Ronaldo and Khloe<3

Gala

Khloe POV

I got up from the couch and bragged my bag. Cristiano was at training and I wanted to go to Lunch with him. I felt so In love. Last night was amazing. And I couldn't help but think I made a great decision. I walk to my car and drove to the Stadium. I entered the hallway and saw Pepe.

"Hey."

"Oh thank god your here. Ive been trying to get ahold of you" He said.

"Oh sorry battery's dead. And why do you need me?"

"Cristiano's hurt."

The words stung me like a bee and it had taken me awhile to respond.

"What happend? Is he Ok? "

"No hes not ok. Its a serious injury. He's in alot of pain." said Pepe.

My eyes started to water. "Where is he?"

"Inside the locker room."

I ran toward the door and flung it open to see a shirtless Cris changing.

"Hey are you Ok?" He asked worryingly

"Im fine. Are you?"

He gave me a questioning look. "Yeees."

I turned around to see Pepe with a huge grin on his face.

I began to take of my heels and placed then down on the ground along with my bag.

"You better run Pepe." I said as I began running after him.

Pepe was faster then me. And in just a few moments I lost track of him. I ran back to the locker room.

Cristiano had a very confused look on his face.

"Your stupid friend Pepe told me you were seriously injured."

Cristiano only smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist.

" Hes your friend too and So you were crying because you thought I was hurt?"

"Yes" I said

"That makes me love you even more."

I felt my face get warm and I knew I was blushing.

"So I was thinking we could go out to lunch?" Said Cristiano. Its like he read my mind.

"Thats why I came here."

I put my shoes back on and took Cristianos hand. Then we both let go and said we would meet up at a restaurant.

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Cris sat in the booth across from me. We ate our meals and began talking.

"So hows soccer going?" I asked

"Fine" Was all he said.

"Just fine?" I said with a slight chuckle.

"Yeah. Fabio being annoying though."

I almost chocked on my spirt. Fabio. Wow. I haven't even thought of him since dating Cris. {{If you dont remember that was her ex that cheated on herr}}

"Why? What did he do?" I asked curiously.

"I don't know whenever I talk about us he always has to bring up something that you guys did."

I couldn't help but smile and Cris had a annoyed look on his face , which made me laugh.

"Calm down Mr. Ronaldo Im smiling because I think its sweet that you talk about us"

Cris look of anger flushed away and he blushed. "Well future, soon to be, Mrs. Ronaldo I talked about you alot."

Did he just call me ... Mrs. Ronaldo. I

would technically become Mrs. Aveiro but still. Khloe Ronaldo dos Santos Aveiro. It had a Ok ring to it.

"Oh and you have to come to the gala with me tonight." Said Cris which broke my train of romantic thoughts.

"Ugh."

I hated doing to these event. They were pointless. We just would sit, eat, talk about soccer , and so on. They didn't happen to often but I still hated going.

"Well come on we have to get you a new dress." Said Cris.

I stood up and we held hands and walked back the our cars.

"Cant I just go In my sweat pants?" I asked blinking my eyes rapidly and putting on a pouting face. Cris put his hand around my waist and leaned into my ear "I would be fine if you didn't go in anything." He said with a huge smirk on his face. I pushed him back. "Nice try Mr. Ronaldo." I said with a smile. "A new dress it is" With that we both met up at some fancy store that had everything over priced.

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I took a quick glance in the mirror. The dress was a gold. The sleeves were sheer and the rest of it was studded in gold. It went to the floor and left a train in the back. I took a deep breath and hoped Cris would like it. I reached for the sliver door handle of the dressing room and swung the door open. Cris was sitting on white sofa when his eyes came off his blackberry screen to look at me. By the look in his eyes I could automatically tell that he thought the dress was perfect and I squealed with joy. Cris took a moment and then he finally spoke. "You look beautiful." He said it so sweet. I just wanted to kiss him. I looked at his face. Something seemed different. He still had the same beauty mark above his lip, his lips were still soft and kissable, he still had laugh lines along his eyes, it was something more than that. I shrugged it off and took another quick glance at the mirror. I liked it. Cris purchased the dress from me which made me a little mad. As we walked out of the store his phone rang and as soon as the screen lit up he quickly answered. What was his problem. I took his hand as we headed back into the parking lot only to notice that his palms where sweaty. I could only here one end of this conversation which made me a bit disappointed. Cris would always respond with , "Great" "Fantastic" and words like that. When he finally hung up the phone I asked him who it was. It slipped out of my mouth and I didn't even know I said it out loud . Cris responded by kissing me on the cheek.

"Nothing you need to worry about mi amor"