Chapter 1
I sighed as I entered the coffee shop trying to fix my hair, the wind was cold and so freaking annoying, I couldn’t even walk properly without thinking I was going to fly away anytime. Why I was here again? Oh yes, Lisa woke me up and forced me to meet her here at 11 o’clock during this horrible weather.
Giving a shy smile to the cute waiter I made my way to the round table in one of the corners and asked for a milk tea and croissant for breakfast. I looked at the street hoping to see her soon, it was starting to rain, ‘’Great’’ I whispered to myself when I couldn’t find my umbrella in my bag. When I looked up to eat my breakfast, Lisa’s voice echoed through the coffee shop.
‘’Thanks god you came’’ Her voice was soft and quiet; her black and wavy hair was in a side ponytail, making her look younger than she is. ‘’Can I…’’ Without finishing the sentence, with her two hands, she snatched my croissant from my hand and bit it like if there wasn’t any problem.
‘’It’s my croissant’’ I said putting extra emphasis on the ‘my’ ‘’Why are we here?’’
‘’Did you bring your car with you?’’ I nodded taking my last sip of tea ‘’Great, we need to go visit Özil’’ My eyes widened as I heard his name, memories from the last weeks filling my mind.
‘’You can take the bus’’ I said as I grabbed the last piece of croissant before she could eat it.
‘’What? He lives in La Moraleja! Seriously, I want you to come with me, don’t talk with him or don’t look at him, but you need to come’’
‘’You woke me up just for this?’’
‘’You are my best friend, I need you’’
‘’You need my car’’
‘’I also need you, because you know how to drive not like me’’ Do you know that hate feeling you have towards someone who you don’t even know well but he just fucked up everything from the first day and you don’t know if you should stay with this feeling or just let it go? Well, I have it towards this so famous German and Turkish football player who plays for my city’s club. ‘’We can go now if you want’’
“He doesn’t have training or what?”
“Yes, but later” Lisa stood from her chair, I did the same but in lazy way, and I took the bill to the cute waiter who gave me a huge and white smile before I left the coffee shop and started to feel the rain on the top of my head. I walked as fast as I could to get to my car before the weather could get worse.
“La Moraleja?” She nodded. I sighed and drove to Mesut’s house. Great, I was going to see him again, such a perfect plan for a beautiful day.
It took ten minutes to get to this urbanization taking the highway and another ten minutes to arrive to his huge and white house, too big for someone who is single but I guess he has a lot of money and can afford all of this himself. “I still have to go with you?”
“Of course” She took me, no, she pulled me by my hand and forced me to ring at his door twice
“With one is enough” I slapped away the hand that was grabbing my finger and a loud dog barks made me jump of fright
“He has a cute and fat bulldog, you will like Rocky” I draw a smile on my face trying to hide my non-interested expression. The barks disappeared and I could hear footsteps coming towards the door, the knob started to move and he appeared in front of us. I saw his eyes widening when he looked at me, he was wearing a black NIKE jumper and grey jogging pants and fuck, he really cut his hair and he looks younger and handsome.
