Tatijana's POV
Me and Alba knock on the Madrid changing room door. "CRAZY FANS HAVE SNUCK IN!" I hear Eduardo scream from inside. I roll my eyes and walk in.
"yeah, all I want is an autograph," I say sarcastically.
"you made it," Antonio says giving me a hug.
"and you brought a friend," Vini points at Alba.
"this is Alba, she's a Culé so it's okay if you kick her out." I joke.
"eww she should definitely leave," Jude comes and does a little handshake with me.
"how are you getting on?" I ask him. I haven't seen him since he moved to Madrid.
"good, everyone is easy to get along with," he says.
"told you." Everyone thinks Vini got him here but really I did.
"what brings you here?" He asks me.
"to watch the greatest team in the world, obviously," I tell him.
"okay, stop hogging her," Aurélien says grabbing me away from Jude.
"you all played great," I congratulate them.
"easy when we are versing Barcelona." Éder jokes, even though he's not lying.
"you never told us you were dating one of their players," Brahim says. Where'd he get that from?
"oh my god, I'm not. I met him 5 minutes before the match I don't know why he did that," I explain.
"okay good I thought you turned your back on us for a second," Antonio sighs.
"never," I shake my head and just then Carlo walks in.
"esa es mi chica favorita?" he says with a big smile on his face.
(is that my favourite girl)
"Carlo te extrañé!" I give him big hug. I haven't seen him for so long, it's nice. People may think he's really mean and strict but he's so nice and funny.
(i missed you)
"cómo está tu tío?" He asks.
(how is your uncle)
"muy bien, como esta la familia?" I respond.
(very well, how is the family)
"bueno bueno," I check my phone and look at the time.
(good, good)
"Bueno, tengo que irme pero volveré pronto chicos." We all say our goodbyes and me and Alba leave. I'm driving home and Alba won't stop pestering me with questions.
(well, i have to go but i'll be back soon guys)
"is he tall?"
"taller than me."
"is he a good winker?"
"i guess."
"did you hold eye contact?"
"i guess."
"did you touch him?"
"when he pushed me over?"
"do you-"
I cut her off, "Alba please let me breathe, he's not all that just a nice normal guy."
"okay, but did you not see his celebration," She squeals. It's almost as if he bumped into her not me.
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might aswell be real- joão félix
RomanceTatijana Aviero, is a famous singer, Ronaldo's nephew, and basically living the dream life, but she hates it. That's before she meets a certain someone and they have to fake date. Will they hate each other or will they bond over personal traumas?
