The Tan One and The Little Pea (Chicharito & Moreno fanfic)

There's Two

"Oh hi," I smiled at him. "My friend told me about you."

"Oh she did?" he raised his eyebrows. "And what did she say?" He said with a smirk.

"I don't remember honestly," I laughed. "She was telling me about all the players on your team and I only remembered you and a few other names."

"Oh? Why me?" Hector asked.

"Oh! Just because your name means tan in Spanish so it stuck in my head."

"Well that makes sense. And my name does suit me well." He gestured to his body, which was pretty tan. I looked at him and saw how handsome he actually was. He had a very nice build and a really strong set jaw. He was about 6'2 and he had really strong looking arms. His eyes were a beautiful brown that someone could get lost in forever. His hair was brown as well and looked hard from gel.

I realized what I was doing and shook the thoughts from my head. "Why did you want to walk with me?" I asked him.

"Well," he scratched the back of his neck. "I think you are very pretty, so I wanted to talk to you."

"Aww that is very sweet, thank you Hector." I smiled at him.

He turned his head a little. Then something came across his face and he turned his head back to me. "Hey! You never told me your name."

"Oh that's right! Sorry I forgot. My name is Belen Garcia." I told him.

"Belen, that is a beautiful name."

"Thank you. My mom is very Catholic so she chose the name where Jesus himself was born haha." I started to walk up the stairs and he went with me.

I was able to take two steps before I heard, "Hey! Where are you going?" It was another man.

"We're taking the long way!" Hector yelled.

"Why?" The voice asked. It was getting closer.

"Why not?" Hector said.

"Well because you are one lazy mother fucker so it's weird you want to walk up the stairs." The man appeared. He was not as tall as Hector but equally as handsome. He had a haircut where it was short on the sides and bigger on the top. I could see that his hair was curly. He also had brown eyes and a scrawnier build. He saw me. "Oh that's why." The man said. "You're with a girl." He smirked.

"Shut up man." Hector said, embarrassed.

The man stuck his hand out to me, "Hola, I'm Javier 'El Chicharito' Hernandez."

"Hola." I said. "I'm Belen Garcia."

Javier smiled at me. "I like that name, it's really religious. Belen is where Jesus was born."

"Yea I know." I told him. "My mom is very catholic. Wait, did you say your name was Chicharito?"

Now his smile grew cockier. "Yes, well it's my nickname."

"Oh! My friend told me about you too!"

"Too?" Javier asked, the curiosity in his eyes.

Moreno stepped up now. He had just been quietly watching in amusement. "Yea, too. Her friend also told her about me."

"Well actually," I said. "She told me about all of you guys. I only remembered some though and you and Hector were the two of the ones I remembered. Hector, I already told you that."

Hector shrunk down a little, "Yea I know," he said, embarrassed.

"Wait why did you remember us?" Javier asked.