Blake's POV
"Hey between you and me, you're cool with keeping things to ourselves for now right? I'm sure you probably told Ona but I'd like to just you know get further into things before we announce it to the team and stuff."
Aitana looked a little confused by the statement and gave a small nod.
"You're confused."
"(You're trying to keep me a secret...)" She mumbled to herself and then turned to face me. "Yeah I guess I'll keep quiet about us."
"Aitana, I'm not trying to keep you a secret I'd just like to be with you in peace for a moment. We're going to tell the team. Trust me everyone will know that you're mine. When we get there." I assured her but she quirked an eyebrow. What did I say wrong? I felt like that was the perfect response.
"How did you know I said anything about being a secret?" She literally just said that? What does she-oh...shit I just revealed I know Catalan. Fuck sorry Blair. My eyes grew a bit and I cracked a nervous smile.
"(So we may have lied a bit on our language knowledge. Also something I'd like for you to keep between us for now.)" I smiled and her eyes lit up from my use of the language.
"(You've known Catalan!)"
"(It is a possibility.)"
She shook her head with a big smile as she threw herself into my arms. I didn't realize speaking her language would make her so happy. Now I felt rather bad for forcing her to speak English. Maybe part of me enjoyed hearing the struggling spanish accent though.
"(I'm sorry. We just wanted to adjust here easier and English made everything feel less foreign and different I suppose. It was really Blair's request.)" Which was not a lie.
"No I understand we'll speak English."
"What is my Spanish that bad?"
"It's actually quite amazing. Especially for two people who really haven't been to Spain."
"We have though...we also lived here for a minute. Umm we speak like seven languages. We're kind of smart or whatever." I joked lightly with her and she looked at me with admiration in her eyes.
"So maybe you aren't Ms. Playboy."
I wouldn't lie that the comment was a little bit of a sting. However its my own doing. I can't blame her for hearing about the reputation that I created.
"No, I was but I'm trying to change which might be scary to hear but moving to Barcelona allowed me a fresh start and I'm already liking my choices a lot more." I smiled referring to my choice to pick her.
It's not like I really chose to like Aitana I just did. She's just such a sweet, likeable girl. She seemed to make me feel good. Like just being around her made me feel like a good person.
"I like your choice too. Because its me." She giggled then threw herself into my arms. I kissed her cheek then carried her over to my bed. I decided it was time to invite her over to my place. Well our place since it was technically Blair's name on the deed.
"So what do you think? Is my bedroom exactly what you expected it to be?"
"I know Barcelona signed you and Blair for a lot of money but this house is...I'm sorry if it seems rude or shallow but how much do the two of you make to afford all of this?" I smiled and figured since technically she liked me for me and she would find out anyways she had the right to know.
"Umm our father might or might not be a billionaire...so yes we are very well paid all star athletes but our father's wealth may factor into some of our wealth as well."
"Daddy's money-that's what they call it in America right?" I laughed lightly and nodded. It was kind of funny because she said it so innocently despite it being an insult.
"Wait is that a rude American phrase? Like that one specifically?" Her face turned a little red when she realized but it just made me smile bigger.
"You're fine. It can be taken harshly...but its true so no need in taking offense." I shrugged as she seemed relieved.
We both laid on our backs in the large bed and looked up at the ceiling fan slowly spinning. It was peaceful to be around Aitana. No pressure, no reputation. Just simple bonding.
"I'm glad I met you."
"I am too." I turned my head to see those big cute eyes fixed on me.
The two of us ended up putting on a show and just spending hours in the bed together. We had a small practice tomorrow but nothing to worry about. I felt so relaxed here it was unreal. It was moments like these where I was sitting back allowing my thoughts to follow and remembering things I usually worry about but still not caring.
One seemed to make me feel a little bad about though. Blair. I've barely checked in on her much because I have been so occupied with Aitana. And then the other one was Ona. Maybe I could set the two of them up to be friends so when Aitana and I are both busy ot together they're not lonely.
"How's Ona been? She has other friends here right?" Aitana gave a small nod but not a very convincing look.
"I'm afraid Blair's not going to be okay without me. I'm always there for her."
"Maybe its good to focus on yourself for once." I nodded. Maybe.
Or maybe it just felt selfish.
I've always only ever been a half. Blair is my second half she's part of me. So maybe this subconscious worrying about Blair is really my fear of not having the second part of me.
