𝐈𝐬 𝐈𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐅𝐚𝐤𝐞?

𝐈𝐧 𝐀 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐡

"Olá?" (Hello?) I heard a voice speak up from my phone

"José.. nosso irmão.. ele está.. ele está no hospital." (José.. our brother.. he's.. he's in the hospital.) I spoke up.

"Você está brincando." (You're joking.) He replied.

"Eu juro que não. (I swear I'm not.) I responded to him. I tried to get all my energy to speak to him. I was literally about to break down.

"Onde você está agora?" (Where are you right now?) I heard him speak as I heard some rustling in the background also.

"Paris." (Paris.) I breathed out.

"Merda." (Shit.) He mumbled. "O que nós vamos fazer?" (What are we gonna do?)

"Vou entrar em contato com meus pilotos para preparar meu jato." (I'm gonna contact my pilots to get my jet ready.) I swiped my phone to message my pilots and thank God, they responded immediately. 

"Eles disseram que vão me encontrar no aeroporto em 1 hora." (They said they will meet me at the airport in 1 hour.)

"Já estou a caminho do aeroporto para pegar o meu. Vejo você em Londres, te amo." (I'm already on my way to the airport to get on mine. I'll see you in London, love you.) He hung up the call.

"Je n'ai aucune idée de ce dont vos gars parlaient." (I have no idea what your guys were talking about.) Kylian spoke up from nowhere, I even forgot he was here.

"Je vais prendre mon jet privé pour aller à Londres. Je dois m'occuper de mon frère." (I'm gonna go on my private jet to go to London. I have to take care of my brother.) I replied to Kylian as I quickly packed my stuff.

"J'irai avec toi." (I'll go with you.) He said while standing up from the bed.

"C'est bien Kylian. Vous avez une formation." (It's fine Kylian. You have training.) I placed my stuff messily in the suitcase and quickly closed it up so I could get to the airport ASAP.

"Je vais." (I'm going.) He said in a more demanding tone.

"Bien, allons-y." (Fine, let's go.) I dragged my suitcase out of Kylian's house. Well, OUR house and went into his car. I threw my suitcase in the backseat and saw Kylian running out the house with a suitcase. I got in the driver's seat and started the engine to start driving. I threw Kylian's suitcase in the back too so it would move out my way. It was so light for no reason, I wonder why.

I started driving to the airport and tried my best to not get stopped by a police officer.

"Pourquoi votre valise est-elle si légère ?" (Why is your suitcase so light?) I asked him.

"Il n'y a rien dedans." (There's nothing in it.) He simply replied while shrugging.

"Comment vas-tu rester à Londres alors ?" (How are you gonna stay in London then?) I was genuinely confused.

"Je vais juste acheter des vêtements à Londres et les ramener chez moi avec ma valise." (I will just buy clothes in London and bring it back home with my suitcase.) He replied.

"That's kinda smart. C'est plutôt intelligent." (That's kinda smart) I admitted.

"Clairement quelque chose que vous n'êtes pas." (Clearly something your not.) He said looking at the window. Did he really have to say that right now? A great way to ruin the moment Kylian!

I kept driving and we soon arrived at the airport. I already saw my pilots getting the jet ready. Kylian helped me with my suitcase as he dragged it for me, what a gentleman.

"Je suis un gentleman avec tout le monde alors ne pense pas que tu es spécial." (I'm a gentleman to everyone so don't think you're special.) He whispered in my ear.

"Je sais." (I know.) I whispered back in his ear. 

We got on the jet and placed our stuff on the side as we prepared for take off. I put on my seat belt and relaxed as I felt the plane flying. 

After a little while of just sitting and doing nothing, my eyes were getting kind of heavy. I decided to go ahead and take a nap while I'm on the jet, I guess I was tired from running around panicking. 

I soon closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. I think it was one of the best naps I've ever had in my whole entire life.

I woke up and saw that we landed in London. Damn, I slept that long?

I got off the plane with my suitcase and got into a car. A driver I found in London was driving it. 

The moment me and Kylain got in, he was already driving. I told him the situation we were in so we could get to João faster. 

It was about a 20 minute drive before we arrived at the hospital. I was so nervous to see João. What if he was in a coma? What's gonna happen? I haven't heard anything from him nor the hospital so my heart was beating fast. I might even stop breathing because of how much I was panicking.

"Hey, it's gonna be okay." Kylian comforted me as he pulled my by his side.

"I know but, it's my brother, my family. How can someone do this? If it's a small foul it's okay but he did it so strong that João's in the hospital!" I exclaimed.

"Trust me, it happens a lot." He widened his eyes as he was recounting how many times he got fouled badly. 

"That's not helping." I replied emotionless. "Whatever, let's go in." I dragged Kylian with me.

The moment we entered the hospital, I immediately ran up to the counter.

"Hi, how may I help you?" The receptionist asked me.

"Hi, were here to visit João Félix. I'm his sister." I smiled at her.

"I'm sorry but that isn't gonna work." She responded. I was very confused by her response.

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

"I bet your just another fan girl trying to get in to meet João by pretending to be his sister." She looked up at me as her eyes widened.

"I'm so sorry! I thought you were another fan girl, you don't know how many we've got today-"

"It's fine just take me to my brother please." I tried to say it in the nicest way possible. All I wanted to do was to see my brother, not to have a whole conversation.

"Of course, follow me." She quickly replied.

We walked through the hallways and entered a more private area with the nurse's pass. We went to the 5th floor and went to room 503. 

"I will call the doctor for you guys." The nurse said her last words to us. I heard her heels clacking on the long hallway as she disappeared. 

I looked at Kylian and proceeded to look back at the door. I knocked on it 3 times before opening it, and there he was, João.