The next morning I woke up, or better said I had enough of laying and crying in bed and I stood up, I didn't sleep all night. It is now 7 am and we have to be at the airport at 7 pm, so I have exactly twelve hours left in Madrid. How am I gonna spend those? I want to be with my friends and with Cristiano and I'll have another meeting with Zidane and the scout at 2 pm. Today is gonna be a very busy day.
I decided to not waste any time and put my clothes directly on. Santiágo was still sleeping, I didn't want him to destroy my last hours in Madrid so I didn't have breakfast and sneaked as sneaky as I could out. I checked my phone and saw that Cristiano called me many times. He also sent messages like:"Baby please wake up, we have to be together, as long as possible. Call me back when you see this."
I didn't wait for a second and called him back:
"Good morning beautiful."
"Good morning Sir. Where are you?"
"Look at the window baby, I'm here in front of the hotel."
"Are you the one in that white Lamborghini?"
"Yes, I'm. Wanna have a ride?
"I'm coming...."
We both hung up the phone and I walked out of the hotel to his car.
He gave me a kiss and started driving.
Then he said:"And uhm... Eleánore Have you thought about it? There must be a possibility for you to stay."
I said:"No, Cristiano, just forget it and please stop talking about it. It's impossible, I've to get back to school soon, my parents will never let me live in Madrid, I can't imagine a life without Santiágo in it, even tho we don't talk to each other anymore. And I can't stay here if all of my friends will go back to home, it'll be unfair. Jennifer has to go back to the university and has to get back to work, the others have to go back to school like I do. And their parents won't let them stay neither."
I started crying again.
"But I want to be with you Eleánore and I want you to be with me.", he said while crying.
"And why do you and Santiágo not talk to each other anymore? What happened?", he asked.
I answered:"Ehm... Because of you.... I mean ehh because of us... He doesn't trust you and doesn't want us to be together."
"How do you mean he doesn't trust me?", Cristiano asked.
"Because you're seventeen and I'm fifteen, ehh he probably thinks that you're a fuckboy. And he thinks that we've done shit together. Yesterday when I came back at the hotel that late, he saw that you gave me a kiss and he knew that I lied to him and my friends. So he asked me where I was all the time and he was sure that we didn't only kiss bla bla bla", I said.
Cristiano looked kinda shocked, ofcourse I didn't want to tell him all of this, but I had to.
We stopped at a restaurant to have breakfast, but I didn't want to eat, I was only thinking about Cristiano, I just can't live without him. It was already 9 am, I had not even ten hours left with him.
Cristiano asked me why I didn't eat I told him that I'm not in the mood to.
Then he said:"Please eat something Eleánore, we both didn't have dinner yesterday. It's not healthy if you don't eat now."
I ignored him, because if I would eat something, I would puke, I felt so sick, mentally and physically.
When Cristiano finished his breakfast he starred really sad at me, he got tears in his eyes and so did I.
He hugged me for like ten minutes, people were starring at us like we were crazy. But I didn't want him to stop, I felt so comfortable between his arms, it was the place to be for me, especially at that moment.
Cristiano paid for his breakfast and we left the restaurant.
He asked me what I wanted to do and I told him that I didn't care as long as I could be with him and my friends. We rode back to the hotel.
