Motion Sickness (Cristiano Ronaldo)

32. Motion Sickness (Cristiano Ronaldo)

32. Motion Sickness (Cristiano Ronaldo)

"Looks like you're having more fun than Caroline had insisted you weren't." Cristiano's eyes lingered between you and Gerrard. There was no feeling of guilt as he did it, we were just friends, there was nothing to hide.

"Actually this is the first fun I've had in a week no thanks to you." I stubbornly replied to him, with a blank expression on my face. Gerrard seemed uncomfortable with the tension between Cris and I.

"I think I'll-" Gerrard awkwardly started as he tried to leave.

"No you stay." Cristiano firmly ordered him to. Gerrard back off and listen to what he said.

"What gives you the right to talk to him like that?" I stood up for my friend.

"I think I got that right when he took my girlfriend out-"

"As friends! Jesus, Cristiano he asked me to hang out with him, and dammit I didn't want to be depressed anymore." I explained to him. "Just go Gerrard." I told him as I took back my bags. Thanking him, he left with an awkward goodbye. Cristiano was glaring him the entire time. Absentmindedly, I gave the bags to Cris when he offered to hold them. Our hands brushed up against each other's and I felt a spark. This guy has that kind of effect on me.

We walked in silence for awhile, as we tried to find he car. No one wanted to say a word. It was like angry walking. He was mad at Gerrard, and I was mad at him for bitching at Gerrard. Climbing into the passenger's seat angrily, I crossed my arms over my chest. I refused to look at him, even when he got into the driver's seat.

"Adeline, look I'm sorry I didn't tell you." Cristiano leaned over to try and to make eye contact as much as he could. "Please look at me." He begged as I turned my head more. He sighed defeatedly. "Fine. I'll just tell you either way. It was a one night stand eight months ago, before I came back to you Adeline! I was drunk, and upset, I didn't know what to do! She was a mistake, and getting her pregnant was an accident." He waited for a minute to see if I was going to reply.

"Hmph." I grumbled, not really wanting to talk. Though, I did want to hear what he had to say to me.

"You're the only woman I want Adeline. Ever since I laid my eyes on you the day you're Mother introduced us! I love you, and I'd hate to lose you. I fucked up when I decided not to tell, and I am truly sorry for that." He concluded. Butterflies were in my stomach as he said those words, and I couldn't help but feel giddy inside.

"You always keep scoring a goal in FIFA 11." I murmured, only loud enough for him to hear.

"What?" He asked genuinely confused. Turning to him, I gave him a pout.

"Whenever you get a penalty kick, you always make the goal, and I always lose!"

"Well I'm sorry a virtual me, plays as well as the real me."

"You cocky son of a bitch." I playfully glared at him, but he took it seriously. "I love you too." He smiled as I said those words, and leaned in. Our lips pressed together, and I felt a jolt of electricity.

"A week without you felt like decades." He said to me, with our lips still pressed together.

"Mhmm. I win. It felt like centuries." We both smiled as we pressed our foreheads together, just looking into each other's eyes.

"I miss you sleeping next to me."

"I miss sleeping next to you too." I grinned at him as I leaned back onto my seat, and let him take me home.

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"Arrgghhhh." I whined as I rolled over the couch. My arm was dangling from the edge of the couch. Tracing my fingers on the floor, I looked up to Cristiano.

"What's wrong?" Cristiano asked me as he sat next to me on the floor.

"I'm extremely bored." I pouted, taking his hand with mine. In hopes of getting rid of the boredom, I played with his fingers.

"I know someone who wants you to visit. He misses you dearly." He smiled at me as he let me play with his hand. "Wanna see him now?"

"Meh. Make it tomorrow, I just got you back." I grinned, as I turned over again so I was on my stomach now, and wrapped my arm around his neck. "I mees youuuuu." I said in a baby voice, shaking him a bit. He gave me a grin, as he played along with me. His hand squeezed my cheeks together in a playful manner as he started making baby sounds. Gosh, this is the couple everyone wants to be like.

"You so cute." He said to me in a baby voice.

"No." I shook my head as I rolled off the couch, and onto him. 

"Yes. You are, stop lying. It's bad."

"You sound like me."

"I have an accent."

"I do too, it's American. You have a Portuguese one." I argued back with him as we looked at looked each other.

"Touché."

"But really, you are starting to talk like I do." I continued to tell to him.

"What do you mean?" He did that cute thing he does whenever he asks me a question. When one eyebrow is cocked up, and he slightly turns his head to the side.

"Your smart ass remarks."

"Pfft. I've always had that."

"Yeah, sure." I waved him off before quickly straddling his hips, and kissing him. My hands slid up from his torso to the back of his neck where I played with the hair on his neck. Cris didn't seem to mind my sudden kiss, and moved his lips along with mine. His hands softly rubbed my thighs as we made out. As we continued on doing this, his hands gradually made their way higher and higher up my shirt.

"Mmm." I said trying to force myself to stop, before anything got too out of hand. He took this as a good sign, and went even higher. Pulling away unwillingly, he gave me a confused look. Before he opened his mouth I chimed in. "I missed you." I pouted, hoping he wouldn't do anything I wasn't in the mood for. My baby would...

"You're right." He said before kissing my cheek, and turning on the tv. Sitting on his lap we talked on the floor for awhile about the things we did the past week.

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So she still has to tell him about the baby. That's what I wanted to clarify. It's almost 3 in the morning guys! Eff me. Bye, thank you for reading!

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