Ronaldo and Khloe<3

Chapter 2: We cant be

Since last night Ronaldo had sent me over 20 messages. I now knew it was a date. He was so sweet and kind. But with him you never really know. All this could be a big act. I had to tell him. I grabbed my phone and LV speedy bag. I was wearing my favorite pair of black skinny jeans , a orange top with a cheetah print scarf, as for shoes I paired it with some brown wedges. I was out the door. I hopped in to my white Mercedes Benz. And drove to the real madrid stadium. I knew he would be training. I look down on to the filed. There he was. The famous Cristiano Ronaldo. The guy who wouldn't stop texting me. The guy who I kissed. The who was perfect in everyway. Wait no. No. No. No. He also the guy who has a new girl everyweek. Stop it while you can. Ronaldo looked up at me and smiled. He have me a small wave. His smile. It was going to kill me. I hated doing this. I slowly approached him.

"Couldn't get enough me?"He asked.

I gave him a slight smile back. "Hey, listen we need to talk" I said

Ronaldo grabbed my hand and pulled me on the field. We sat down in the grass.

"Whats up?" He asked. I could tell he was nervous. His palms were sweaty.

"Listen your an amazing guy and all but I cant be with you." It came out. My heart was beating loudly.

"No please. Your so different from every other girl Ive been with. Please just give me a chance."

I looked into his chocolate brown eyes that melted my heart. How could I say no to him. I had to make him hate my guts so he would finally understand I couldn't be with him.

I took a deep breath. Ready to tell the biggest lie ever. Waiting to make the biggest mistake of my life. " Cristiano I have a boyfriend." Lies Lies Lies. I stood up and walked away. Not turning back. Not wanting to see his face. I walked down the field. The whole team had there eyes on me. I waved at them. Sergio greeted me with a smile.

"Hey what was that about?" He asked

I faked a smile. "Nothing we just talked. "I then turned and headed for my Benz. I was ready to drive home. Sit in bed and cry while watching the note book.

Cristianos POV

She said she had a boyfriend. Really? Why the fuck would she kiss me and lead me on like that and just dump that type of shit on me. The sad this is everything I told her was true. She was different. And then she walked away. Without another word. Not even a "We can still be friends" comment. Oh and the worst part is watching her walk away. For many reasons . She looked fine while doing it, but thats not the point Sergio and her started talking. Both were smiling. That bastard. He said he would back off. Whatever. Ill call up Irina. Who needs Khloe? The thing is I think I do.

Khloes POV

I sat in tear. My phone buzzed. Maybe It was Cristiano. I jumped up from bed quickly. Nope just brody.

"Hey you dumped the fag yet?"He asked.

I look a deep breath and wiped awaya tear. "Hes not a fag. And yes."

"Oh thank god. And he is a fag. If he liked you he wouldn't move on to the Iriana bitch so fast."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Oh. Well. Cristiano and Iriana were spotted having a romantic lunch together after you dumped him."

That fag. How could he move on so quick. Oh fuck this shit. Why am i crying over someone as stupid as him. I was actually falling for him. Thank god that the fact that he was a womanizer sunk in. If he could move on so quick so could I.

"Hey brody are your football friends still single?" I asked.

"Yes and One of them really likes you:)"