Ronaldo and Khloe<3

Marcelo and Enzo - Start of Spain

Khloes POV

The ringing off my alarm clock woke me up. I slept through the day and night and my flight was leaving in an hour. I sprung out of bed and ran to the bathroom almost as fast as Cristiano on the pitch. I threw my towel on the counter and undressed myself quickly. Then I took a quick shower and let the cold water run on my face. When I was done I wrapped the warm towel around my body and brushed out the tangles in my hair. I walked to my dresser and pulled out jeans and a simple white top. Then I went to my closet and pulled out my black northface jacket and my black uggs. I walked down the stair and looked in the kitchen. My mom, dad, and brother were all there standing. I tried to put on a strong face but I could feel the tears stinging my eyes.

We hugged and said goodbye. It was hard to live so far from them, but even when I was a young girl I always dreamed about being in depended and living on my own. I never wanted to rely on my parents. Every time I had to say goodbye it got harder. The ride to the car consisted of me trying to calm my mom so she wouldn't cry a river and we even stopped by Cole's apartment to say goodbye since I hadn't had enough time this week to see him. When we finally arrived at the airport I took my bags from the trunk and gave one last hug to everyone.

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"Flight number 113 to Madrid, Spain is now boarding."

I stood up from my seat that I had ben sitting in for hours. My flight had been slightly delayed due to the heavy rain. I had been texting Cris the whole time. He wasn't going to he able to pick me up from the airport because he had some meeting he was required to go to for nike. I will admit I was disappointed but he said Marcelo was more than happy to pick my up. So I texted him one last goodbye and boarded the plane.

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"Marcccellooo!" I shouted loud enough for everyone in the airport to turn heads and give questioning looks. Shouting his name probably wasn't the best Idea because now he had people running towards him begging for photos, and it didn't help that he had Enzo boy in his arms. Enzo boy was Marcelos son who I adore. He's sooo cute and he's just as funny as his father. Enzo boys face lite up when he saw me and that made me smile. He started squirming in Marcelo's arms trying to get out of his grip so he could run toward me, but Marcelo was to smart to let his son run around an airport alone. I ran towards then and Marcelo tried to push threw the crowd of people that had surrounded him. He and Enzo both gave me hugs and Enzo boy wanted me to carry him so I did, while Marcelo was busy pulling my luggage.

"Is that to heavy for you?" I asked while laughing. Clearly Marcelo was not struggling but I liked fooling around with him.

"Haha very funny chica." He said with I smile.

"And you better walk faster If you want to see your lover boy any sooner." He added. The smirk on his face grew larger.

"My lover boy? Is that his new name?" I asked.

"Well you sure have in under some spell , all he ever does is talk about you. Khloe you know he really loves you."

I could feel my face grow warm.

"Yes I know."