Ma chérie • Kylian Mbappe

27. Say it

Emma's POV:

A few days have passed since Kylian and I spoke the last time to each other. If I'm being honest, I tried avoiding him and I think he was avoiding me too because I've never seen him in this time. Still I didn't wanna fly back to Paris. I want to support him at his game today and when Ethan had informed me that he would fly over too for this game it was clear I wasn't going back, even if he doesn't wanna see me. I'll support him no matter what.

"Ohh salut belle!", Ethan smiled when he saw me.

"Heey big boy", I chuckled pulling him into a big hug, "I missed you."

"I missed you too!", he said making me smile, "Actually I brought someone and I want you to meet her first."

"Wait you brought your girlfriend?", I was kinda fangirling right now.

Ethan waved someone over and a really goodlooking girl with long darkbrown curls came over.

"This is Isabelle, my girlfriend!", Ethan introduced her to me with the proudest smile on his face.

"Hi I'm Emma, nice to finally meet you! You look amazing!", I complimented her.

"Thank you so much, you too!", she smiled and offered me a hug.

"This is so cute I am so happy for you two", I said making both of them laugh shyly.

"Did you introduce her already to your brother?", I wanted to know.

"No it's a surprise. I'll introduce them after the game", Ethan replied and I nodded hoping he wouldn't ask me anything back about Kylian and I.

Ethan took Isabelle's hand and I followed them to our seats in the stadium, which was already pretty full.

"Presko's also here, I told him where we're sitting so I think he'll join us in a few minutes", I informed Ethan and his girlfriend.

"Who's Presko?", she asked.

"It's a friend, he plays with my brother and normally he would play in the world cup too, but unfortunately he's injured", E told her.

"Damn you're just like your brother, always getting the prettiest girls", Presko exclaimed after being introduced to Isabelle.

After having hugged every one of us he sat down next to me.

"How are you doing? I heard you told him", he whispered the last part so only I could hear him.

"How do you know?", I asked him pulling up an eyebrow.

"We talked a couple of days ago", he replied.

My eyes went big.

"Relax. It was a good kind of talk. We didn't fight or anything like that.", he spoke before I could freak out, "You know he loves you."

"I don't understand.", I said, "Then why is he avoiding me?"

"He's avoiding you?", he asked.

"Yeah, since the last time we talked, well that was when I told him everything.. He's avoiding me. Never texted me, never visited me, in fact I've not seen him once since then", I told him.

"And have you reached out to him? You know it doesn't always have to be the man to reach out first", he gave me a smile.

"I know", I rolled my eyes, "I haven't. I was kinda also avoiding him."

"So stop complaining! Go see him after the game", Presko said as my eyes were focused on the pitch where I saw the French national team walk on and in the middle of them my boyfriend.