𝐈𝐬 𝐈𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐅𝐚𝐤𝐞?

𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐎𝐫 𝐖𝐢𝐧

They flipped the coin and it landed for PSG. All the players got into their position and started playing. PSG was winning at first before one of the Chelsea player took the ball away from them. They kept passing and passing until they scored a goal. I got up from my seat and yelled to cheer for them. I saw João point at me and I smiled at him.

I looked to the PSG side to see everybody stressing out, especially Kylian. I heard he doesn't like to lose and I was scared for Chelsea.

The game was good but nobody scored. Chelsea was doing good, but the French soccer team was following up with them. 

Halftime came and the teams went back to their locker rooms. I got out of the VIP room to get some food because I was a bit hungry.

I went up to the VIP lounge counter and asker the waiter for something to eat.

"Hi how may I help you?" The waiter smiled at me.

"Uhm, hi, may I get the fish n' chips?" I asked him.

"Of course, that would be 12.15 pounds." He replied.

"Great, thanks." I know you might call me basic but I have been OBSESSED with fish n' chips since I got here. It's very good then the one back in France. I mean of course, it's made from here.

I got out my wallet and gave the man my credit card. He scanned and gave me an approval before giving it back to me.

"Your food will be ready soon, I'll go ahead and bring it to you." He smiled.

"Thank you." I smiled before I went back to my seat. I sat down and grabbed my water bottle from my bad to see all the water empty. I didn't wanna go the public area because I didn't want to deal with fans and I didn't want to go back to the waiter because I will feel bad asking him for another thing but I had no choice. I got up and ordered water before going back to my seat. 

"Here you go ma'am." He gave me a takeout box for my fish n' chips and a cold bottle of water, or should I say boto ov wota? 

"Thank you so much." I thanked him and he wished me a great day. 

I took a big gulp of the water before digging into my food because my throat was dying of yelling too much. But who's gonna stop me from yelling? Nobody. I got out the plastic fork and began eating. It was very good. 

After I finish my food, I threw it away in the trash can and went back to my seat to get comfortable before the 2nd half began. I was very excited to cheer for João again. 

I was looking down at my phone before someone tapped my shoulder. I looked back to see Makeila with her breathing uncontrolled?

"OMG Mak! Are you okay?" I asked her with excitement and worry.

"OMG I'm so sorry for being late, I tried to get here as fast as possible." She sat next to me. "João recommended that I should see you because he told me about you and Kylian." She took a deep breathe and out.

"Oh yeah.." I drifted off. "I'm sorry, no one told me I had to move in with him, but it's okay. He lives in Paris and so do you. We can still meet each other." I held both of her hand and kissed it. I felt so bad.

"Girl why are you apologizing? YOUR GONNA HAVE A WAG LIFE!" She exclaimed. I looked at her with a blank stare. I had no idea what she was talking about.

"What is a WAG life?" I looked at her but she looked at me like I wad dumb.

"You don't know what a WAG life is?" She asked me like it was the most common thing ever.

"No? Am I supposed to know?" I asked her again. 

"YES YOU ARE." She replied. "A WAG life is basically when you are a girlfriend or a wife of a famous athlete, which is you right now." She squealed. I nodded slowly at her.

"Oh great!" I fake smiled.

"Shut up, you know how many women would DIE to be in your spot? Including me." She mumbled. 

"I know, that's why I feel special." I responded and looked back at the field.

"Your gonna leave tomorrow also?" She asked me.

"Yeah sadly, I have to go back with Kylian on his private jet." I took a sip of my water.

"What are you gonna do with your private jet?" She asked me.

"I hired a pilot to park it back home." I replied. I'm so smart sometimes.

"Smart." She whispered while nodding.

"Are you gonna come back with me?" I asked her with puppy eyes.

"Girl what do you think? I'm gonna walk back to Paris or something?" She said in a duh tone.

"Yes." I responded sarcastically. 

I looked back to the field to see the referees getting ready again for the game to start. Me and Makeila got ready to cheer for Chelsea again.

Ramos scoring at 56 
Neymar shoots but the goalkeeper saves it
Mount scoring at 67
THE GAME ENDS

It was a good game and a GREAT game because Chelsea won! I cheered at the end and saw the Chelsea team celebrating their victory. The Chelsea all had smiles on their faces and jumping around to celebrate while the PSG heads was down. I saw the PSG team go back to their locker rooms quickly with the coach looking a bit mad. I was kinda scared to meet Kylian after this, hope he won't blow up on me.

I quickly went downstairs and waiter near the Chelsea locker room with Makeila. I heard couple of shouts and laughs while standing outside. After about 25 minutes, players finally started coming out. João was the 9th one to come out.

"Good job!" I ran to hug him but then I remembered he was sweaty. I made a disgusted face at first but forgot about him because they won against three star players. 

"Thank sis." He hugged me back. Makeila also side hugged him and we all talked on our way back.

"Wait omg, is this our goodbye?" Makeila asked me remembering that I had my boyfriend to go back home with.

"Oh shit, I forgot about that." I slapped my forehead. 

"Well bye amour." Makeila hugged me sadly.

"Bye babe." I hugged her back. I also hugged João one last time and waved them goodbye before going to find Kylian. I searched everywhere but found nobody. 

"Where is this person?" I groaned to myself. I kept walking until I finally bumped into someone.