FIFA was over. The boys had won the World Cup. I was proud yet, so sad I couldn't be there to run on the field and hug all of them, well maybe not Mats.
Things had been normal. I returned to my job at the Berlin headquarters of Chanel (I was an assistant director of fashion). I had visited my family, and began a life without football players.
A text arrived on my screen. It was from Mes.
Hey I'm going to be in Berlin tomorrow. We're going about with the cup. When I'm done, can I see you?
I was nervous as soon as I read the text. I didn't know what to do. I was scared I would get my heart broken, even though I know he wouldn't hurt me.
Yes. What time are you finished? I replied.
4 pm. Can I pick you up at work, we can hang and maybe get dinner. He sent instantly.
Sure. Text me when you've finished and then pop on over.
Great!
I shut off my phone and breathed. I wanted to see him now. But I would wait.
The next day at 4pm...
The office had been watching the coverage of the boys parading around Berlin all day. I was growing eager, when my phone buzzed.
Hey I'm in your office building, I'll be on your floor in a minute or two. Mes said.
Cool. I replied trying to be normal.
A moment later, my receptionist Emma came to my door.
"Nicole, Mesut Özil is here to see you."
"Thank you." I said anxiously.
He walked in looking like he always did with a gleaming smile upon his face. Immediately, I hugged him. His body was so familiar to me. He was so beautiful in so many ways.
"Hello, darling." He said tilting my chin a bit.
"Hello!" I said not letting go of him still.
"You wanna get out of here?" He asked smiling.
"Yes."
We walked out the doors. Everything felt good and normal again. I hadn't even noticed us holding hands because it felt so natural to me. I wanted to be sure about starting a relationship again but a part of me knew that being with Mes was the best thing I could do for myself.
We spent the day laughing and walking around Potsdamer Platz. Later, at around 8 pm we decided to go for dinner somewhere. We went to an amazing sushi place and just spent time together.
At the end of the night he walked me back to my apartment. We finally arrived at my door.
"So, I had a lot of fun tonight." He said.
"Yeah, me too."
Suddenly, he pulled me into a kiss. It was as if no one was around us. I had wanted this for so long, I missed it. We separated, and smiled at one another.
"Do you wanna come inside?" I stated biting my lip.
"Sure."
A/N: Hello everyone! So this a chapter. Love it, lol. Um yeah, I'm sure a lot of you are going to be happy with this one, so yay. The song is Queen of Disaster by Lana Del Rey. Enjoy!! Xx
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When Love Takes Over (Mesut Özil, Mats Hummels, Thomas Müller)
FanfictionNicole Richards is best friends with most of the guys on the German national team. She never thought she'd be more than friends though, with any of them. Read to see what happens.