Zlatan, The God

6-Day After

I woke up from something tickling my neck. I opened my eyes, noticing a huge mass of hair layed on my chest, right over my boobs. OMG, we fell asleep! David was laying over me, my arms wraped around his neck, his around my hips. His legs were straddling me. I tried to remember what happened last night. OH GOD! I remembered everything! Sara, dancing with David, Zlatan- Wait I kissed Zlatan! Thiago, shots, the car, kids, shots, the washrooms, shots! Did me and Davi do something? After all, I was wearing his shirt and he was only in his boxers.

"(P) Davi! Davi!" I whispered, shaking him. We were hungover, I couldn't talk loudly. "Wake up, Davi''

''(P) What? Are you okay? Flor, what's going on?'' His head popped up, taking hold of the situation. He slowly seemed to realize what was going on, as he gradually got off me. ''(P) We didn't- Please tell me we didn't-'' He asked me, his eyes sending a scared expression.

''(P) I don't think so, I would've remebered'' He seemed relieved. ''(P) I like your appartment, Davi'' He gave me a hand to get up. He headed to a hallway and came back wearing joggers, his hair tied up. "(P) Want me to cook something? You must be hungry'' I asked him. He seemed guilty, or sorry, or something. He nodded, sofly smiling. I headed to what looked like a kitchen, and got started. Pancakes would be excellent this morning.

''(P) Last night was so fun!'' He said, showing me his phone with a couple of pictures we took with anyone we saw

''(P) Zlatan and me made out yesterday'' I told him, out of nowhere. he looked shocked.

''(P) Flor, you know he's married?'' It hit me like a brick wall. I couldn't comprehend, where was she? Why did he kiss me? We were flirting all night!

''(P) We were drunk, I- I'm sure he didn't mean it'' We dropped the subject, and he kept showing me funny pictures we took. As I put the pancakes on plates, the frontdoor shot open

''(P) Coelho, love, I brought food!'' Screamed Sara, closing the door behing her. She saw us, dropped the bag of food, and ran out the door. OMG! I've known these people for 3 days, now, and I have already made out with one of them, got drunk with another, and got drama in a couple. David ran after her, not bothering to close the door. I quickly grabed a napkin and a pen, wrote my number on it, and left it on the counter top. I took 3 pancakes from the plate I had set for myself, grabbed my purse, shoes and dress from the floor, and ran to my appartment, closing Davi's door behind me. I heard them shouting at the bottom of the stairs. God, she must think the worst! I decided to jump in the shower, so I could get time to think about everything. What time is it? 12, already? I ate my pancakes in the shower, sat on the floor, letting the water pour on me. It's a thing I often do. Eat in the shower equals therapy for me. After a while, I got out and dressed, and realized I had shit to do. I have a company to make sure is okay, after all. Duck is running things down there, so I've only got to make sure everything's alright once in a while, or sign papers sometimes. I got that done for a while, then chated a bit with my friends on Facebook. Nothing much, just catching up. Last night wasn't mentioned, though. After catching up, I poped on a movie on the tv, ordered a pizza and grabbed a blanket. Anything to get my mind off the last 12 hours. After 15 minutes, I heard a knock on my door. Pizza got here real fast! I grabbed my money and headed for the door. When I opened it, I saw a tired-looking David, all cozy in his sweater and joggers, bare-feet, slightly forcing a smile.

''(P) Hey, how are you? What happened?'' I pulled his arm to get him to step in. He looked exhausted. I looked at the clock, and it was only 8 pm. He sat on the sofa, and I sat on one end, ready to hear his story. ''(P) You look exhausted, Davi '' He just nodded, grabbed a pillow from my couch and laid his head in my lap, pulling my blanket over his huge body. He looked so vulnerable at this precise moment. Just like a child.

''(P) She thinks I cheated on her with you, Flor'' He softly said. ''(P) She didn't break up with me, but she thinks we hooked up or something, I don't ever know I- I would never do such thing, she should know that. We fought all day, and she cried, and I cried, and we fought more, and I didn't shower or eat or do anything, I'm a goddamn mess. I'm so tired'' As he spoke, his eyes slowly closed.

''(P) Davi, pizza will be here in a minute, stay awake and eat something, please'' I said, grabing his face. The pizza delivery guy must've read my mind, because as I said that, the doorbell rang a second time today. ''(P) you see?'' he simply smiled, getting back in a seated position. I grabbed the pizza and gave the man the money. I placed the pizza in David's lap, which had a boosting effect on him. He opened the box up and immediatly grabbed a piece. Right before he got it in his mouth, he looked at me and handed me the piece, smiling.

''(P) Thanks'' I laughed, sitting next to him

''(P) You know, you really are my best friend, here'' he randomly said

''(P) What about Thiago?''

''(P) Not the same, he's my work friend. I can't show up at his house because I fought with my girlfriend. '' He took a bite, as I took one too. ''(P)I haven't known you for long, but you're my best friend''

''(P) I'm honored, Davi'' I answered him, genuinly happy he sees me as a friend already. I feel like we're going to get along really well. I feel like I've known him forever. We talked about PSG until we finished the pizza. He gave me a brief summary of his life at the club, how he gets along with his team mates, and stuff like that.

''(P) You want to sleep here? You look like a zombie'' I asked him, as he yawned

''(P) wow, thanks for the compliment'' he said, nudging me, ''(P) Okay, I'll borrow your sofa, then''

''(P) you're not sleeping on the sofa, are you crazy? My guests dont sleep on my sofa''

''(P) but I don't want you to sleep on the sofa because of me, so we'll have to share the bed'' I nodded at his words. ''I'm warning you, I take alot of space!'' He laughed, as I placed all our food on the kitchen's counter.

''(P) come'' I simply said, as he followed me. He looked very curious of his surroundings, as he was going through a portion of my house he'd never seen. As we got to my bed, he quickly got under the covers of my undone bed, burying his head in one of the fluffy white pillows.

''(P) I'll be back in one minute, let me get ready'' I grabbed a huge t-shirt and shorts and made my way to the bathroom, quickly changing up. when I got back to the room, he was already asleep. I closed the lights, jumping in the bed next to him.

''(P) good night, florinha''

''(P) good night, davi''