Goal Changer

Chapter 2 - Assisted

Cristiano's POV

Cristiano looked around the studio, it was smaller than the usual places he did his photo shoots but it was nice he thought.

The walls were painted white with black counter tops all around the room. There was a small area in the corner for hair and make up that consisted of a white leather stool and a huge diamanté encrusted mirror, as long as he had somewhere he could check his hair he thought.

The beauty crew scurried around him introducing themselves and fawning over him.

One girl in particular couldn't stop gushing about what a huge fan she was, he soon learned her name was stacy and that she didn't shut up for one second.

Great he thought I have a crazed fan at work, for him it was far too unprofessional.

Suddenly Jason the photographer appeared and welcomed him to the studio. "Well hello there Cristiano, can I call you Cris, welcome to my studio"

"Thanks,yea Cris is fine" he answered

"Fantastic, we should be getting started very soon. I just need my PA to hurry along with my lens and we're good to go. I don't know where she's got to, you just can't get the help" scoffed Jason

Cris laughed, he knew all too well the trouble with finding the right staff, he'd had a few disastrous employee situations himself.

Jason laughed too,"Well this one can't do a thing right. But that shouldn't hold us back let me show you to the changing area" he added.

They both walked to the corner of the room where a small corridor appeared as if from nowhere, Jason opened a door leading into a tiny room with just a small sofa at one wall and a full length mirror hung on the other.

"Please make yourself comfortable, if you need anything just let me know and I can have my PA attend to it? That's if she ever returns" said Jason laughing once more.

Cristiano could tell that the laugh was for his benefit and that Jason was really a douche who probably abused his staff for the fun of it.

He smiled politely "Ok thanks" closing the door.

Cris threw himself on the couch, he was feeling tired, last night had been a long night, his team had played a friendly match against Celtic and after the game the other team had taken all the players to the most exclusive clubs in Glasgow.

He didn't normally go to clubs but it was his first time in this city and he was curious to see what it was like.

He'd stayed out till 5 am and was now paying the price. Damn Jorge his manager and agent for booking this for today he said to himself.

He just wanted to go back to the hotel and sleep. Oh well I will just have to get on with it he thought, taking his T shirt off.

Five minutes later Cris was changed and standing against the pitch themed backdrop while Jason fiddled with the camera.

The hair and beauty crew fiddled around him, he just wanted to be left alone all he could think about was sleep.

Stacy was trying to make jokes and everyone was laughing, Cris laughed out of politeness although he hadn't heard or understood a word she had said.

The Scottish accent was very thick and hard for him to understand sometimes he thought. He just laughed when everyone else did hoping he was getting it right.

Waiting for the shoot to begin Cris's mind wandered to the thought of the comfy hotel bed oh how he wished he was there, he yawned. At that Jason shouted to someone and within seconds the clicking of running heels ensued and out of nowhere a petite brunette appeared clutching a huge box and a plate of oversized donuts.

The girl placed the donuts on a side table as Jason scolded her, he assumed this was the PA Jason had been talking about, the girl answered in a low soft voice, it was the softest voice Cris had ever heard.

Instantly he was intrigued by the girl as he took in her shape, he was forever looking at girls he couldn't help it, he was human after all.

Scanning the girls body she was very petite, couldn't be much more than 5" he thought, her hair was deep brown just how he liked and was very long so long in fact it just about touched her waist, the waist that led onto his favourite part of the female anatomy, the ass, and he could definitely say this girl had one, it was concealed in a tight satin pencil skirt that was clinging to the curve of her bottom,

He liked what he saw.

He silently begged for her to turn around, he needed something to concentrate on to keep him awake through this shoot.

Just then Jason muttered something to him about getting the help, he didn't listen he was too busy looking at the girl and replied "oh I hear you".
At that the girl turned around to face him, the front was even more pleasing than the back.

Thank you Lord he said to himself staring straight at her, she was staring back at him and he couldn't help but notice her piercing blue eyes, they caught him and he couldn't pry his eyes away.

Jason snapped at her again and with that she was gone.

......

A few hours later the shoot was finished.

Cristiano was back in the changing room and still he couldn't stop thinking about those blue eyes, there was something about them that just stuck with him.

He could hear the commotion in the studio then suddenly it was silent except for the clicking of those heels, he was alone with the assistant.

He packed up his bag and headed out of the room.

There she was, sitting at her desk, furiously typing away. She noticed him and seemed to fumble a bit getting out of her chair.

"Jason said there was some papers to be signed" he said

Her voice trembled as she said "Emm just let me get them for you"

Did Jason scare her that much with all his shouting that even when he wasn't around she still couldn't function he wondered as he watched her rifling the desk for papers.

Suddenly there was paperwork all over the floor as the assistant kneeled down to pick them up.

He looked down at her and realised he could see down her camisole, he knew he shouldn't but couldn't resist looking. Nice, he thought, very nice, realising he was staring and hadn't offered to help he tried to recover himself with a joke.

"So you can't do anything right" he laughed.

He instantly realised how stupid that was. If Jason was always belittling this girl then this was so not the right thing to say. Damn he thought, Shut up Cristiano what the hell is wrong with you.

The girl stood up and smoothed herself down, running her hand down the front of her skirt. He wouldn't mind doing that he thought.

Minutes later the papers were signed and Cris was heading out the door, still thinking about those blue eyes, he most likely would never see them again.

He realised he didnt have a name to go with those eyes and stopped in his tracks.

"What is your name" he asked

"It's Donna" she replied staring straight at him

He got one last look at those eyes before replying "

"Donna, mmm beautiful name, I believe that's Italian, very nice" he gave a little wink and left.

Going down the stairs he couldn't stop thinking about those eyes and now he had a name to go along with them. "Donna" he said liking how it sounded, he smiled to himself.

He was still tired but the lack of sleep was worth it to see those eyes.