Two best friends Vanessa and Sofia fly to their dream destination Italy, Amalfi coast for a week. But they have no idea whats going to happen when they meet two famous soccer players.
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Two days later.
Its 8pm and me and Sofia are getting ready to leave to the airport because our flight is at 11pm to paris, "are you done?" Sofia walks into my room.
"Yeah just a sec" I sit on my suitcase so I could zip it. "So we're leaving to Paris aren't we?" She looks at me smiling. "We sure are" I smile back at her.
"Ah I'm so excited!" Sofia jumps in excitement, "hopefully they'll sign me up for modeling" I mutter, "Hopefully they will ness" She hugs me.
Mbappe sends me a text message from instagram that read,
Text me when you get here.
"Mbappe?" Sofia asks, I nod and text him back with an ok.
"You too are getting a little close with each other" she raises and eyebrow.
"Yeah we're just friends like I don't feel anything towards him its nothing to what I felt with ney" I say getting a flashback from two days ago.
Flashback:
I storm outside the restaurant wiping away the tear that was on my cheek.
I waited for them to come outside while I gathered myself because no way I'm letting them see me cry.
Sofia walks out with rich by her side smirking. "You okay ness?" Sofia hugs me, "yeah I'm alright" I try not to cry.
"Were you crying?" She looks at me both her hands now on the sides of my face. "No I wasn't its just my hair got into my eyes and they hurt me now" I mumbled pushing her hands off me.
"Where's everyone are they okay?" I ask her, "don't you lie to my ness" Sofia warns me, "I'm not lying" I tell her.
Neymar and Mbappe walk out the restaurant both of them hand bruises on their cheek.
"Oh my god honey are you alright" Kia runs to Neymar holding his face. Neymar flinches and steps back, "I was so scared!" Kia wraps her arms around his neck.
"Im okay" he reassures her, she gets closer to his face kissing him on the lips.
He didn't pull away, he kissed her back.
Sofia and rich both look at me worried, I clear my throat looking away from them kissing.
He beat the shit out of this man for me and then kisses kia. I feel my breathing getting heavier and I sit down on the bench.
"You okay ness did they touch you?" Mbappe walks towards me sitting beside me at the bench. "Are you okay?" I look at his bruise.
"Don't worry about me, did he touch you?" He asks me again. "No he didn't I'm okay" I say looking back at Neymar and Kia who just got into the car.
