Denis Suarez #1

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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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Hope you enjoyed! I'm going to be updating more frequently!

ALSO I have uploaded the intro for a new story I have been writing. It's called SWARM - if you want to check it out then that will make me very happy :) I'm gonna start uploading to that when some people start reading it :)

Thanks for reading!
- Em :)

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