Motion Sickness (Cristiano Ronaldo)

26. Motion Sickness (Cristiano Ronaldo)

26. Motion Sickness (Cristiano Ronaldo)

"CRISTIANO FUCKING RONALDO YOU BETTER STOP HITTING PEOPLE!" I scolded at him as he angrily walked passed me in the field. Cristiano just shoved down Gerrard, giving himself another yellow card. It was clear to me that someone told him he saw Gerrard talking to me, or he witnessed it with his own eyes, about ten minutes into the second half. Legit. He rammed his body against Gerrard's since he was protecting the ball. At first, I thought it was an honest accident, that he didn't intentionally mean to do that to him, but this was the second time he did it. Which told me something was up with him.

The look on his face told me everything. It wasn't like Cristiano was mad at me, he was mad at Gerrard. Gosh, why did I have to attract other men? Men who should know I'm taken? Oh, men.

"I'LL DO WHAT I WANT ON THE FIELD ADELINE!" Cris yelled right back. I was taken by surprise, he never yelled at me like that ever before. Then again, I never yelled at him period. This was the first time.

"WELL YOU WON'T BE ON THE FIELD ANY LONGER IF YOU KEEP DOING THAT CRISTIANO!" I yelled right back. No way was I going to back down. Running his fingers through his hair, he shook his head and sighed. His demeanor seemed to slightly calm down a notch. Before we spoke another word to each other, he got back to the game. Shaking my head at that pointless arguing, I sat back down, continuing to watch the game. Caroline rubbed my shoulder sympathetically, with a small smile. Returning it with my own small smile, she and I knew it was half hearted. We really never yelled. 

Hopefully, Gerrard got the message.

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As the game progressed, it seemed like Cristiano took my advice on not attacking Gerrard. Which made me happy. He scored a goal which was even more fantastic! I knew that little argument earlier was forgotten because the second he won the goal, he ran up to me and gave me a quick peck on the lips before he got tackled by his teammates.

That one score evidently made Real Madrid take the victory in the game. Everyone was in cheers as they had their own mini celebration on the field. Caroline and I ourselves got up to give them our applause. Feeling someone's eyes dig holes in my body, I searched to find Gerrard staring at me intently. Brushing him off, Caroline and I made our way to the player's lounge. We talked about the game as we waited for everyone to come in.

"So what was up with you and Cris earlier?" She asked as she handed me a glass of water. I shrugged as I took a sip of the drink. My throat was dry from all the cheering, and screaming.

"No clue. I was just pissed he kept getting a yellow card." I placed the glass down on the coffee table. Caroline tucked her legs under her, turning to face me. I mimicked what she was doing, and faced her.

"I thought you didn't know squat about fútbol." She smirked at me as she played with her hair. Rolling my eyes at her comment, I began to explain to her about my soccer past. She seemed so shock to find out I was a soccer player in my yonder years, but honestly that was the past. "So you won't play because you got hit in the face?"

"Who got hit with what?" Sergio (Ramos) came into the room dressed in a suit. Whoa, when did he change? Hearing the other guys not too far, we knew they were going to come in soon enough.

"Adeline got hit in the face with a soccer ball." Caroline replied to his inquiry, making me smack her on the arm. I didn't want anyone else knowing about it!

"Sweet when?" Sergio asked with a grin on his face. I was offended he found some form of amusement in that, so I threw a pillow on his face. "Ouch!"

"Adeline!" Real Madrid's manager, José Mourinho, came out of no where. Crap. "I'd appreciate it if you don't injure the players."

"Yeah. Really, back the fuck off!" Sergio was getting a kick out of this.

"I will eat you." I threatened with all seriousness, giving him a deathly glare. He didn't take me seriously.

"Sounds tempting, but I'm positive I'll be the one eating you." Throwing me a wink, that sent me over edge. Annoyed with him, I got up and ran after him. He got a head start the second he saw me get up. "Control you girlfriend!" He screamed, as he passed by Cristiano and the rest.

"Get back here you little motherf-" I was stopped by an arm wrapping itself around my waist. Cristiano manhandled me, bringing into a hug. "No. Not gonna work. Sergio is a dead man!" I screamed the last sentence so he could hear it.

"Slow your roll!" He screamed before ducking behind the other Sergio.

"You annoying little-!"

"Acalmar." He whispered into my ear. It didn't take a dummy to know he was asking me to calm down in Portuguese. "Não deixe que esse idiota chegar até você. Ele é ... bem, você sabe como é Sergio. Vou vencê-lo para você." He continued to tell me. I might not know much Portuguese, none at all actually, but since I heard Sergio's name in if, Cris was gonna take care of him. It was just a gut feeling I supposed.

"No fair." I muttered, calming down instantly. Pouting, he kissed my hair with a smile.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of him." He translated and summarized what he had said to me. Smiling, I gave him a thank you kiss. "That goal was for you."

"You shouldn't have." I smiled, against his lips. We shared another kiss, before an awkward cough was heard. Breaking apart, we looked at the entire group.

"Yeah, we're still here." Ricardo smirked at the both of us with his arm around Caroline.

"Oh go make out with Caroline!" I said before returning to my kiss with Cristiano.

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Oh eff me! Sorry, I just realized I got Fernando Torres and Cristiano Ronaldo confused. Uh, yeah how you ask. Well I just realized I confused the positions they play. Fernando's the striker, not Cristiano. My bad. Hahahahaha. Well then, we'll just switch Karim Benzema and Cristiano Ronaldo okay? So since Karim is the striker for RM, we'll make him the winger, and Cristiano is now the striker.

Okay yeah, just think of it that way. (Though it isn't right.) Well thanks for reading! Bye!

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