Ronaldo and Khloe<3

Head ache

Khloe POV

The sound of people talking filled my ears and the sweet smell of the malls cinnamon buns made my taste buds tingle.

"Katia I swear we need to eat im starving!"

She laughed, "Alright just one more store."

I sighed, "fine."

This morning while Cristiano went to training me and Katia decided to go shopping. Well Katia decided to go

shopping. Dont get me wrong, I love shopping, but me and Katia both have different definitions of it. Mine is more, "go to your top 3 fav stores and just leave." Katia's is more, " Go into every store and try on everything." But hey I couldn't blame her, she always looked good.

She grabbed my hand and dragged my into Dior.

"Oh my god. I love there new fall collection. I want to pick something for my concert in Paris." she said while clapping her hands together and running over to rack full of dresses.

I walked over to a different one and my eyes almost flew out of their sockets. There was a dress that had Katias name written all over it.

"KATIAAA OMG LOOK!" I shrieked while turning to her. Her face lit up,

"ITS PERFECCT!" she shouted so loudly that the cashier looked at us with wide eyes. She Katia just laughed and ran over to me.

"Now buy it so I can eat!" I whined.

"Fine." with that she purchased the dress as I waited for her outside of the store. Moments later she emerged.

"Where do you wanna yet?" she asked.

I began to think, "How about that new place they opened next to Tiffany's? They have Italian food I think."

"Sounds good. Hopefully there wont be to many Paps (paparazzi) " she said as she sighed and looked over at the 8 people with cameras walking beside us taking photos. This is why I do my shopping online. Thanks alot Cris. Haha

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We were sitting at the table and a tall blonde waitress walked over.

"What could I get you two?" she asked.

Katia looked at menu, "Ill have the Chicken P--" then she gave up and pointed to it since she wasn't capable of pronouncing it, the restaurant was nice but it was kinda stupid that they wrote out the menu in italian. Your in Spain for god sake.

Before she could ask me for my order my phone rang. I didn't want to be rude but It was Cris. I hadn't talked to him since this morning. I was going to answer no matter what.

I murmured a apology and answered,

"Hello."

"Hey Where are you I just go back from training." He said and let out a long sighed.

"Eating lunch with Katia. I take training didn't go to well." I said noticing he was sighing and there was a slight tone of frustration in his voice.

"It was fine."

"Oh alright." I said not believing him.

"When are you ganna be home?" He asked after a few moment of silence.

"30 min?"

"Alright bye." He hung up and I pulled the phone way from my ear.

"Sheshhhh love you too." I said sarcastically as I placed my phone down.

I glanced up at the waitress , "Oh sorry. Ill have the same but make it three orders and to go."

"Alright anything else?"

"No thank you." I said.

"Your orders will be ready at the front." She said and smiled.

"Thank you." Me and Katia said at the same time.

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I was in the car with Katia just a few minutes away from the house.

"He's in a bad mood. I can tell." I said and groaned.

"How do you know?" she asked as she turned onto a street.

"He kept sighing and he was so mono tone. Plus after he was like Alright bye and just hung up. Like wtf? No ily?"

Katia laughed, "Maybe Ancelotti made them run laps."

I laughed too, "I hope thats it." I said as we pulled into the long drive way.

"Bye!" I said as I gave her a quick hug.

"Bye see you! Text me what his problem was." she said with a chuckle.

"Will do." I laughed and shut the car door and made my way to the front door. My stomach groaned. I still hadn't eaten.

I entered the house and Cristiano was lying on the couch his hand on his forehead.

"Whats wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing, my head just hurts."

"Oh." I said as I walked over to him and sat next to him. I placed my hand over his head.

"You don't feel warm." I said.

"I think Im just tired thats all."

"Alright well go to bed ill make you some tea. If you dont feel better my tomorrow Ill call the doctor" I kissed his forehead and made my way to the kitchen.

I walked to the kitchen and filled the tea kettle. I placed it on the gas stove and sat down. I hated when Cristiano was sick. It made me feel bad. I would honestly do anything to get him healthy. When he is sick I feel pain. It honestly kills me. I mean I know its nothing serious, he just has a head ache, probably just needs rest, but I always miss his smile. Just then his phone which was on the counter vibrated, signaling that he got a text.

I glanced at the screen,

3New Messages

Pepe

Marcelo

Di Maria

I mean there his team mates I could just tell them he wasn't feeling well. I opened there messages.

"Man hope your alright. If it makes you feel better, we all are pretty pissed at Fabio. Dont worry bout it man. - Pepe"

"He's a puta. What else can I say. And you honestly shouldn't worry about it. You wanna come over? -Marcelo"

"Wooow the boys just told me. Holy shit man. Who gives a fuck though. You do you. You got Khloe he gotta whore. Love ya bro. -Di Maria"

What the?? I was confused. I couldn't really respond with, "Cris is sleeping sorry." Like this had to do with Fabio. Maybe Cris really was in a bad mood, no head ache. How was I going to respond to this? The again I didn't have respond at all.

The tea began whispering so I went over and turned of the stove. I got two mugs and placed the tea bags inside. I added lemon to Cris not mine. Then I walked to the living room and put his tea on the coffee table and sat down on the other couch. I sipped the tea and almost burned my tongue. But the thing that was really bothering me was what was really wrong with Cris. I took his phone and clicked Marcelo's contact and then send message.

"Its Khloe. Why is Cris acting strange and pretending to have a head ache? :( And everyone on the team is sending weird messages to him including you. And since hes sleeping I got to read them! Teeeeelll me pleaasseeee!!!."

"Cant tell sorry. Just ask Cris later. Give him space though. And answering his phone when hes sleeping much?" he responded a few minutes later.

"Please :( Ill baby sit enzo any time u want!"

"You do that anyway.😂"

"Pleasssee Marcelo for me:(" I replied.

"Fine. Just dont be mad at me..."

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