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Blair's POV

"I'm gonna kill myself." Blair groaned as she got ready to leave.

"Oh yes I too would want to die if I was being dubbed the best soccer player in the world right now and had to go take a photo for multiple magazines and article covers with my numerous trophies and medals." I sarcastically responded to my twin's complaining.

"Wanna go for me?" She smiled and I shook my head as I pulled the small box out of my pocket. I had bigger plans today.

"I have a big day ahead sorry sis." Blair's jaw dropped as she tried to contain her excitement silently.

"I'm so fucking happy for you Blake." She bit her bottom lip and I could see the tears start to form in her eyes.

"No no no stop that shit. If you start crying I'm gonna start crying then Ona and Aitana are going to be all worried and find out!" I quietly scolded her and she turned from tears to light laughter.

"Okay okay my bad."

"I have the perfect evening planned. God I better not fuck this up." I rubbed my forehead and let out a sigh.

"Blake, you could throw the ring at her head and she'd say yes. The two of you are meant to be together forever. I'm so happy for you B. I love Aitana. She made you a better girl."

I smiled and gave a small nod. I'm going to spend the rest of my life with the girl I love the most. I was with my forever.

"Can you help me take videos of photos or-."

"I've got it Blake. Send me a place and time. I've got you." Blair pat my shoulder and walked away.

"Hey you." Aitana exited our room and I smiled opening my arms for her.

"What should I wear to dinner tonight?" Aitana asked me curiously.

"Hmm well I was thinking we'd just go to our favorite place then I wanted to go to the beach tonight so dress accordingly to that." I told her and walked down stairs.

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Blair's POV

"Ona, if you're coming hurry up!" I called her name and she dashed down the stairs.

"Sorry bub." She jumped onto my back and I smiled big at the small defender. I carried her out to the car then threw her into the passenger seat.

"Its so hot that I'm with the best soccer player in the world. I mean you've literally won everything. All of the trophies and medals. The photo is going to be awesome." Ona gushed looking over at me. I blushed a bit and looked away from her. She played music the whole way to the destination and just let me overthink in peace.

"Can I tell you a secret?"

"Hmm?" Ona immediately turned down the music and turned her attention to me.

"Blake is proposing today."

"WHAT?!" Ona's face was overrun with a massive smile.

"She showed me the ring this morning. She's taking Aitana out tonight then proposing. I can't believe she's finally..." I trailed off afraid to think those thoughts.

"You're not going to lose her B."

"I just feel odd. I mean in one hand should it even matter? You live with me and I'm so happy but the thought of Blake...what if they move out and I rarely see her outside of soccer and-." Ona quickly reached over forcing our lips together to shut me up.

"Everything is going to be okay." She whispered softly. Everyone knew when I was upset you whisper to me.

"I love my sister...maybe a little too much to let her go. I'm helping her capture the moment tonight you better be by my side." I turned to her and she nodded.

"Of course I'll be there." I smiled to myself as I parked the car and jumped out quickly. If I drove Ona knew better than to open that door for herself. I would literally shove her back inside and slam the door off of her.

"Thanks love." Ona reached up to kiss my cheek. I held her hand as we walked in.

"Finally." Coach Jonatan smiled as we walked in a little late like always.

"Hey coach." We both hugged him and walked into the picture room. They changed me into the outfit for the shoot. I looked around at all the trophies...all of these trophies for one person. Two World Cup trophies. Olympic medals, Division trophies-everything I had ever won in my later and professional career. Her college trophies and all national team and pro trophies. Some of the more recent the Eufa Women's poty trophy, the Ballon d'Or trophy, the Champions League trophy.

I gave up the 'best years of my life' for all of this. And I still could not answer whether or not it was worth it. Was all of the pain worth all of this.

"Here." I handed her the giant golden soccer ball trophy with a small smile.

"I know what you're thinking." I looked over at Ona curiously. How would she know?

"Tell me this...if we weren't some of the best players in our positions we would have never made it to Barcelona...we would have never met and to me I think that in the end every bit of blood, sweat, and tears led me to you. So in my eyes I'm glad I worked so hard to play futbol. Because it lead me to you."

"Are we going to get mar-this is not the time to talk about this sorry." I hurried away to the media team so I could get this done with. Some stupid pictures with some stupid trophies and a stupid interview.

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Aitana's POV

"Thank you Blake....for an amazing night and for always loving me and being so amazing." I smiled as I leaned up and kissed her cheek.

"How about that walk on the beach now?"

"I'd love that."

"Do you remember the night we all went to that club?" I nodded softly as I looked around.

"We watched the sunset together and we said I love you for the first time together right here...on this beach." I looked over at her in awe.

"I still love you just as much as I did when I admitted it for the first time. I am still so very much in love with you." She smiled and stopped to turn and look at me.

"(I'm in love with you too Blake.)"

"Spend the rest of your life with me."

"What?" I asked her confused and stepped back.

"Aitana Bonmati Conca...I love you. Will you please spend the rest of your life with me? Aitana, will you marry me?" She kneeled down and pulled a small box out of her pocket. She opened it up to show me an absolutely beautiful ring.

"(Yes. I want to be with you forever.)" I nodded eagerly as she stood up picking me up and connecting our lips.

"(My forever.)" She whispered gently as she slipped the ring on my finger.

My forever.

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