Y/N Kalogeras has always admired soccer star Kenan Yıldız from afar, never imagining they'd cross paths. But when a chance encounter brings them together, sparks fly. As their friendship deepens, Y/N sees beyond Kenan's fame and falls for the man be...
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284.890 likes Those girls were with Kenan Yildiz.🤔🤔🤔 Comments: user8900: What?!!! Who r they!! lovelia: Why was he with them?? leahyej: isn't that y/n and madelyn? 2838 more ____________________________________
The next morning, the warm italian sun streamed through the window of our big hotel room, but I could hardly enjoy its glow. I was staring at my phone, the screen lighting up every few seconds with notifications.
"Y/n chill," Madelyn said, barely looking up from where she was scrolling though her own phone, lying sprawled on her bed.
"Chill? How can I chill?" I said, pacing back and forth. "Some random person took a photo of us last night, and now it's all over Instagram! People are tagging me as "mystery girl." I can't deal with this!"
I hadn't noticed the photo until this morning when I woke up to Madelyn shaking me awake, her phone in my face. Sure enough, someone had snapped a picture of me and Kenan talking at the restaurant. From the angle, it looked casual but intimate—his easy smile directed at me, and me looking like I'd forgotten how to breathe.
"You're acting like you're on the cover of a gossip magazine," Madelyn said, sitting up and grinning. "You're just a blurry background character in Kenan Yildiz's life. No one knows who you are."
"Yet," I said, waving my phone at her. "Give it a few hours. Someone's bound to figure it out. And what if he sees it? He'll think I leaked it or something!"
Madelyn raised an eyebrow. "You're being dramatic. He seemed nice. He won't think that."
Before I could respond, my phone buzzed with a new message. I froze, my heart dropping into my stomach when I saw the name.
Drew: Y/n?! Is that you with Kenan Yildiz?
"Oh my god," I whispered.
"What now?" Madelyn asked, sitting up straighter.
"Drew," I said turning my phone to show her. "He saw the photo."
Madelyn's grin widened. "Your bestie Drew? The one who's always teasing you about your 'football crush'? This is priceless."
I opened the message, unsure of how to respond. Before I could type anything another message came through.
Drewbie🫶🏻
- Y/n?! Is that you with Kenan Yildiz? - You're literally everywhere. Did you know someone took this photo? Why didn't you tell me you met him??
- Yes, I know about the photo. No, I didn't plan this. I met him by chance last night, and someone must've taken a picture.
- 'By chance,' huh? Sure. You're living a dream, y/n. Keep me updated—I need the full story later. seen ________________________________
Madelyn peeked over my shoulder. "See? Drew's loving it. Relax. It's not as bad as you're making it out to be."
Before I could argue, my phone buzzed again, but this time it was from an unknown number. ___________________________________
Unknown number
- Hey, good morning. I saw the photo. Don't worry about it. It happens sometimes. Hope it's not stressing you out too much. ___________________________________
I nearly dropped my phone.
"Y/n, what?" Madelyn asked, leaning in closer.
"It's him," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
Her jaw dropped. "What did he say?" Read it!"
I read the message aloud, my heart thumping in my chest.
"See?" Madelyn said, nudging me with her elbow. "He's clearly cool about it. He's probably used to this kind of thing."
"But i'm not used to it," I said, staring at the screen. My thumbs hovered over the keyboard. "What do I even say?"
Madelyn groaned and snatched the phone from my hands. "Here. Let me help."
"Madelyn, no—"
Too late. She typed out a response and hit send before I could stop her. ___________________________________
Kenan Yildiz
- Hey, good morning. I saw the photo. Don't worry about it. It happens sometimes. Hope it's not stressing you out too much.
Good morning. I'm trying not to - panic, but it's definitely weird seeing myself in a photo like that. Sorry if it caused you any trouble.
___________________________________
"There," she said, handing the phone back to me. "Friendly, polite, and normal. You're welcome."
I glared at her, but before I could say anything. my phone buzzed again.
