"are we still friends? Can we be friends? are we still friends? I've got to know"
in which Trent Alexander Arnold and Madison Lopez are very flirty friends, who hook up one time, or more.
IN LESS THAN TEN MINUTES ALEJANDRO WAS STANDING ON MY FRONT PORCH, I had just texted him I got home and he immediately drove here.
it was cute, he was already ready to go while I was still driving home.
"hey" I smile brightly as I open the door, I was starving and definitely needed this lunch. "hey" Alejandro smiles back, taking my hand as we walk to the car.
"I was thinking, maybe we can go to this nice Spanish restaurant. there's still American food, don't worry but it's super fancy and I think it would be a nice second date" Alejandro suggest as we take place in his car.
he opened the door for me once again.
"yeah sure, where is it?" I ask, I was hoping for a long drive so we'd have more time together. "fifteen minutes away maybe, it's a couple streets down" he explains.
I simply nod as ale starts the car, one hand on the steering wheel, the other on my knee.
I took his hand in mine, if we die in this car at least we were together and people would see our bodies holding hands when they try to recover us.
we stayed like that for the whole drive, luckily no accidents happened so people won't have to find our bodies.
"I heard you're against Madrid next game?" I say as i sit down at our table "yeah, though game but most Madrid players are still on vacation." ale sits down as well.
"I'm going back for the game though, don't really have anything else to do anyway" he shrugs "well now you do, you can do literally anything you want with me. third date" I smile
"I'll remember that, next time I'm free I'll definitely come around" he gives me a big smile back "if you want you could come to the game Sunday, there should still be some tickets left" he suggests.
"that would be a dream" I have always dreamed of going to a football game like this, I've watched England and Liverpool play but Barcelona against Madrid, never.
they were my two favourite teams, and I guess it's bad to love two rival teams but if I had to chose Barcelona was definitely my favourite.
not because of Alejandro, I've always been the biggest Barca supporter, since the day I can remember I've been supporting for Spain and Barcelona.
when I was younger I didn't even know real Madrid existed, Barca was the only team that mattered to me, now I've came to terms with liking both teams, but I'll always love Barca more.
"I'll make sure you're able to come" he assures as a waitress now starts approaching us. "what can I get you guys today?" she asks as she takes a small book from her pocket.
"I'll take the ceasar salad with fries on the side" I order, my eyes focused on the menu "I'll take the gazpacho" ale orders, his eyes focused on me.
"is that all for you today?" she questions "yes, thank you" I smile as she leaves our table, I turn my face back to Alejandro who was already looking at me.
"are you gonna survive with just gazpacho?" I ask him, it seemed like that wouldn't be enough to feed a whole man "you know what that is?" he raises his eyebrows
"of course, just seems like that won't feed you" I laugh "I'll eat a snack later if it doesn't" he smiles, I had started loving his smile, even after two days I felt like it was imprinted in my brain.
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