instagram, kevin alvares

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"no lo puedo creer que me siguió."






































kevin laid on the grass of the field after practice scrolling through his phone. going through the stories of the people he follows, he came across yours. it was a picture of you on set for a new movie that you were staring in. he found himself replaying your story for what seemed like forever.

he was distracted by someone yelling at him, "ey, cabron! andale que ya se nos va a ser tarde!" alexis vega yelled from across the field. kevin sighed and pushed himself off the ground and made his way to grab his bag.

meanwhile you were currently in your dressing room getting ready to shoot your first scene of the day. while you were getting you hair done, you went on your phone to distract yourself.

you scrolled through your socials until a notification pops up from the latest news. you clicked on it and waited to the page to load. after it did the big bold words took you by surprise.

young and famous footballer KEVIN ÀLVAREZ who is currently playing for the mexican national soccer team, has recently spoke highly of Y/N Y/L/N, a beautiful and talented 22 year old actor.

your eyes scanned the screen trying to comprehend what you were reading. thee kevin àlvarez was filmed during an interview where he confessed his crush on you. you couldn't deny that he was handsome. your face went as red as a tomato concerning your hair stylist.

"girl, you're not gonna pass out on me, are you ?" she nervously chuckled. that brought you out of your thoughts and looked at her through the mirror. you noticed your face and cringed. "sorry, it's just this thing on twitter." you replied.

"oh, of your new little stalker." she smirked.

your eyes widened. was he a stalker?

"wait you know about that?" you asked, highly confused that everyone is aware of this situation but you. you had read the comments and some where hashtags with your names put together.

other comments were oddly rude but you shook it off. "everyone knows, honey. that was posted last night after eleven." she continued to tease your hair as she spoke.

"huh," you didn't have much more to say so you kept quiet. the more you thought about it the more you realized that he had followed you only a couple months ago.

however, you never followed him back for whatever reason. you founded his account and your finger glazed the follow back button, you were hesitant.

"just follow him back already!" your hair stylist said, making you jump. you laughed and after a couple of seconds you clicked the small blue button.

there was no going back now.

for some reason you waited for something to happen. you stayed seated and kept looking at your phone every two minutes. although nothing happened.

on the walk back to the locker room, kevin's phone buzzed in his pocket. he pulled it out and read the notification on his screen.

y/n has followed you back!

kevin screamed like a five year old girl, scaring his teammates who looked at him like he was crazy. he put his hands on his head with his jaw dropped.

"no manches! no puede ser!" he repeated as he paced around the room turning off his phone and turning it back on to make sure he wasn't tripping.

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