AM I YOURS? - KYLIAN MBAPPÉ

005

A BIG SMILE is shot up on my face while the crowd goes wild! I walk to the net to shake hands with Maria, "Good job." i bluntly say

"Thanks." Maria mumbles before turning around, the smile reappears with a hand on my heart waving at the crowd.

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Walking down the hallways, a press conference interview is coming up soon.

Push, the door open to the photographers and interviewers. I politely smile and take my seat.

Adjusting in my chair waiting for questions to be asked, "Good game Irina," one of the people said into the mic.

i nod my head, "When you stepped on the court today did you doubt yourself in anyway?"

"No not at all. I know that i am the best at what i do."

The mic passes on

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"WELCOME BACK! to another episode of kettle pop! As now the kettle has popped off and we are ready to spill that tea!" Nat introduced

"Now the winner Irina is back and she is going to assassinate my eyes with her fashion and her strikes to the ball." Pat barks in the mic, " She put every single ball into play so amazingly it's impeccable!"

Nat hums in satisfaction "Maria ain't getting nowhere, but i still wanna know where her man is ahhhhh!!!!" she whines

"honey it's gonna take time!"....
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Media is all on the top of this now. Everyone has heard the change in tennis and it is in everyone's talk now.

Especially Kylian's...

Kylian was sitting in the locker room elbows on his knees, eyes on the ground.

Thinking about poor decisions in the past,

Oh poor Kylian his ex girlfriend is doing better than him! And realization kicks in.

Hakimi enters the locker room in the middle of training. I guess to come find me.

"Yo, my boy why did you runaway from training?" He comes down and sits next to me.

I huff "I didn't runaway," i say annoyed. Hakimi laughs "I know what this is about.." Kylian's face reacts,

His head whips to hakimi. "What are you talking about?" Hakimi stares back with a grin,

"It's about Irina isn't it?" A small groan comes out of my throat of frustration.

Pushed myself up, "Well is it?" Hakimi eggs on grabbing a towel.

"No! Obviously it's not about her." Anger pushes on.

Hakimi laughs walking to the shower, but he stops at me. "Listen man it's okay to miss her, i always be here." He pats my chest.

My eyes watch him disappear as he turns the conner to the shower. I groan, with my hands running down my face.

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"Ugh!" Irina runs through her door, with cold and dry sweat on her from the game. She steps into her shower to clean off.

Music is playing to satisfy the shower, Hold up by Beyoncé playing with Irinas vocals playing along with it.

"Step down they don't love you like i love, cant you see there's no other man above youuuu." The water switches off.

She steps out of the shower, with a towel wrap around her head and body, as she completes her night time routine, in fresh pjs.

Irina is feeling herself, i mean she just got back to tennis and she already in the semis.

She swinging her hips to the kitchen, while that music playin.

"I go off, I go hard, get what's mine, i'm a star." Irina snaps with the song.

After awhile she turns of the music and grabs some water and goes outside on her balcony.

She has a bag fluff couch, so she sat down with a blanket because the night breeze is chilly.

It's a Thursday night, the Eiffel tower is sparkling. Maybe she'll sleep out here tonight.

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so short there more to come though!!