Número Uno. (A Fernando Torres love story)

Chapter 2: Friends with a footballer? I thought this was impossible.

"Your ready, huh?" Fernando laughed pointing at the box on my dressing table, inside the box were contraceptive pills...you never know right? I haven't used them yet, my mam just wanted me to have them just in case.

I blushed. "My mam bought me them.." I started laughing with Fernando who surprisingly didn't look put off. Put off? What am I even on about, we are only friends. Friends? With a footballer? Seriously?

"You are a Geordie!" He grinned, didn't he know that already?

"Yes, yes I am" Fernando's smile was breathtaking, his eyes were perfect...I was the luckiest girl alive right now. There will be loads of other girls out there right now thinking and wishing that they could spend just a minute with Nando whilst I'm here in the same room with him, for over an hour. "Do you know that you are so easy to get along with? Hermosa.."

Hermosa? What on earth does that mean? "Hermosa?" I asked.

"Yes..that means beautiful in Spanish" he smiled shuffling closer to me on the bed.

I blushed. "Thanks but I'm not" Fernando frowned.

"You are, why say this?" He sighed shaking his head, I was very self conscious especially after my last relationship. Fernando didn't know about what I had to go through. Not many people did, the only person that knew about my last relationship was my mam and of course my ex.

I sighed. "I'll tell you when I get to know you a bit more okay?"

Fernando smiled. "Okay, I'm always here you know" he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close, kissing my forehead gently.

"Thank you so much" I said pecking his cheek. He was so down to earth, I have never met anyone like him. You would expect a well known footballer like him to be up their self wouldn't you? He's the complete opposite, such a nice man.

"How old are you?" He asked.

"24 yourself? And no I don't live with my mam, my apartment is just getting refurbished!" I started laughing, I did like staying with my mam but it limits me to doing what I want.

"28, oh! Where is your apartment?" He smiled, his smile was beautiful.

"Right next to the River Thames, where do you live?"

Fernando's eyes widened. "So do I, what floor do you live in?"

"4, you?" I lived in the same apartment as Fernando...well I haven't yet been in but my apartment has been bought and is due to be finished in 3 days time.

"9, how comes i haven't seen you?"

"I haven't been in yet, I just bought it a month or so ago, it's getting done out. It will be finished by Friday though, eventually!" I grinned, I can't wait to have an apartment all to myself.

"Ohhh right, I'll help you get it sorted if you like? And if you need any company to help you settle in, I'm here." He said. Wait, did Fernando just say he would sleep over at mine to help me settle in? I can't believe it!

"Really?" I grinned.

"Yeah!" He smiled.

"Thank you so much!" I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck. That was a bit too soon right? I guess not as I felt Fernando wrap his arms around my waist, I wanted to stay in his arms for ever. It felt so..right? That was weird to say after only meeting him a few days a go.

Fernando pulled away and stood with a smirk on his face. "You should meet with me tomorrow after the match, you'll be able to meet Juan and others as well."

Was he basically asking me out on a date? "Yeah sure, what should I wear because I was actually going to wear my chelsea top?" I laughed.

"Wear what you like, you will look good in anything. Especially a Chelsea top." Fernando winked.

I blushed. "No way, I'm debating on wearing my Chelsea top with shorts but then again I want to look as good, but as casual, as I can..." I sighed opening my wardrobe.

Fernando went to my drawers, he opened the top draw which of course stored my bra's. Fernando pulled a blue laced bra out, dangling it in the air. "You will look perfect with just this on."

I laughed. "Fernando Torres as known as, horny." I joked making Fernando laugh.

He then went through the second draw which stored most of my make up, make up wipes, moisturiser, tampons and pads for the worst week of the month. He paused noticing the pads and tampons. "Is it your time?"

"No, just had it, I keep a stash of them so I don't need to go out to the shops all the time. I just buy them whenever really because you never know."

Fernando relaxed. "I hate girls when they're on, they're so moody and snap at you for anything but I wouldn't care with you.."

"I hate periods, they're pointless"

"All girls do babe, who would want to bleed for a week straight..I wouldn't. I feel sorry for you but I would make that week seem like any other day for you" he smiled walking over making my heart pound off my chest.

I grinned, Fernando was such a caring man. "That's so sweet of you Fernando" I cooed. Fernando bit down on his bottom lip and looked straight into my eyes making my stomach turn upside down. He was gorgeous, perfect in fact. I really do want Fernando I just know I am not good enough for him. He's a footballer! Footballers don't go out with girls they meet in a café. They go out with the well known, fake, skinny and pretty ones. I could just be being stereotypical here but that's what it seems 90% of the time. I bit down on my bottom lip as well staring at my feet, I didn't know where to look or what to say.

"My phones ringing.." I sighed running towards the desk my phone was placed on. It was my mam.

"Hello?"

"Lauryn, I have just gotten a text...you can start moving into your flat tomorrow!" My mam squealed sounding happy to get rid of me.

"Aaah! I can't wait! I have a surprise for you mam, it's on the table when you get back. I'm going to have to go now okay."

"Okay Lauryn, love you"

"Love you too" I ended the call.

"I can move in from tomorrow night! My mam is going to get the keys for me at 8am and then it's up to me and you to start the moving. My cousins will get everything to the house for after the match...I've already arranged it." I sighed ready for the stress of living independent in the busiest city in the UK, London..