Zlatan, The God

5-Party

"(P) You're okay in those heels, Flor?'' He asked, as we went down the stairs

''(P) Of course, don't worry, I'm made of steel'' I answered him. We made our way to the garage from which we came up earlier today, but he didn't head towards the same car as before. Istead of the Audi, he unlocked a black Ferrarri, which left me in awe.

''(P) Holly shit Davi how many cars do you own?'' I said, out of surprise, as I stood outside the car admiring my view.

''(P) 4, but one's in Brazil. I love cars!'' He waited a couple of seconds. ''Are you getting in or are you taking the metro?" He asked, laughing at my face, which I didn't realized that must have looked completely ridiculous. I then got in the back seat.

"(P) Why the back seat? I'm not gonna bite, you know?'' He said, starting it up. I was keeping myself from screaming of how exited I was. My first Ferrarri ride. Oh gosh, Duck would be so jealous.

"(P) We're picking up Sara, right? I'm not making her sit in the back seat'' I saidas we drove out of the garage. David started blasting some brazilian music, and we both danced and sung all the way to Sara's hotel. I actually forgot we had to pick her up

"(P)Bate forte o tambor, Eu quero I Tic tic tic tic tac, Bate forte o tambor, Eu quero I Tic tic tic tic tac!'' We were now screaming on the top of our lungs, dancing our seated asses off, as we waited outside the hotel. when the door opened, Davi imediatly turned down the music. He kissed Sara, who was now seated, and turned to me with a childlike smile. I immediatly cracked up laughing, soon followed by him. Sara seemed surprised by my presence, but only gave me a smile as a greeting. We drove in silence, us girls on our phones and David softly singing his brazilian songs. We arrived at a very fancy restaurant, with valets and stuff. Of course, we were swarmed by papparazzi as soon as we got out of the car. It was a bit overwealming. People ''attacked'' Davi with questions and pictures. He held Sara's hand to his right, who seemed used to this kind of situation. She quietly smiled at the cameras. Davi held my hand to the left, as I unvoluntarily hid in his back. We finally got to the entrance after what felt like an eternity.

''(P) You're okay, Flor?'' He asked me, as we were led to the table

''(P) Yeah, thanks. I'm not used to it, you know'' I smiled at him, as he returned a reassuring nod

''(P) I'm okay too, David'' quietly, but bitterly said Sara, to my surprise. David acted as he didn't hear, but I know he did, because he sharply moved his eyes to her, giving her almost a sorry look. She didn't see it, though. I let go of his hand, feeling kind of awkward. We got to the table where were seated a couple of members I recognized from earlier today as well as their wives or girlfriends, and some children. We had 3 chairs left for us. David sat between Sara and me, probably feeling some tension. I lifted my eyes up from the table and fell eyes to eyes with Zlatan, stairing at me. Next to him were Maxwell and Verratti.

''Charlie, have you met Zlatan?'' Davi asked in english, which surprised me a little.

"Trevligt att träffas!"  

''Ni talar Svenska?'' He asked, raising an eyebrow at me. (''You speak Swedish?'')

''No, that's the only thing I can say'' I laughed, followed by him. At that point, David had completely turned to Sara. They seemed in a deep conversation. Maxwell was talking to a lady, which I asume is his wife, and Verratti was turned to a little boy, who had Thiago's lips. Must be his son.

"So, what are you doing here?'' Zlatan asked me, popping me out of my little analysis. His accent was beautiful. God, could this man get more irresistibe?

''Wha- What do you mean?'' I was taken back by his question. He made me nervous, obviously. He seemed to notice, as a small smile appeared on his face. I turned red under my foundation.

"Are you someone's girlfriend? I've never seen you before today''

''Oh, sorry. Uhm, no-no I just moved to Paris, actually. My neighbour's David, so he invited me to come see you guys today'' He placed his elbows on the table and fisted his hands together on the table, seeming interested by my rather boring story

''Oh really? Where from?'' And then began a long, interesting discussion. I got to know him, his stories. He didn't talk muck about family. Neither did I, actually. We got through careers, likings, phones, puppies, school, anything. We just talked. I looked at my phone and an hour had just passed. I didn't see time go. I actually ate the plate that was placed in front of me at the beggining of the night.

''(P) You want a drink? Here, a drink!'' David handed us glasses, obviously having drank a couple himself. He immediatly went to the small dance floor there was, and I lost him in the croud. Sara was on her phone. Oh well. Davi came back a couple of minutes after, handing me a shot. Should I? Oh, why not! He grabed my hand, his gaze especially fun and childish. I started laughing histerically at the view oh him. I got my shoes off, and left them with my purse

''(P) Sorry I untied the tie you tied, Florzinha, I was hot'' He told me right next to my ear, actually looking sorry. I handed him another shot as an ''It's okay'' and followed him to the middle of the dance floor. The music was good. I started dancing, he started dancing. We had lots of fun. I put my arms around his neck, he put his on my hips, we kept on dancing, taking shots, dancing. It was fun.

''(P) You know, florzinha, you're my best friend'' He told me at one point. I don't know, I'm not even sure I hear what he's saying

"(P) Davi, I gotta go to the washroom'' I told him. He looked worried. ''I'll be right back, Davi. Don't worry'' He nodded, and I made my way to my destination. As I got to the hallway that would lead me to the ladies bathroom, I was pinned to the wall. Lips crashed to mine. I closed my eyes, My arms were stuck to the wall, not brave enough to move. He had one hand on my hip, another one on my cheek. It felt nice. It tasted like vodka. I opened my eyes as the person pulled away. Zlatan was stairing at me. He went back a little, my hands falling on the back of his neck. How tall was he, goddamit? I was on the tip of my toes and i could barely make it. I kissed his cheek, then laughed. His hands were pushed against the wall, at this point, right beside my head. I got out of his hold and headed where I had to, as if nothing happened. After peeing and washing my hands, I walked back to David, who was singing on the top of his lungs with a beer bottle in his hands. I grabbed his bottle, surprising him. I took a swing, he laughed, and put his arm around my shoulder. I raised the bottle and started singing with him.

''(P) Sara left, Flor'' He looked at me, after another 2hours of dancing. ''(P)She left'' He started laughing, obviously not in his normal state . A while after, Thiago pulled David asside.

''(P) We're going, Charlie'' Told me Thiago. He pulled us quite fast, only leaving us time to grab our stuff from the table. It was so funny, me and David couldn't stop laughing. We got in Thiago's car back sears,still laughing at anything. We got to the appartment. David quickly kissed his friend's cheek, pulling me out with him. We could barely walk, and I was barefoot. We started going upthe stairs, tripping a couple of times, histericaly laughing right after. We got to my place first.

''(P) I can't find my key, Davi'' I said, pouting at him.

''(P) Then come at mine's'' He simply said, as I followed him to his house. We got in, he quickly got his shoes off, as I dropped mine right next to them. I started drunkily exploring, falling on his sofa. Ooh, comfy. He tried to walk to a room while getting his pants, his tie and his shirt off. He came back seconds later, throwing me a black shirt.

''(P) Davi, turn around!'' He laughed and turned. I quickly got my dress off, left in only my panties. I couldn't care less at this point. The shirt got to my half-tigh, luckily.

''(P) Okay'' I said, as he turned around and jumped on the sofa. I jumped accross from him, covering myself with a blanket he handed me. We got drunk-talk done for the some time, then, I guess, I don't remember what happened.