Gilded Love [Cristiano Jr x Reader]

The Big Thing

°•Y/ns pov•°

"Mum, you came!" I shouted, running into my mums arms.

"Of course darling, I wouldn't miss it for the world!" She said, giving me a huge bear hug.

"Elsie, how are you?" She asked.

"I'm good, thanks a little nervous!" She replied, giving my mum a hug.

"Well, I better go and get some seats!" My mum said, blowing me and Eslie a kiss before going to find a seat.

Millions of people were coming to watch as Ronaldo and his family were coming to watch Cris.

It made me even more nervous.

James called everyone over, and we had a team discussion about tactics and pride and all the other what nots.

"You ready, Y/n?" Cris said as I got into my position.

"Never been more ready." I said.

James blew the whistle, and the game began. As usual, I sprinted after the ball. However, Cris was right beside me, blocking any way of getting to the ball without the chance of not being tackled straight away.

I bit my lip as I ran trying to get away. I saw Harry being trailed as well.

"Oh, you little smart ass!" I muttered to myself.

I skidded to a stop as I reached the ball. I made the decision to just pass it straight away.

I kicked it to Josh, and he sprinted down the field as there was no one trailing him.

"Go, go!" Cris shouted to his teammates. He didn't leave my side for ages.

Somehow, Elsie managed to score only five minutes into the game.

"Go, Els!" I screamed, clapping her on the back. I immediately noticed Cris abandoned me.

"Crap, Els, go!" I shouted as I saw Cris already halfway up the pitch dribbling the ball.

Adrenaline pumped through my body, and a burst of energy shot through me, causing me to lurch forward and speed towards him.

Tom fell into me, causing us to both topple over.

The whistle blew, causing Cris to stop.

"You alright?" Tom asked, helping me up.

"Yeah, I'm good, you?" I replied, brushing off my muddy leggings. 

"I'm good." He said. The whistle blew, and the game started up again.

My ankle was killing me, but I ignored it and darted over to Cris, tackling the ball straight off of him.

He suddenly came up in front of me, scaring me and causing me to grab onto his arm.

"Sorry ah!" I said a mix of confusion and embarrassment.

"It's fine." He said. We turned around in circles, trying to get the ball off each other. I finally managed to get away with the ball. I dashed with it all the way down.

"Score, score, score!" I heard the crowd shouting. The huge crowd hyped me up and made me push away the pain in my foot.

I booted the ball, and it soared straight up into the air. It felt like everyone was holding their breath and then bam.

"Yes!" I cheered as the ball bounced into the goal.

Harry ran over and span me around.

"Get in Y/n!" He shouted.