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📍 Turin Italia beatrice.agnelli1 Weston 25 🎈
west.mckennie Aiaiaiai 🔥🔥🔥 user1 I'd never invite my boss to my birthday party lol deanhuijsen ❤️ Replying to deanhuijsen: juvefangirl101 Are you guys dating? user2 She'd look cute with Kenan Yildiz Replying to user2: user3 Bro what are you smoking?!
The day after our home game against Bologna, which we unfortunately only managed to draw, Weston McKennie was celebrating his 25th birthday with a party at his house, which sat on the hilltops, on the outskirts of Turin and overlooking the city. It was where almost everyone working at Juve lived, so the taxi ride there felt familiar. It kind of came to a surprise to me that I had been invited, as I was only closer to the Italian players - and Kenan - but of course I wasn't going to turn down an occasion to 1) check out what my players were up to, 2) get free drinks and 3) see Kenan - more or less in that order.
As usual for me, I arrived an hour late, to avoid at all costs that awkward small talk when not many people had arrived to a party yet. But when I entered the house, the party was more than already in full swing and I was left a bit shocked. The ratio was 1 men:5 women, who all looked like wannabe influencers as they huddled around the football players. Thankfully, I quickly found the Italian boys Chiesa, Fagioli and Miretti, all together with their girlfriends in a corner of the living room and walked over to them.
"What the hell is going on here?" I asked incredulously, when I saw this party. "Are you guys drinking?!" I asked the boys, shocked. "One and only drink!" they justified themselves and I rolled my eyes. "I swear if we don't win next week..." I hissed and made a sign of cutting my throat.
"Where's Dean?" Lucy, Chiesa's girlfriend asked me to divert the conversation. "You mean, where's Kenan?" India, Miretti's girlfriend chuckled and the girls giggled. "Come on, Fabio told me that Kenan told the boys that you went to get his hair cut with him! That's cute!" she added excitedly. "There's nothing there" I simply replied. "Then why are you the first person he looked for when entering the room?" Giulia, Fagioli's girlfriend, swooned and nodded over to the entrance. I quickly turned around to see Dean and him having just arrived, when our eyes met.
"I need a drink" I huffed and I heard the girls behind me giggle and swoon with Awwws and Ohhhs. I walked over to the bar area - Weston had even hired a real bartender - and ordered a G&T. In the corner of my eye, I saw Kenan getting hit on by a bunch of girls and I angrily swallowed the whole glass at once. Why was I acting like this? I knew that I wanted him to stay away from me, but when he actually did, I felt horrible. I craved his presence, I craved his attention and I craved his touch - on my face, in my hair, on the naked skin of my shoulders and arms, the feeling of our hands intertwi-
"You look great tonight" I heard a familiar voice behind me and smiled when I turned around. "Hi Dean" I said happily and hugged him tightly. "The dress almost screams for a very certain someone's attention" he teased me and I slapped his arm. "Stop it. We haven't been hanging out in ages, it's always... him third-wheeling. I miss my best friend" I pouted and he laughed. "Fine, next week, just us two at M**Bun?" he asked, suggesting our favourite restaurant and hangout in the city. "Just us two" I said and held out my pinky finger, which he shook with his. "Just us two" he promised and I hugged him again.
"Come on, this is our song!" he exclaimed and dragged me to the middle of the living room where people were dancing, currently to I Love It by Icona Pop. We were shouting the lyrics at each other while jumping around doing crazy hand gestures which only were interrupted by him spinning me around casually a few times. We definitely looked like we were on drugs or something because the people around us kept their distance while the girls only danced to attract guys and not to have fun.
When the song was finished, Dean hugged me sideways and we walked back to the bar again to get some cold drinks to cool down. While I went for another G&T, he ordered a Coke and my eyes scanned the room to see if we could join any group. My eyes (in)voluntarily wandered to Kenan who was talking to a girl, which made the anger in me boil up.
"Alright, I'll be your wingman and distract her from him" Dean chuckled and pushed me towards them before I could protest. "Hi!" my best friend told the girl who eyed him up and down. Yeah, him and Kenan were totally different types and she didn't look like she fancied the Dean type. I had little to no interest to painfully watch how Dean tried to rizz this girl up, so I excused myself and headed to the bar again, desperately in need of another drink.
More and more people kept arriving and I saw Chiesa trying to rap to Eminem on the dance floor - he definitely hadn't stopped at just one drink. How the fuck were they supposed to train tomorrow?! My head started spinning, so I walked out into the driveway to catch some fresh air and light my Iqos - kind of a contradiction itself, but whatever.
"You shouldn't smoke" I heard Kenan say behind me and I quickly turned around to face him. "It's one of the few things keeping me sane" I justified myself. "There are other ways to relieve stress" he whispered into my ear as he had come way too close for me to keep a cool head. "But maybe you should ask Dean about that" he added as he pulled back again.
"What?" I asked confusedly. "You seemed to be pretty busy with him tonight" he stated and I burst out in laughter. "Because I danced and drank with my best friend? All while we kept a healthy distance between us for everyone to see?" I said as I laughed at his ridiculous suggestion. "Are you jealous?" I teased him. "What would you do if I said yes?" he asked, a smirk on his lips as he raised an eyebrow.
Fuelled by the alcohol in my system, I put my hand on his chest, and his head shot down to look at it. I pushed him backwards onto the hood of a car that was parked there and he laughed as he put his hands behind his back, sitting there now. In the background, I heard Bad Boys by INNA playing from inside and started nodding my head to the beat as I took some steps back. "I'd tell you to watch me dance for only you" I said with way too much confidence. He laughed and watched my body moving to the music - I'd say I was a good dancer usually and could only hope that I didn't look like a dying octopus now.
His eyes were following my body movements while a small smile played on his lips and I grinned as I stretched out my hand for him to take, which he did. He quickly spun me around and we danced together, in this driveway to the soft beats from inside. As the song was fading into another one, I looked up at him and our eyes met. My stomach was doing somersaults and my heart was working overtime. "You know what else I haven't done with Dean?" I asked and bit my lip. No, no, no, what the fuck was I doing??
"Show me" he whispered and I gulped before my face inched closer to his. I could feel his breath being just as shaky as mine. I didn't know who budged first, but our lips met and it was like fireworks exploding. My hands went into his soft hair and his were on my waist and back, holding me close as our mouths melted into each other's. Suddenly, a car pulled up, the headlights blinding us and we pulled away. Some people stumbled out of the taxi that arrived to the party and I took the opportunity to not do any more stupidities tonight.
"I'll... um... see you around" were my famous last words before I jumped into the backseat of that car and told the driver my address. I buried my head in my hands - what the fuck had I been thinking? Dancing for him and then even kissing?! Why did he make me lose all control? And why did I actually like that?
