The night had been a blur but in the best possible way. Alexia had dreamt about representing Spain in the Olympics for years and to win a gold was always the goal. It was a goal she and the team achieved after beating Brazil in the final.She had truly let loose and celebrated what this achievement meant to her, her team and the people of Spain.
Here's the thing about Alexia, when she was drunk she became very very confident. So much so that in her intoxicated state she did something she has wanted for do for a while, she shamelessly slid into your DMs.
It's how she found herself standing in the Olympic village with her hands as clammy as can be the following day.
"Ale, what's wrong?" Irene asked her club team mate.
The woman in question could only shake her head. Her thoughts were running 100 miles an hour and she couldn't help but think it was a mistake. Had drunken Alexia stitched currently Alexia up?
"Haven't you heard?" Jenni playfully nudged her former club captain "Alexia here got drunk and messaged Y/N Y/L/N. That's why she is so nervous, she is meeting up with her this afternoon"
Irene couldn't believe what she was hearing. She knew Alexia was an admirer of you, everyone did. The Catalonian watched every single one of your events and if she couldn't watch them live then she would watch them as soon as she got into the locker room.
"You did?" Irene asked in disbelief.
Alexia could couldn't speak. She could only nod her head as a form of response.
She thinks back to the night before. She had been celebrating for hours and drank bottle after bottle of the finest wine France had to offer.
Hola guapa
That is what Alexia messaged you on Instagram. The reason why you even responded is lost on her but she did make a mental reminder to ask you about it.
"So?" Jenni asks Ale.
"So?" Alexia had a dumfound look on her face.
"What are you going to say to her? We all know that drunk Alexia is confident but sober Alexia is not, she is quiet and doesn't make the first move" the forward knew her friend too well. She knew exactly what Alexia is like and once hearing about her quest, she made it her mission to help her.
"I don't know Jenni. I couldn't stop talking last night but now, now I have no idea what to say" Alexia began pacing back and forth.
The nerves were surfacing and they made Alexia feel sick. Not only did she think you were beautiful, you were also the most decorated gymnastic in history. That itself came with a level of intimidation that Alexia was dreading.
She knew her friends were trying to help but they were only making her feel worse. She needed to escape but that didn't happen. No, instead of peace she found herself being hit several times by her team mates.
"There she is!" Jenni slapped Alexia extra hard. She herself was excited at the thought of meeting you.
"Leave. Now. Please" Alexia whisper shouted.
"No. Let's go see her" Jenni had already started walking towards you.
"You can hide behind me if you get scared" Irene teased her friend. It was rare to see Alexia this nervous so she made a point to enjoy it.
You were talking to some other athletes when the three Spaniards approached you. You know it was rude but Alexia was the only one you paid attention to. You didn't think it possible but she was even more stunning in person.
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