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The long-awaited day, Real Madrid versus Liverpool. After a few days alone in the city of Madrid, Primavera felt better here than in England, the sun was hot, the atmosphere pleasant... only one thing disturbed her.
This was their last conversation with Aurélien.
After their 'fight' he had not spoken to her except he had sent her a ticket in the family gallery to watch the match in which they were obviously all going to play.
He just added as a message "please come, I need to talk to you, face to face"
Decidedly, many people wanted to talk to her, she thought about thinking while looking through the large bay window of the room of her hotel.
She was now in front of her suitcase, the real madrid jersey flocked Tchouaméni on it that she had been staring at for some time now.
"do i put it or not ?" that was the question.
She took him in her hands and watched him at length, he still smelled as good, there was always his smell impregnated on to her delight.
"might as well put on a jersey if it's to go to a match it would be useless otherwise" she finally said to herself.
She put it on quickly before putting it over her jacket.
cho siblings :
cho venus :
everything good
in madrid ?
little cho :
yes
dont worry !
cho venus :
okay
enjoy a lot
She had not yet said anything to her brother brother, she who used to tell him everything, she had not said not to worry him. And most of all, she knew she could fix it, so she certainly didn't want to talk to him about it.
At least she was sure and determined to be able to solve it...
trent :
so where do you
want to meet ?
primavera :
idk
it's up to you
trent :
i guess
you can join me
in the dressing room
after the match
primavera :
ok
see you
trent :
see you
꒱࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ
Trent was happy he had hope to redeem himself, he wanted to win this match at all costs and then find her as soon as possible.
He had the habit after each of his games that she finds him, always with that usual smile on his lips that he could never tire of. And his almond eyes sparkled every time he won, or lost.
He missed it.
When she comforted him when it was a defeat, and told him that he had played well.
He missed everything.
The hugs after each of his games, when he put his hands in his hair that smelled deliciously good and that he could spend hours hugging her so much that it felt good.
He missed her sticky side terribly. When it was she who came to him to hug him with all her might to congratulate him with kisses everywhere.
God, he missed her lips too... they were perfect, he loved to kiss her.
He should never have told her that.
"you okay mate ?" robbo asked
"yeah everything fine don't worry"
"Don't worry, we'll win"
"hope so"
he will win for her
YOU ARE READING
Baby you're my shadow
Fanfiction*♦̮̑ɜܓ* Primavera, trent alexander arnold's girlfriend... but hadn't she been attracted to someone else all along ? like this... real madrid footballer ? ꒱࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ
