I rolled over and stretched out my arm, only to feel the other side of the bed empty. It took me a minute to remember where I was and how I ended up in here. I had no idea what time it was since my phone was still turned off, but the sun was already out, so I decided to get up and look for Presko. Moving out of the bed, I tiptoed to the door, opening it slowly and calling out for him.
"Presnel?"
"I'm in the kitchen!", I heard him call out for me.
Not expecting anything bad I walked into the kitchen, just for my heart to sink down to my feet.
"What-What are you doing here?", I asked looking at the man sitting on the chair.
"I could ask you the same thing", he replied.
My gaze wandered to Presko who was standing against his counter with his arms crossed in front of his chest.
"Did you call him?", I wanted to know.
"Yes. I had to", he admitted.
"Why?", I felt betrayed.
"After you fell asleep I texted Kylian to tell him you're here and safe. It just felt like the right thing to do Emma.", Presko spoke, "You both need to talk."
"I'm leaving", I said turning on my heels and leaving the kitchen.
"Emma stop!", Kylian called out for me.
He followed me and grabbed my arm pulling me back.
"Kylian please leave me alone", I said keeping my gaze away from him.
"I'm sorry that I drank last night even though I told you I wouldn't. That was wrong, you're right. But you could have just told me you wanted to go home, I would have left immediately with you!", he explained.
"Whatever", I shrugged his arm off and walked into Presnel's room to get my stuff.
"Emma stop! What is it? What happened that made you leave and act like that?", he got louder.
"I don't wanna see you right now Kylian and I also don't wanna talk about it right now!", I yelled back.
"How can you say that now? I was so fucking worried about you all night long! I'm glad Presko texted me or else I would have gone insane.", he said, "You went to the toilet and then you were gone. I looked for you, but I couldn't find you anywhere!"
"Are you sure? Because last time I checked you were busy getting eye-fucked from this bitch!", I spat as the words just kept coming out of my mouth.
Shit.
A smirk formed on Kylian's face.
"Babe, are you jealous?", he raised an eyebrow looking amused.
"No!", I immediately hissed.
"Yes you are.", he grinned, "Come here."
He held his arms open for me, but I stayed still.
"No."
"Chérie, she is just an old friend of mine like I told you. We didn't see each other in a long time, so we were just happy to meet again", he told me.
"Didn't look like it", I said.
"But it's the truth babe. I'm beyond happy with you. Why would I throw away our little family for something so stupid?", he asked.
"What did you tell her when you left?", I wanted to know.
"I told her I had to leave. Said it was nice meeting her again after this long time and that's it", he replied.
"You didn't exchange numbers? No meet up soon?", I asked.
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Ma chérie • Kylian Mbappe
FanfictionSometimes good things are meant to fall apart so better things can fall together. -------------------- When Emma gets a job at Psg as a marketing assistant she moves to Paris for a year. Even though she was never really into football, she knew tha...