New Romantics || j. rodriguez

Chapter 27 || Room 93

3rd Person Point of View

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The team laughed, before Carlo silenced them, "Also, I assigned people to share a room with."

"... Sergio Ramos, James Rodriguez, and Scarlet Ramos. Room 93."

Sergio proudly looked over to James and Scarlet sitting together and winked, "You guys are very lucky, I always keep spare condoms with me."

Scarlet groaned, "Shoot me now."

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There was a silence between the three unpacking their bags, besides the Enrique Iglesias playing quietly in the background. Suddenly, James gasped loudly after hearing guitar strings of a new song, "It is my favorite song!" He jumped to his feet, pulling Scarlet up with him.

"Don't be so tense! Move your hips, we are dancing!" James lip synced to the music, while resting his hands on her hips, moving them around. "I can't wait no more, I can't wait no more." James sang out loud.

"I look at you, and it feels like paradise." Scarlet sang with James, nesting her head into his neck, slowing their dance down.

"I need your love, I need you closer." James pulled Scarlet's hips to him even closer. If it was like the school dances Scarlet had gone to in high school with Marc, the balloon would have popped a long time ago. Sergio stuck himself between the younger players, breaking the dance.

James whacked his head, specifically his hair, "You ruined the moment." He angrily wispered, while Scarlet was too busy sitting on one of the two beds, laughing.

Sergio was fixing his hair as there was a silence in the room yet again, "Scarlet! I got these for us!" James bent down and searched his small suitcase for the matching red shirts.

Scarlet sighed happily at James holding her shirt to her, "Thanks, hummus."

Sergio wheezed from laughter, "Hu-hu-hummus." He slapped his knee.

James rolled his eyes and took his shirt off, to put the matching one on. Scarlet's face reddened at the sight on James shirtless. "Hey!" Sergio covered his younger sister's eyes, shielding them from James' bare body. "Cover yourself!" Sergio squeezed his eyes shut himself.

James pulled the shirt over his head, "I'm done guys."

Scarlet looked toward the bathroom, "I'm gonna go change." She ran to hide her blush from the boys.

|| Scarlet's Point of View ||

"And then he said, 'Colombia is not gonna win Copa America.', so I said-"

"James, Chicha was right, but neither Colombia or Mexico will win. It's gonna be Argentina lifting that trophy." I leaned back into my seat, pulling another McDonalds french fry to my mouth.

Sergio's mouth dropped open, "Are you going to let her get away with that?" He nudged James.

The Colombian shrugged his shoulders, starting into the Argentine's eyes, "Yeah, I guess, she is cute." James paused, "But her team did loose in the World Cup final."

I gasped loudly, causing a few heads to turn, "At least we weren't kicked out by Brazil, and I did not have a giant bug on my arm either."

"You guys suck, all you do is argue and dance sexually. I wish I was roomed with Marcelo and Iker."

"Shut up!" James and I spoke in sync. "Spain sucked during the World Cup." I added. The defensive Ramos ate his burger in silence.

"Besides, my team is full of stars, Di Maria, Kun, Higuain, Tevez, Lavezzi, Leo, and me." I explained, bringing the conversation back to Copa America.

Sergio dropped his burger, "Why are you calling him 'Leo'! He is the enemy!"

I laughed, "Not for me, all year long I get to play with the best player in the world, and Ronaldo too." I threw a fry at Sergio's face, nobody judges my friends.

"We should go back, Carlo said no later than twelve, it is eleven-thirty."James laid bills on the table as a tip.

Author's Note ||

I finally got some insparation for this, and I am hella excited. I get bored a lot and if you ever want to talk to me kik me; cakefeels . I was 5sos af and still am 5sos af. I was falling asleep editing this, so good night! Here is a shock, the end of the book is coming close...