You are my sunshine ✴ (Mesut Özil fanfic)

At Sergio's

Suddenly he stopped hugging me. "Please, sit" he said and then he touched me from my waist. I sat on a sofa. "Why are you here?" He asked me curious. "I just feel.. Crappy lately. Like no one likes me, yeah, I could say depressed.. But I remembered, that you.." I said, without ending my sentence properly, it was a little bit awkward. "You can always count on me Mes" he told me and he winked at me. I laughed awkwardly. Just when I felt a bit happy, I felt my leg vibrate, on the area of my pocket. It was my phone. And it was again Mathieu. Since I left London, he has called me like.. Five or six times. He texted me almost ten messages apologizing and begging for a chance to meet up. I couldn't allow something like that, of course! I frowned and pressed the red button for once again. "Who was it?" Sergio asked me curiously, since he got to see my face. Should I just tell him what was going on or would I hurt him again? "No one.. Let's forget about it! Your best friend is on town! Which are the plans for tonight?" I said with a fake smile at my face which, to be honest with you, started getting real second by second. "We could go at a bar if you want" he suggested smiling. "Yeah, sure!" I replied smiling as well. Then he stared at me, like I stare at Mathieu. With that lost look, with that stupid but still adorable smile. Man.. He was really in love. Still in love. But what about me, you might ask. Well, I still couldn't take Mathieu out of my mind. If you think about it, this situation, this moment was so awkward. Him, staring at me like he is a young teenager staring at his crush and me looking at him with a simple smile, having on my mind Mathieu's kiss and face. It was from those times that I could recall all of his characteristics perfectly! I stood up, so this mess could stop. "I'm kinda hungry.. Is there anything to eat or are you still delivering every now and then?" I asked him laughing. "Some times I wonder how do you still keep your body fit! Ha-ha.." I continued. "I train young man, I train! Unlike some others.." He said laughing and he poked me. "Hahaha.. Please, not again!" I begged him laughing. I tried to make his hands go off my body, but I couldn't. "You are really fit! And strong.." I admitted still laughing. "I warned you! Hahaha.." He replied and he kept on poking me. "Let's see if you can run though!" I challenged him and ran away from him. "Damnit Mesut!" He said disappointed with his abilities. "Hahaha got you this time!" I laughed at him. He tried though to chase me. I ran quickly to the kitchen, he followed. Then back at the living room from the spot he began chasing me. Next to the sofa. "GOT YAA.." He shouted slightly and fell onto me, making both of us fall on the sofa. He was on me. That funny situation, turned into awkward again just in some seconds. He stared at me so calmed and surprised at the same time. I was looking at him more surprised than calmed. "If I tried to kiss you now, would you let me do it?" He whispered. "Ehh.." I tried to say but he interrupted me leaning towards my face and gave me a quick kiss. I couldn't know if that kiss would last longer though, but I tried not respond. I said I tried, not actually accomplished it.