"Mario!" I shout as I see him walking to the swimming pool. He finds me and we lock eyes. He smiles and wades towards me. He looks absolutely stunning in the swimming shorts he's wearing. He comes nearer and presses his lips against mine. I smile when he pulls back and wrap my arms around his neck. "How was training?" Mario rolls his eyes and leans back.
"Yeah better not talk about that," he says.
"Awh what is it?" I grin, "Are you nervous?" I hear him groan, but he grabs my waist anyways. For some reason I feel slightly uncomfortable but that thought slips my mind quicker than expected. To my surprise, Mario nods and I kiss his cheek to comfort him.
"It's okay, I'm sure you'll do great, like you always do, right?" I say to him. He cracks a smile but his face starts to look gloomy in a matter of minutes again. I'm pretty sure this is not all about being nervous.
"You know that one time we did some things on a beach like last week?" Mario says. I giggle. I can definitely remember. Last week, we had some free time and we had spent it on the beach that day, which was really great. We walked hand in hand and there were some people that wanted a picture of Mario and them together, which I had gladly accepted. When it started to get dark, the beach got empty and Mario and I sat down in the sand and we had kissed. And we might have done some other stuff too, but it didn't get too far, don't worry. But there was no one around and it was really exciting.
"I remember," I answer him.
"Well some images have popped up online on twitter and facebook and on some news articles and it's a disaster," Mario says slowly.
"What images?" I ask.
"Pictures of me and you doing kinky things on the beach, I guess that's the best way to explain it," he says. I should have known that was going to happen at some point and yet I wasn't prepared for it.
"Oh," is all I can say.
"It's going viral," he sighs, "I should've mentioned this was going to happen."
"You should've stopped me when it started. This entire relationship should have never started in the first place," I blurt out. He looks at me. "I mean, I didn't mean it like that, but if you would have been just a normal regular guy, it would have been so much easier for me."
"I know, it's my fault I should've never acted upon this," he sighs and lets go off my waist and drops his arms next to him.
"Don't say that. I didn't mean it like that," I try to make it better, "It's just that it's difficult for me, especially with this too." I sigh. I really like Mario, I even love him, but I didn't think it would be so difficult and I'm starting to notice it more and more now that we get in further. I went to Germany to study, to get a degree and to learn a language. And now I'm thrown in this relationship, which is great by the way, but it's just that Mario is famous; I have to share him with so many other people. It feels like I change my mind every single day about whether I want to stay in this relationship or not. But at the moment I'm leaning more towards the "going back to the USA option and finish my studies there" rather than to stay here and go on holidays with Mario. "It's just difficult for me. I just came here to study and I met you and I'm so happy I met you, but it made my entire goal so much more difficult to reach."
"Do you think it's easy for me?" Mario says, "Dating someone is extremely difficult, because there is always going to be photographers and there is always gonna be embarrassing pictures and there is always gonna be people that will ask you about our relationship, just because I play football, and I'm sorry to have pulled you in, but I love you and I didn't mean to make your life more difficult than it already is," he says and turns around and leaves me alone in the swimming pool. I just stood there, "If you really want to leave, you're happy to go, I won't stop you, I just hope you will stay." He continues and climbs out of the pool and makes his way to the towels and then soon disappears in the showers, leaving me by myself. I look around me and try to spot Lara, but she is nowhere to be seen, so I leave to the showers as well.
After the swimming party, and everyone leaving to the game, I decided to get back to the hotel and just pack everything. There were two reasons why I decided to go back to the United States. 1) Mario had been ignoring me for about 4 hours now and he hasn't shown any interest in me staying and keeping me here. 2) coming to Germany was just an entire adventure that could have gone wrong or right. But I had been accepted to American schools and maybe I could even go back there. I don't know what would be the best plan. But having time to think is the best option for now and 3) I love Mario. And I want to know if I will still love him if I leave for a few weeks. I'm so conflicted. I don't know what to do and I don't know who to talk to. I decided to give Matthias a call, but he doesn't pick up, so I try Carlie.
Exactly 3,5 hours later I'm standing at the airport of Rio. My suitcases were only packed half, because Carlie managed to get me a plane ticket back to the US that would leave in 5 hours, right when Mario and the boys would be playing the finals. I thought it would be best to just leave when I still can. I know Mario would be hurt, but honestly, I think this would be best for me and him. Of course, I would miss him, but if it's meant to be, then we would get back together. I'd be okay with that, I'm just not sure if it's supposed to be right now. I left him a note saying that I'm sorry and I hope he'd find it in his hotel room, preferably after the game, because we don't want him to get all sad because of this. I'm really sorry.
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Fanfiction❝So you are flirting excessively with a German football player and you don't even know how football works?❞ --- Lillian is a small town girl from the United States, who decides to take a leap of faith by moving to Munich, Germany. This is where she...