Imagine for Luscious-Chambers
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*pretend this was when he was at Sevilla*
"You ready to go?" My friend Beth, asked.
"Yesss," I replied with excitement.
We took a short walk to the Brighton & Hove Albion F.C stadium. Today they were playing the Spanish team, Sevilla. Beth and I had ordered tickets a while ago to watch the game. As I was a supporter of my home city, it was obvious who I wanted to win.
We approached the stadium, then walked in and found our seats.
"You stay here, I'll go and buy some drinks and snacks. What do you want?" I asked.
"Just a coke and any crisps really. Sure you wanna go on your own?" She asked.
"Yeah I'll be okay," I replied.
I walked around to the nearby small shop inside the stadium.
"2 cokes and 2 boxes of Pringles please," I asked the man behind the counter.
I gave him my money and started to walked back.
As I put my head down to check that I'd picked everything up, I bumped into someone.
I looked to see a man dark hair and dark eyes. He had a training kit on that wasn't Brighton's. Maybe it's a Sevilla player.
"Mierda, sorry I didn't see you there. You okay?" He asked, in a Spanish accent.
"Sorry, I'm fine thanks," I replied.
"I'm Denis, player for Sevilla. Guessing your a Brighton supporter?" He said.
"Yes I'm a Brighton supporter, my name is Aishah. Nice to meet you Denis, good luck," I said with a smile, then I walked back towards my seat.
"You took a while," Beth said.
"Oh, I bumped into a Sevilla player," I replied.
"How can you say that so casually? You met a football player!?" Beth raised her voice.
"He was quite attractive," I replied.
"His name?" Beth asked.
"I'll show you when he comes on the pitch," I replied.
The players soon came on the pitch, ready to start the game.
"Number 17," I said to my friend.
"Wow he is nice," she replied.
"Stop staring at the faces and watch the game!" I replied to her.
As it approached half time it was 1-0 to Brighton.No team had really dominated, and the possession was pretty equal.
By the end of the game, the score remained the same. In a way, I felt sorry for the Sevilla players. They travelled a long way and lost. It was only a friendly though.
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"Do you remember the first time we met?" Denis asked me.
"Of course, it was at the football game," I replied.
"Then we met again in the town," he laughed.
"It was almost a sign," I sighed.
"I'm so happy that I met you, I also can't wait to meet the little me," He smiled.
"Me too, can't wait for our little family," I smiled.
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