Chapter 11.

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I had a shower and got dressed in Eva’s room since that was where I was spending most of my time and would be for the remainder of the trip by the way things are turning out.

I dressed in a short skirt and a tie-die top. I put on some white heels and straightened my hair. I added a small amount of make-up considering I was going on a night out. I also wore the ear rings that Michael had bought me for my birthday last year. They reminded me of him and that’s what I wanted. I want to think about him because he’s my best friend and I don’t want to lose him.

Me and Eva made our way down to the lobby where the rest of the United family were waiting for us. Turns out we were the last ones. I saw Michael talking Ashley Young. I took a deep breath and Eva linked our arms together. I smiled at her and she smiled back.

‘’let’s try and enjoy ourselves yeah?’’ she whispered. I nodded and she grinned.

It was a short walk through the beautiful town of Madrid. Right by the beach. The moonlight shone down and reflected onto the ocean, it looked so pretty. We heard a load of voices and laughs as we came to a very posh looking restaurant. I looked inside to see the Real team from earlier. I threw my head back and groaned.

‘’Eva, they’re going to talk to me and I want to talk back but I don’t want things to get worse with me and Michael!’’ She pulled me aside whilst the others went in. We went and sat by the beach on a bench.

‘’Alice listen, you’re going to have to talk to them at some point. Michael will get over it. You can’t stay mad at each other forever! You two are like inseparable, you enjoy you’re night and face Michael when the time comes’’ I nodded and pulled her into a hug.

‘’Thanks Eva, you’re amazing’’ I grinned

‘’Don’t we all know it’’ she winked and flicked her hair.

We walked back across the street and into the restaurant. The only spare seats were either next to Michael which was a big no-no or next to Cristiano at the other end of the table. Alice sat down next to Michael and I mouthed ‘thank you’ to her. She smiled. I walked to the other end of the table to Cristiano.

‘’Hey, do you mind if I sit here?’’ I asked, smiling

‘’no, of course not’’ he stood up and pulled the chair out for me, I blushed

‘’thank you’’

‘’no problem. I don’t believe you’ve met the others?’’ I shook my head, ‘’this is Sergio, Xabi, Ricardo or Kaka as everyone calls him…’’ he introduced me to them all and they were all super nice.

After we’d ordered, my phone buzzed multiple times. I pulled it out of my pocket and it said I’ve got some tweets.

‘@sophiaaaaa: first Michael and now Cristiano, I feel sorry for them both. #Slag’. A picture of me and Michael hugging and then Cristiano with his hand on my back were tagged.

‘@reddevilryan: what are you playing at? Leave the lads alone you slut’. And more like that. A tear escaped my eye and Cristiano must’ve caught it slip.

‘’hey, why are you crying?’’

‘’oh I wasn’t I-‘’

‘’I saw you, Alice, please tell me’’ he whispered. I sighed, knowing he wouldn’t give up

‘’can we go somewhere else then?’’ I looked at him and he nodded. We walked out the back way into a pretty little garden with a pond and little rows of flowers.

‘’so what’s up?’’

‘’I’m getting a lot of hate on Twitter and sites like that…I don’t even know why…’’ I showed him my phone and he sighed and handed it me back.

‘’It happens to all of us Alice, you just have to ignore it because it’s not true…’’ I nodded. ‘’it’s not just that that’s a problem is it?’’ he‘s known me for about 5 hours and he can already see right through me. I shook my head and he pulled me into a hug. I hugged back, forgetting what Michael had said. I needed a friend and Cristiano was one now.

‘’you wanna tell me?’’

‘’well, Michael’s my best friend and he told me something about you Real Madrid men and I guess when you started talking to me earlier he got kind of over protective of me and now he won’t talk to me. We had a huge argument and…’’ I stopped because I was crying too much. He hugged me again and rocked me back and forth.

‘’what did he say?’’

‘’he urm…he basically said you were all man-slags but I don’t believe that’’

‘’what! That’s not true! I know I may have a bit of a reputation with women but none of us are man-slags!’’

‘’I didn’t think you were, you’re too nice’’ we both laughed.

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