Ronaldo and Khloe<3

Just keep on Running

Khloe's POV

"You mean you didn't hear about it?" Katia said quietly as she sliced her layer of blueberry pancakes.

"No." I said. And I could feel the goosebumps on my body rise. Katia stirred her orange juice with the her straw and was quite.

"Well are you going to tell me or not?" I asked after a few minutes. She sighed

"The day you left Italy she was at some event...."

"And?"

"Well when one of the paparazzi was interviewing her she said that she loved Cristiano."

"EXCUSE ME!?" I practically shouted. Some waitresses looked in our direction.

"thats not all.." She said.

"What else?!"

"Listen I dont want to be the one to have to tell you everything. Google it or something. Besides dont let it bug you." She gave me a small smile and continued, "I always hated her. Complete bitch if you ask me. I dont see what Cristiano saw."

"Do you.. Do you think... that.. I dont know.. Do you think Cristiano still loves her? Or has feeling for her?"

I remembered when me and Cristiano were first dating and I walked in on Irina and him kissing. I remember not talking to him for days but it was a challenge because I fell really hard for him, since we had just spend a romantic week together in Greece. Cristiano told me that she came to him and he pushed her off as soon as there lips connected and believed him, and I still do, I hope.

"Khloe dont be stupid, you know he loves you."

"Yeah." I said and rubbed my runny noise. And we continued to eat breakfast.

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I placed my bag on the counter and pulled my iphone out as I sat on the bar stool in the kitchen.

"Hey when r u coming home?" I texted Cris.

I reached for the laptop that was across the counter. I opened it up and typed in the password which was the day we met, he hadn't changed it. The wallpaper to no surprise was Cristiano celebrating after he scored a goal. I chuckled at how he was his own wallpaper, so cocky, but I love it. I waited for youtube to load and searched for the video of Irina. It took a while to find it.
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"Irina are you aware of Cristiano being single?" Asked the man.

I sighed. He wasn't single! We were back together at this point, well we hadn't announced it yet... and only my family, his, and Marcelo knew but still!

"Yes I am aware of that and I feel like some things In life happen for a reason and clearly him and Khloe weren't meant to be."

I looked at Irina through the screen and could feel my fist clench.

"You sure do have a opinion on there relationship. Do you still have mixed feeling for Ronaldo?"

"I loved him and that hasn't changed, for me at least. I however hope he feels the same w--"

I slammed the laptop shut. And could feel my breathe growing heavier. What a bitch. "I hope he feels the same way" my ass. I could feel my blood boiling and I stormed up the stairs. My head was pounding but I ignored the sensational pain. I put on black sweats and a loose nike top along with running shoes. I was going for a jog. Maybe a short run could clear my head. Even when I was younger I would do this, run away the pain. I walked back down the stairs and grabbed my phone with a pair of head phone. Cristiano had replied.

"An hour or so."

What the hell. It was 2. A 7 hour training session? Usually they only ran two hours, AT MOST. I didn't even bother replying and opened the front door. It wasn't that cold out but It wasn't to warm either. The perfect weather for a run, I needed to clear my head.