VOICEMAIL
Carlos POV
Midnight. The lobby is quiet. The lights are off. Only a few are on. A few people are here and talking about something. And I'm still waiting Clara. She never be late. I know it's late, but she'll call me if she won't come.
We are officially late for our reservation and I'm not sure if we can go there before the restaurant closes. I sit on one of the chairs and continue to wait.
30 minutes are gone and she still doesn't show up. I'm getting worried about her.
The phone is in my hand. I found her number in my contacts. My finger is on her name.
Clara💕
What if when I call her, I wake her up? Probably she was tired and fell asleep after our last conversation.
But what if something happened to her? I need to go to her room and check if everything is okay.
«Excuse me, but in which room is Clara Silva-Moreira?» I ask the girl who is in the reception
«906. This is on the last floor. Can I help you with something else?» the girl says and winks at me
Last floor. This is not good. I thought to myself
«No no no. Thank you for helping» I say with a Spanish accent and go to the elevator as fast as possible
The floor has a few corridors.
Happily, the first one is for room 900-910. In the middle of it, I found the right room.
I knock and wait nervously.
No one unlocked the door.
I finally decided to call her.
VOICEMAIL.
Ha pasado algo malo |Something bad happened|
I sit on the floor and continue to wait for her.
I hear something. Someone is coming near to me. The door lock is touching.
«Carlos, what are you doing here? It's 1 am.» Leticia whispered and yawned
«Is Clara in the room? She doesn't answer my calls» I stand up and look at her
«No. She is in her room,» she says and shuts the door in my face
Where is her room?
I go back to reception and happily, the girl is still there.
«Excuse me again, but in which room is Leticia Silva-Moreira?» I say panting
«916. Do you want to get keys for it?» she asked playfully
«Yes, please.» I get the keys and go again to the last floor
I found the room and put the key on it. I quietly unlock the door and go there.
Oh, mierda |Oh, shit|
Clara is sleeping, but who is the boy with whom she is hugging?
I turn around and get closer to the door.
«Hello?» the boy whispered quietly
«Charles?»I ask and go back to them
«Oh , no. I forgot» he stands up from the bed and I see that he is only with boxers
«What»
«I forgot to tell you that Clara is not going to go to dinner with you. I'm sorry» Charles looked lonely at the floor
«Why she doesn't come?» I ask confused
«Long long story. I was worried about her. While we came to the room, the elevator stopped and we were there» he started to say but I stopped him
«She is claustrophobic. Thank you for being with her» I hug Charles
«Char, don't forget this. I got my eyes on you» I say and leave the room
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-fourth chapter of «More than fan»
-a short chapter from Carlos's POV
-what Carlos through after he saw his teammate hug his goddaughter
-do you like the chapter
-thanks for reading🤍
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