As soon as I heard that Ona batlle was coming to Man united, I was static. Se, shes been my crush for years. No I've never talked to her, or anything, but I've played against her a few times, and just the way she presented herself, talked and how her smile was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, drew me to her. So I did what any "normal" person would do. I started learning espagnol, to try to be able to talk to her and impress her, hopefully. She wouldn't be arriving to man united for another month, which gave me, a month to learn as much Spanish as possible.
I borrowed books from the city library, had a note book full of my practicing Spanish, I watched YouTube videos and podcasts in Spanish, and even decided to try Duolingo, because it couldn't hurt to use it.
I would get stick from my two best friends Lessi and Ella all the time, as they'd catch me reading a text book about Spanish or doing a lesson on Duolingo. I think they caught on to why I wanted to learn it, but didn't push me to explain myself. Instead they just made fun of me and laughed to each other, but I don't really care.
Today was the day Ona was coming to Man united. AHHHH.
Okay, so I haven't learnt that much Spanish at all, because football has been my number one priority, but I've tried my hardest.
We all stand around in our changing room, just laughing with each other. Alessia and Ella were talking about something to do with the next game against arsenal, but I kinda zoned out.
"Y/n?" Alessia asks.
I whip my head around, looking at them. "Yeah?"
"We were just asking what your predictions were for the next arsenal and United game." Ella adds.
I laugh and shrug.
"You all know my predictions. What's the bet Katie yet again is Katie Mccard?"
Alessia and Ella laugh and shake their heads.
"100%. It's not an arsenal game if Katie doesn't get a yellow card." Ella says, in between laughs.
While we're laughing my head turns to the side and I my eyes widen.
It's her.
Alessia and Ella turn to look at what I'm looking at. There is Ona, standing at the entrance with Marc at her side. He clears his throat and the rest of the team turns to him. Ona looks at all of us, looking so intimidated. It makes me sad.
"I want to introduce you all to Ona Batlle. Treat her as you treat any of your teammates." Marc says sternly.
I look to Ona and smile softly at her, earning a small blush across her freckled cheeks.
"Hola My n-name is Ona." She says in broken English. "I am so...happy to be a-apart of this team and to get to know you all. I play n-normally Right-back but also left too."
I smile at her, and watch as Marc pats her on the back before leaving.
I decide that I'll be the first to talk to her, as she stands there awkwardly. I quickly back my way over to her, smiling.
"Hola Ona, I'm y/n." I say holding out my hand for her.
She shakes it and smiles back. "Hola."
"So... how are you liking the weather? Different from Spain?" I joke.
Ona just looks at me confused. Maybe she can't fully understand what I'm saying.
"Ohhh, umm, ¿Cómo te gusta el clima?" I say in the most broken Spanish I've every heard.
Ona's eyes wrinkle as she chuckles slightly, while smiling.
"Es horrible." She says back.
I laugh and shrug, agreeing with her.
"tú hablas español?" She asks.
At this my eyes widen and I shake my head.
"No, no. I know like 5 words. cinco palabras."
Ona nods. "We help each other. I teach you espagnol, you teach English to me." She says in her thick accent.
I nod. "suena bien."
Ona smiles and pats my shoulder.
"Muy bien, you are good." She says.
We laugh and then I see two figures coming up to us.
"Hey Ona, im Alessia." Lessi says, holding out her hand.
"I'm Ella. Welcome to Man untied." Ella says pulling Ona in for a hug.
"Hola. Nice to meet you." Ona says back smiling.
As the weeks continue Ona and I are hanging out all the time, and she's getting way better at English. I'm also getting better at Spanish, but I've been doing a lot of practice and study on my own, so Ona doesn't exactly know how far I've come.
"Y/n you going to come to club this weekend?" Ona asks me as I drive her back to her apartment.
I drive Ona home most days, as she still hasn't bought a car, but I don't mind. I love spending time with her, even if it's just in a friend way.
"Are you going to the club." I say to Ona, reminding her about our English sentence structure. "And yes, I am coming to the club this weekend. Wouldn't wanna miss out on a fiesta, now would I? Eres?"
She nods and takes a sip from her coffee.
"Si. Muy bien." She laughs at me trying to add some Spanish into my sentences.
Ona asks me if I can't pick her up before the club and I just laugh at her. Who else would be?
Once finishing getting ready I head to my car to pick up Ona. The drive was short, only like 3 minutes as it's a 10 minute-ish walk to her apartment block. She already waiting outside when I get to her, and to say I'm taken a back by her outfit is an understatement. She's beautiful. Fucking stunning.
She opens the door and climbs into the passenger seat.
"Hola Hermosa." She says smiling at me.
I smile back at her and start the car.
"Hola."
As I turn onto the road she turns to me.
"Do I look okay?" She asks me nervously.
I turn to her shocked. Did she really think she wasn't fucking stunning right now?
"Bonita." I say to her. "You look absolutely Bonita."
At that she blushes and looks towards the window.
"Gracias."
We walk into the club, hand in hand, looking for our teammates. After them waving us down, we make our way over to them, and take a seat next to each other at the booth.
"Hola." Ona says.
"Sorry we're late." I say smiling.
The team just laughs and says it's no problem. There were already heaps of drinks of the table, as a few of the girls bought drinks for everyone, which I thanked them for.
After having a few drinks I decide it's time to dance, pulling Ella and Lessi up to dance with me. While swaying my hips to the beat and laughing with my friends, I look over to see Ona talking to this random girl. Oh. Okay. No problem. Maybe they know each other? Or maybe she's making a friend. I hope nothing more than a friend. I decide to forget about it and continue dancing with my friends.
As the night continues I soon spot Ona dancing with that same girl. They're basically on top of one another, grinding with her back on Onas front. At this my heart shatters. I really thought I maybe had a chance. Ona and I were getting closer and closer and I really thought that maybe she liked me back. But obviously not.
I decide that I need to get home. I can't be here anymore. I cant Watch them together.
I head back to the table and grab my things, thanking the girls and telling them I'll see them at training on Monday. Just as I'm about to head out the door, a hand pulls me back. I look over my shoulder to see Ona.
"What are you doing?" She asks over the music.
I just roll my eyes and take my arm out of her grip.
"Im going home." I say before exiting.
What I didn't expect was for Ona to run after me.
"Por favor, tell me what is wrong?" She asks.
I just keep walking towards my car, but Ona sprints and ends up in front of me, blocking my path.
"Get out of my way. Go back to that girl you were with before." I snap.
Ona looks at me confused.
"Huh?"
"Leave me the hell alone. I don't care to speak to you at the moment. Catch another ride home."
Ona just stares at me like she still doesn't know what I'm saying.
Fuck. I forgot she only knows very simple sentences. Ughhh.
"Déjame en paz. Vuelve con esa chica con la que estabas antes, estoy seguro de que le encantaría que siguieras follándola." I sneer. (Leave me alone. Go back to that girl you were with before, I'm sure she would love for you to keep grinding all over her.
Onas mouth falls open.
"Española puedes hablar español." She says, more like a statement to herself.
"He estado aprendiendo solo. queria impresionarte." I say quietly.
"Why." She asked, even though she knows exactly why now.
"I Like you, idiota." I snap, before I speed walk away.
"Wait!" She says chasing after me. "Please stop. I like you too. Por favor."
I stop in my tracks. She likes me? Ona! She likes me.
I smile spreads across my face. But I quickly hide it.
"Why dance with that girl then? Why eye fuck her all night?"
She gulps and blushes while looking away from me.
"I wanted to make you jealous."
I smile and walk towards her until our faces are inches apart. We stare into each others eyes, both occasionally looking towards each others lips.
"Can I kiss you?" I ask.
"Beso?" She asks.
"Si."
At that she smashes her lips onto mine, and I smile into the kiss. This is all I've ever wanted.
