Mr. Navas

15

"Kristine!" He called from downstairs
"Just one more minute!"
"For fucks sake, I'm going to be late to the game!"
"There's plenty of time!"
"Oh my god, come on!"

I fixed my hair and then hurried down the stairs to find Jesús ready to go with his keys in his hand.

I was dressed in a Manchester City jersey, more importantly his jersey, ripped black skinny jeans, and black boots. I had my long brown hair tied back in a high ponytail.

He greeted me with a kiss, "Ready to go, princess?"
"Stop," I pleaded.

I hated, yet loved it, when he called me "princess". Things between us were intact going quite well. We'd been dating I guess for maybe a few days. It feels so... So... Amazing being with him. I'm so glad that I accepted his offer for me to move in with him. It's only been a couple days, but the bond we have is worth millions. We're inseparable.

Once we arrived at their stadium, he lead me to where I would be sitting. It appeared to be with the players girlfriends or wives.

"You'll sit with them, and don't worry, they're all friendly."
I smiled nervously, "Alright, good luck."
"Thanks, baby," he pecked my lips, then left me.

I sat an empty seat and sat down beside a gorgeous dark haired women.

She looked at me when I sat down, "You're cute."
"Thanks, but look at you!"
She laughed to herself, "Thanks, love. I haven't seen you around before, I'm, Anara."
"Kristine, it's nice to meet you. I'm Jesús' girlfriend."
"Oh really?! He finally got a girlfriend, that's so great!"
"Why he hasn't had many."
"Oh no, he's a very quiet man and keeps it to himself most of the time. Not too social, sort of like a lone wolf."
"Yeah, his flat seemed so lonely until I moved in."
"Wow, already moved in I see."
"I needed a place, so."
"Oh alright. By the way, I'm with Samir."
"Cool, I don't think I know him because I haven't really met any of the players. Joe, I know and... Sergio?"
"Ah yes, Sergio Aguero. Great player."

We spent the rest of the time talking, while the team was warming up. She pointed out Samir and attempted to teach me the other guys names. 

Manchester City was playing Crystal Palace. It was a quick pace game. I'd never been to any sports event before because I never had the money, so this was something different and new to me. I liked it though.

Later in the second half, Jesús came onto the field. He was amazing. The speed he had was unreal. He just kept sprinting up and down the line without even getting tired. I'd never seen him like this before. He was so focused and aggressive on the field. This was a different side of him that I didn't really know.

The game ended 2-0 for us. We all cheered and clapped our hands.

"Hey, where're you going?" Anara called after me.
"To go find Jesús."
"They just went in, so I guess that they won't be out until another half an hour probably, no need to rush."
"Well, ok then."
"Give me your number, we can talk sometime and maybe get together."
"Yeah, I'd like that."

We waited for our guys, before going out separate ways. It was nice to make some new friends. Alyssa and Jess weren't going to be there for me all the time with their busy lifestyles. Speaking of Jess, I missed one of her calls. I decided that is call her once we got home.

"Hello, Jess speaking?"
"It's. Kris-" I didn't say my full name because she'd think it was weird. She's always used my nickname.
"Where are you calling from?"
"My home."
"New place."
"Yeah, I guess."
"Ok, tell me this, what are these dating rumours?! You and a professional football player?!"
"They're true."
"What?! No way!"
"I moved in with him."
"Shut up, Kris. Alyssa's going to flip."
"She already knows," I muttered.
"Huh?"
"Nothing."

I had already told Alyssa because we had talked recently. Addison also knew because we all went out to dinner together. I didn't tell Jess because I was still a bit mad at her.

"How did you meet?!"
"Well, I guess I could tell you now. He's the guy from that night. The bet. I got his number."
"No. Fucking. Way."
"Yes."
"Kris, oh my gosh! Why didn't you tell me?!"
"I couldn't, ok?!" I snapped, "You were being so unreasonable and didn't trust me on that one! I'm still mad at you! I thought you of all people would understand, but no! And now you call just because I'm in some stupid rumours on the media?!"
"Kris-"
"No! That's unbelievable. One minute you're pissed and want nothing to do with me, the next you're calling me up and talking Ike everything's ok!"
"I don't want our friendship to end."
"Well I don't know how that's going to turn out... Honestly. I just need some time to think."
"I- ok... Talk to you later."

I couldn't believe her right now. That just ruined my whole mood. I needed to be cheered up.

"Jesús!"

He came trotting up the stairs. He still looked great when he was dressed in sweats.

"Still got the jersey on," he said, laying down on the bed next to me.
"Yeah," I smiled.
"What was all the arguing about? I heard from downstairs."
"Just Jess. She's being... I don't know."
"Are you ok?"
"Not really."

He lifted my chin with his finger and lightly pressed his soft lips against mine.

"Better?"
"A kiss isn't going to make everything better, Jesús."
"What's it going to take?"
"I can't magically change moods. I'm upset..."
"More than a kiss?"
"What?"
"Let me cheer you up. You just relax and let me do all the work."
"Uh..."
"Come on, don't I deserve a prize for the win today?"

Oh shit. That's escalated quickly.