Fall for me {Sergio Ramos}

Chapter 1

Honestly Solange (or as she prefers to be called,Ange) was having a pretty shitty day. She woke up late because her stupid alarm didn't work, some idiot spilled hot tea all over her clothes, and she almost missed the very important meeting with the board of directors. Yes, it was quite a shitty day indeed. I mean, who walks around the streets of New York with hot tea in one hand and not look where they're going and instead focusing on their phone? It's New York for gods sake, you can't take half a step without bumping into some moving mammal.

Well let's have a little intro before we get on with things shall we? Solange Vega Winter was born and raised in busy, over crowded New York City to a family of six. Her parents, her three older brothers, and herself, sadly the only woman in the family besides her mother. Her parents were quite well off and decided that they wanted a maximum of four kids since they could afford that much, Solange wished that they could have decided to have one more girl. As much as she loved the dorks that she called her siblings, she wished that she had a sister that she could talk to about girl things. I mean you can only talk about so many things with your mother before you start getting uncomfortable.

Growing up, Solange was always a little different from everyone else her age. Preferring the company of books over playing outside with her classmates. Don't get her wrong, she was by no means an outcast and was in fact very social but it was rare that you could see her outside running around in the playground, playing tag.

Bringing home straight A's all through out high school and making Valedictorian made her parents very proud. Her whole plan was to get through high school with the best scores and then go to college some place that was NOT New York. So that's exactly what she did, after summer was over she packed her bags and with the help of her family, moved all the way to California to go to college in Stanford.

So, here she was, 6 years later. Graduated college early by literally taking no breaks. Thanks to all those AP classes, she had already gathered enough college credits to skip one year of college and she took as many classes as she could for two years and over the summer to graduate early. Self studying and  taking the exams early hard but worth it, so here she was, 23 and working at UCLA medical center as an Anesthesiologist and an ER surgeon. Everything was almost perfect, if only she could get that vacation she was pinning for.

Well, you know what they say. Baby steps.
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Sergio Ramos liked to consider himself as a simple man. He liked to hang out with his friends, he loved his job, his family and he wished to have a family of his own one day. Sergio Ramos was a simple man, you know if you don't include the fact that he was one of most popular soccer players in the world.

He grew up in a humble family in Seville, Spain with his parents and two older siblings. His father and older brother were both crazy about soccer so it only made sense when he started playing with them and soon after his skills caught the eye of a professional team, Sevilla.

He swears the only day his father had been more proud was the day that he was transferred from Sevilla to Real Madrid. He gives all the credit for who he is today to his parents and siblings, his family. He was always taught that family was the most important thing in the world. This brings us to today. To Sergio family was the most important thing and this is exactly why he couldn't understand why Pilar, his girlfriend of 3 years, didn't feel the same way.

"Pilar! How could you leave our two month old son alone with your 14 year old niece?!" Sergio asked furiously to his girlfriend who rolled her eyes and focused on painting her lips a bright red color.

"Pilar dios mio, when I'm talking to you look at me!" Sergio had never been more pissed in his life! Pilar had been so irresponsible, leaving his son in the incapable hands of her teenage niece.

"I can't change my whole life just because I gave birth, Sergio! I can't stay around and look after that brat 24/7! What about my life? My friends? My job?!" Pilar turned around and yelled back, she was NOT going to put her life on hold just because she had given birth to that thing. She had enough trouble trying to get her body back.

"Your life?! Your friends?! You BITCH! What's important is our SON, our TWO month old son who I found screaming his head off when I came back from work." Sergio sat down on the bed and grabbed his hair in frustration. He did the routine that his coach taught him to try and stay calm. Deep breaths Sergio, deep breaths.

"Sabes que? No importa, he hecho con ustedes. ¿Entender? HECHO. ¡Fuera de mi casa, empacar sus cosas y salir." Sergio calmly told her to leave, he didn't want this stain in his house anymore and he was done.

"Que?" Pilar stared at her boyfriend in astonishment, not believing the words that she just heard.

"Did you not hear me? I said GET OUT!" Sergio snapped, throwing that old routine away for the moment.

Pilar flinched in fright and she quickly grabbed one of her small suit cases and started shoving her clothes in it. She did this in autopilot, still disbelieving in the fact that Sergio was actually kicking her out.

As soon as His now ex-girlfriend finished packing, Sergio grabbed her arm with one hand, and the suitcase in another and dragged them both out of his house. He held a tight grip on Pilar despite her struggles and pulled her out his door, and pass the looming black gates that guarded his house. Sergio threw the suit case on the ground and shoved Pilar away from his like she was some sort of disease.

"Por favor Sergio, don't do this! We've been together for three years, a-and the press? This will be bad publicity for me" Pilar begged Sergio but Sergio only looked at her in disgust. Not once did she mention their son. His precious son didn't deserve to have this puta as a mother, he deserved so much more.

"Get out, we are done and if you come near my son, I will rip you apart." Sergio slammed the gate shut and stormed back into his house and slammed the door. The fury was still burning in his veins, but he calmed as soon as he entered the nursery and caught sight of his son.

Sergio lifted his son gently from the crib and cradled him close to his chest, softly caressing his son's face. Sergio would make sure that his son grew up properly and loved, whether he had a mother or not. Right now though, main priority was to make sure that Pilar Rubio had no rights to his son.

Sergio Ramos was a simple man, so why was there so much drama in his life?