"C'mon! Cris please!" I said shaking his shoulder. He was laying down in bed and wouldn't get up.
Cris groaned and rolled over. I wanted to go out with Junior to breakfast.
"Cris!" I whined "Please."
I heard him sigh into his pillow. I laid next to him and faced him. He turned to face me and opened one eye, I pouted and cuddled close to him.
"Please?" I tried again
"You're killing me." He laughed. He pulled me into his arms and kissed my head. "Alright let me shower."
I clapped and jumped on his back as he got up. "Yay!"
"Well you can't get in with me. Or you could but..." He trailed off
I got down and pushed him "Go on."
I went to my drawer, yes I have a drawer now, and got out my Jean Capris and a peach top. I went into Junior's room and sat down on the side of his bed.
I shook him lightly, he had his cast still, and told him we were going out to get breakfast. He sat up and rubbed his eyes with his good arm.
I set out a change of clothes for him. I walked downstairs and played with Cristiano's lab (idk their names?) He was so cute.
I heard the water shut off and footsteps on the steps. Junior came down and sat beside me petting the dog also.
"How do you feel?" I asked
Junior shrugged "Okay."
We waited for twenty minutes and Cristiano still wasn't down. "Oh my, he takes longer than me." I laughed
Junior held his stomach "I'm hungry. Daddy!!" He yelled
"I'm coming!" I heard faintly
I placed my hand on Junior's head. We waited a minute or so more until Cristiano came down.
He took Junior's hand and wrapped his other arm around my shoulders as we walked out. "Diva." I giggled
"Well I can at least try to look better than you right?"
I looked up at him and smiled "Right."
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I still couldn't train. So my day consisted of watching the guys train and helping the coaches out whenever they would let me.
"Alright laps boys! Vamos!" Ancellotti called
I sat down on the sidelines and watched as they went around the field. I sighed and laid back in the grass.
James appeared above me breathing hard "Whatcha doing?"
"Tried to stop my brain from exploding due to boredom."
James rolled his eyes and helped me up. Cristiano came behind me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders.
"Hey." I smiled
He kissed my forehead "Hola."
James came up close batting his eyelashes "Hola."
Cristiano pushed him away and laughed "Vamos amigo."
They began walking away to the showers. I sluggishly walked to the lobby of the training center.
Ancellotti walked out and sat down next to me. "I talked to your doctor. He said you may be able to get back to running next week."
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The Player Swap Up
FanfictionThis is my story of Alex Morgan and Cristiano Ronaldo because honestly I think, if she wasn't married, they'd be super dooper cute together. Alex Morgan, striker for USA's National Women's Soccer Team. Cristiano Ronaldo, striker for Real Madrid C...