Zlatan, The God

Surprise

Hey Babes!  Thanks for the comments, likes and all! Hope you'll like it, I'll try to all write it in one go as France is playing Iceland (I failed btw, the Euro finale is in 2 days oups ).

(the story is ending soon, watch out ;)  )

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  .....The door opened, and I was dying behind him. He reached for the light. Here it is, it's happening. Holy shit. ...

"SURPRISE!" He took a step back, obviously surprised, my hand pushing him forward.  His hands went up to his face, and I took a step on the side to actually see something.  His back was hiding all the view for me.  I saw Sara smiling wildly, the other wives all around her.  Team members were a bit everywhere, and those I guessed being his family were all together near the kitchen.  My Swedish guy was standing an the back of the room, his eyes fixed on me.  We smiled to each other, only interrupted by David's hand on my shoulder.  He pulled me in a hug and kissed my forehead, whispering a quiet thank you.  He let go of me and walked towards Sara.  I went to greet the wives first, which, in all their falseness, kissed  both my cheeks.  Stephanie pulled me in a warm hug, followed by Sara

"(P) We did it!" She screamed, and followed David towards his family.  I decided it was a good occasion to meet them too, waiting for this for a couple of weeks.  He was wiping his tears, still a big smile on his face.  

"(P) Mom, Isabelle, Dad, this is Charlie" He said, pulling me under his arm.

"(P) Charlie! Finally! " The one I assumed being his sister removed me from the familiar position to give me a very welcoming embrace.

"(P)We've waited to meet you for so long now!" I greeted both his parents and then moved to the boys, greeting them all, hugging the Brazilians, Marco, and Edi of course.  Zlatan was the only one left, and my heart started beating like crazy.  We made eye contact, he smiled, I smiled, and he opened his arms.  I walked (ok, I almost ran) into his arms, having missed his body like crazy.  He smelled like I remembered.  It felt so damn good.  

"I missed you so much" He whispered in my ear.

"Me too"  I pulled away a bit to be able to see him.  His hand went up to my cheek, which I lowered immediately, obviously against my will.  He questioned me with his eyes.

"Not here"  He looked around for anyone looking at us.  Everyone was occupied with something else. I do not trust the wives.  I'm sure they'll go and create some sort of drama, and that's the last thing we need.  He nodded, understanding exactly why.  

"Zlatan!"  Marco was walking towards us with a beer that he placed in his hand.  "Join us, will you? We'll be eating in a second"  He left as fast as he came, and Zlatan smiled at me, placing a hand on my lower back, very slightly pushing me forward towards the huge table. I took place at left of Davi, who was facing Sara and his mom, his sister and his father on his right.  He gave me a grateful look as soon as I sat.  I spotted Zlatan at one end of the table, next to Marco and Maxwell, obviously.  I started talking with my best friend's mom, actually getting to know her a bit it was nice, she felt like family.  We talked, and laughed, and laughed some more.  It felt great, being with everyone in such a happy ambiance.  After a good hour of eating, a heard a glass clinking on my left.  David's dad was standing up, everyone looking at him in silence.  He proposed a toast and gave it, bringing tears to all our eyes.  A couple of team members did the same thing.  At the end of Marco's speech, I heard my name.

"Charlie, your turn!" I shook my head, immediately turning red.  Davi was grinning widely next to me, which only made me blush more. "Charlie! Charlie! Charlie!" was chanted around the table.  I got up, and started talking (against my whole will)