I'll be right back."

            She goes to the kitchen and quickly comes back with water.

"There you go." She hands me a glass. "Are you close to your parents?"

"Very." I nod. "I don't see them that much now, because they are still living in France and with COVID and all, it's more complicated, but they have always been there for me and my sister, they made us realize our dreams, and I can't thank them enough for all the sacrifice they have made."

"Can you explain me why you chose Spain over France or England?" Alexia asks while caressing my arm softly.

"Well, Spain was always special to me. My dad's parents died when I was younger, I don't really remember them, but on my mom's side, my grandparents have played a huge part in our lives." I tell her. "When we were younger, my sister and I used to come to Spain for holidays, mostly in Valencia or Madrid or San Sebastian. But, after that, my grandma got sick, and my mom made them come to France. So, choosing Spain was like choosing the best part of my life, you know?"

"And what about France?"

"Well... that's different..." I sigh and she gets something is bothering me. "I've been called up once with the French National Team, right after we won against you in the Champions League."

"Didn't you go?" I wonder.

"Nope, I've declined the call." I play with my now empty glass.

"Why?" She frowns.

"At the time, my ex-girlfriend was in that team, and there was no way for me to see her or train with her or play with her." I explain.

"What did she do?" Alexia's eyes are burning through the side of head.

"She cheated." I gulp hard still pretty mad. "Treated me like I was shit, called me a liar, and made fun of me in front of her entire team. I knew girls in her locker room, true friends, like Irene, who called me and told me the truth. Since that day, I have never trusted anyone, never dated anyone else, and not even truly kissed anyone else."

"Until tonight..." She whispers.

"Until tonight." I agree. "What's why I know we're going to be okay. You don't have to worry about anyone, you are the only girl I want, and I know it's hard for you to open up, to let people in, but I assure you, you can let go with me, I won't betray you."

"I believe you." She turns my face gently with her fingers making me face her. "And you will not have to worry about anyone else either, for three years now you're the only one I am interested in, and it's not going to change."

            She ends her sentence and kisses me. It is nothing like I have ever experience before, it's powerful, meaningful, there is no rush, no wrong gesture, she moves slowly to my lap straddling me, and she puts both hands on my cheeks looking lovingly at me. I put my hand on her thighs and softly caress them making small circles with my fingers.

"Can we agree on something?" She whispers her forehead against mine.

"Anything you want." I whisper back.

"Let's keep thing slow, don't rush into sex, I want it to be perfect, not to regret anything afterwards." She murmurs scared I'll take it the wrong way.

"We'll wait until you can't resist no more, love." I kiss her slowly but deepen the kiss.

"You make it so hard." She breaks the contact and stands up. "Let's go to bed."

"Already?" I smirk and she blushes.

"To cuddle and fall asleep in each other's arms." She precises. "You boastful girl."

"Just kidding." I wink at her, and we go to her bedroom.

            We get ready for bed, laughing and playing around. Then, we naturally find a way to cuddle, the same as we woke up in Alexia and Jennifer's room during the camp.

"We love that one, right?" She chuckles and kisses my forehead.

"Makes me feel safe." I mumble against a skin.

"Have a good night, love." She whispers.

"Have a good night." I whisper back.

           I fall asleep almost immediately feeling Alexia's chest going up and down slowly. I feel relax and happy for the first time since my heart broke. And, I know it, this is what love feels like.