He embodies kindness and strength, captivating her despite the danger of such emotions. Their bond grows silently, a hidden and delicate connection forged in secret glances and shared dreams. In the shadow of her brother's watchful gaze, their love...
I stared at the couple as if paralyzed, following Férmin's hands as they moved over her back to her hips and pressed her tighter against him. Out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of Lamine as he tried to push past me, grabbed him by the wrist in a flash and pulled him towards me without taking my eyes off Férmin and the blonde Barbie. "Uhm, hello to you too?" Lamine murmured confused, but I ignored his reproachful tone and nodded towards the couple. "Who is this girl?" The footballer leaned against me so he could follow my gaze and let out a laugh. "Her name is Berta. She and Férmin know each other from his time in Seville." "And?" "What and?" "What's going on between the two of them?" A mischievous grin flashed across the youngstar's face. "What are you laughing about?" I hissed, whereupon he pressed his drink into my hand. "That was actually for Ferran but you seem to need it more." "What the fuck are you talking about?" I tried to speak as calmly as possible while a knot slowly formed in my stomach.
"She is his on-off relationship. If you can even call it a relationship. I don't know any more than that. But it seems like they are currently on." Férmin was just about to stick his tongue down the Barbie doll's throat, which disgusted me so much that I sighed and turned around, only seeing Lamine, who was staring at me intently as I downed the drink in one gulp. I felt really strange because my whole body seemed to be rebelling against something. "Jealous?" My drink almost came back up at Lamine's question. Jealousy? Why should I be jealous? I had no reason to be. "Are you?" "Lamine, if you ask something stupid like that again, I'll puke first and then punch you in the face." The Spaniard raised his hands in defense. "It disgusts me because it's almost like seeing my own brother making out with someone. No jealousy, you idiot." I was one hundred percent sure that I had just said those words, even if my voice didn't really sound like mine, as if I had suddenly lost control. Confused, I massaged my temples to get rid of the strange feeling. "I need another drink," I stated dryly and waved in Hector's direction. There was absolutely no way I would pay for my own drinks when I was surrounded by professional footballers who were earning ridiculous amounts of money.
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