red lips | lewandowski

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Nights passed by and Robert dreamed with the brunette with the bright red lips. He didn't care that he knew nothing about her. That only intrigued him to find out more. Each day he visited the same nightclub to see if she would show up, but there was no success to his mission.

He constantly found himself thinking about. There was no way he could forget about her, she was the definition of perfection. Thomas laughed, seeing his friend was finally hooked on someone. Even though he didn't know her, he was still in love—well just attraction.

"So what's the plan? Are you going to stakeout, and just magically hope she appears?" Thomas asked. Mario stood by listening to the Pole and the German converse.

Robert smiled thinking about. "Basically that's what I'm doing." He didn't care how ridiculous it was, he was determined to find her.

"I think that's absolutely romantic, I support you bro." Mario said patting his back.

Mario Gotze was younger, but his heart belonged to one lady only, Ann-Kathrin. He was a complete and utter romantic. Robert thought he could probably take advantage of that.

"I want you to come with me."

Mario's eyes widened as if Robert had asked him to commit a life ending crime. "Lewy, I love you bro. But I love my girlfriend and I don't to be partying around with other women."

"I don't want you to do that, but if I find her I'm going to need your advice. I need you to help me find her and talk to her." He said.

"Okay, fine. But can I bring Ann-Kathrin?"

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The club atmosphere was almost dead. It Wednesday night, what other idiot would go out on a weekday? Robert, Mario, and Ann-Kathrin sat at a small table on the second floor of the club. Robert's idea was to have a full view of the place to see everyone.

"Okay so, you've never spoken to her? But you're in love, or let's say obsessed?" Ann-Kathrin asked as Robert explained the objective of the night.

He had no other choice than to have Mario bring his girlfriend. Robert ended enjoying have her there, she was dedicated to finding the girl with red lips. "I know it sounds crazy, but she just caught my attention. I can't stop thinking about her." Robert said.

Ann-Kathrin laughed, "That's kinda cute."

Mario moved closer to his girlfriend and began speaking to her. Robert's eyes stayed observing the entire club. They ran from one corner, to the other. After minutes he decided, to go downstairs to get a drink.

"I'll be right back." He said to the couple, but they were too entertained with themselves to pay any attention to him.

He walked away and over to the bar, he nodded and smiled at the other girls that could've burned holes through him with all the staring they did.

After ordering a beer, his eyes looked down at the shoes that were approaching him. Black heels with red soles, classic Louboutins. His eyes traveled further up her body, until he realized this was the girl that had been on his mind for days.

"It's not very nice to stare people down, Mr. Lewandowski." Robert stared at the girl he'd been dreaming about, wide eyed with his lips forming an 'O'. At first he didn't care, then he realized he probably looked stupid.

"I'm sorry, I'm just staring because you are very beautiful." He said. She took a seat on the bar stool, as the gold dress that covered one arm she had on was now even more tighter on her body.

Robert moved much closer, but she paid no attention to him. "Would you like a drink?" She turned her face, which wore a smirk.

"I don't except drinks from strangers." She told him. Did she just reject me? Robert was shocked at the fact she wasn't squirming in her chair like previous women had reacted when he asked the same question.

"Am I still considered a stranger even though you know who I am?" He asked, not giving up.

That comment made her laugh, "Everyone in Germany knows who you are, I can google you and find out everything about you. You're a famous footballer and because you are, I'm interested not in finding out."

She was getting up from the barstool and Robert took his last chance. "Wait can I at least get your name?" Robert as showed hope, which her soften up just a bit.

"Cata, you can call me Cata."