Ronaldo and Khloe<3

Rainy

Khloes POV

After seeing all the mentions I clicked on her profile. I wasn't feeling good before but after reading her last tweet I felt even sicker.

"Some people need to make mistakes more than once, but in the end they will realize that certain things aren't made to be left as memories and they will know what, or in this case, who they really want."

And there was a link to a photo of her and Cristiano from a while back looking into each others eyes just inches apart. I know it shouldn't bother me but it does. Its not always the easiest thing seeing the one person you love be with someone else, even if its just a photo from a while back. You feel sick to your stomach and you just cant control all the thoughts that are running lose in your head. I could feel my heart racing but I tried to play it cool. Cris would find out eventually right? I mean I don't wanna be the one the show him. And what if it ,like "sparks" up old feelings he may still have for her.

Just then I noticed Cristiano looking at me strangely.

"You feeling ok mi amor?" He asked with a worried look in his eyes.

"Yeah I'm fine. I think I just ate to much yesterday and Im not feeling to good. Umm-- I think I'm going to head out for a bite, you know get some air?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah Im fine." I gave him a fake smile and saw Zack give me a strange look, but i chose to ignore it. I walked out the front door and opened it. It was pouring rain. Well there goes the thought of taking a short jog. I stepped out to the entry way, there was a wooden overhang so I was protected from the rain which seemed to be falling heavier by the second. I watched as the droplets of water precipitated from the stormy black clouds that covered the sky like a blanket. Its true what they say, that you only miss the scorching Madrid Sun on rainy, droopy days like this. I watched as the rain kept falling. It created small puddles between the stones in the driveway. My thoughts were interrupted by the opening of the front door. Zack said goodbye and walked passed me. He ran to his car with his briefcase over his head. You could hear the puddles of water splashing as he reversed out of the drive way. Cristiano then stood at the door way with a mug in his hand. He then extended the mug to me and I took it.

"Whats this?" I asked as I placed my lips on the rim of the mug. The steam comforted my congested nose.

"Tea with Lemon. Drink it. It might help your headache and stomach. I wasn't feeling to good this morning either." he said smiling.

I laughed. "What can I say, when my mom makes food its just to irresistible not to eat."

"You know what else is irresistible?" he asked.

I bit my lower lip, "What?"

"You." He gave me a quick peak on the lips and took the mug from my hand and and placed it down on the stone stairs. Then he picked me up and I swung my legs around his torso. He then ran down the stone steps, where he were no longer covered by the over hang. The ran was pouring down hard and i could feel my cloths cling to my body. He spun me around which surprisingly didn't make me dizzy instead it made me laugh uncontrollably. Then he stopped and placed is forehead against mine. The rain trickled down our faces as he starred into my eyes. Then he kissed me. Ive always wanted to kiss someone in the rain, like in all those movies, but never in a million years would I have thought I would be standing in front of Cristiano Ronaldo, the best soccer player in the world, sharing one of our thousandth kisses. He pulled us apart.

"I love you." I said while smiling.

"I love you too." I said while giggling. He placed me down and we walked back inside with our soaking wet cloths dripping onto the dark hard wood floors. I began to shiver so I decided that another steaming warm shower wouldn't hurt. I gave Cristiano a quick kiss and ran upstairs. I threw my phone onto the bed, and boy was i glad it hadn't gotten damaged in the rain. Then I walked into he bathroom an began removing the heavy cloths.

As the water trickled down my body I remembered that my headache and stomach ache had gone away so I let a small smile escape my lips.

After a few more minutes I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body. Now I didn't feel so cold which was a relief. I walked back into the bedroom and took my phone. I sat on the bed and first checked my Instagram. Scrolling through my feed I noticed a photo of Marcelo, Enzo boy, and Claire. Enzo boy was dressed up as a bat. I smiled and commented, "Aww Enzo boy <3 :)" Then I closed Instagram and opened up twitter. I could feel my body tensing up already, like I was nervous or something. In the shower I had thought about weather i was going to respond to Irina. I decided not to knowing that it would only create more drama. As I looked through my timeline one particular tweet stood out to me.

"She's the love of my life, I'm not seeing how it could be a mistake because all she brings is happiness. The only mistake was letting her go the first time. My lover, my soul mate, my everything ;)! Love you Khloe!" with it was the photo that was hanging in the living room. The one he had never taken down, even when we were broken up. I favorite the tweet and decided to write my own.

" @cristiano That was a pretty fancy paragraph. Man you must really love meh 😏 "

I laughed at my own tweet and went downstair so me and my lover, my soul mate, my everything, could watch a movie.