Thinking Unthinkable||Cristiano Ronaldo

Chapter Four.

Emily's pov

I woke up from a nap, I took a glance at the clock. It was 7:30,
My phone started to buzz, a number that I didn't recognize.
"Hello?" I said, a bit groggy from my nap.
"Open your door." I immediately recognized the voice. How did he get my number or even my address.
I got up, still in my shorts and opened the door.
"What are you doing here?" I groaned.
"Well wasn't someone taking a nap?" Cristiano said.
"Well wasn't expecting anyone." I spat.
"Ooh don't bite me now."
I rolled my eyes. "These are for you." He handed me a bouquet of white and red roses.
"Well, thank you gentleman. But not to sound like a prick, but what are these for?" I asked raising a eyebrow.
"Well, I felt guilty for being very ignorant earlier on." He started.
"And I just wanted to uh..." He cleared his throat. "Apologize." He mouthed.
"Mr.Arrogant Ronaldo is Apologizing?" I sounded surprised.
"Well, apology accepted! But you shouldn't have. But it's cute, how you just dropped in and magically found my address and brought me roses." I gave him a smile.
"Well, I have to go I have to pick up Cristiano junior from his friends house." He told me. I gave him a nod.
"See you, in practice Friday."
"Or maybe sooner." He gave me a grin along with a wink.
"Ahh, that wink will never get old." I smiled.
"Good to see you." He gave me a kiss on the cheek. Wasn't really expecting it but I guess it was a natural response.
I gave him a wave as he exited my apartment.
I closed the door and went immediately to bed.
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I woke up the next morning, fully rested. It was around 9:00. I took a shower, dressing casually. A plain, Black t-shirt and a pair of shorts. I put on a pair of vans. The authentic black ones to be exact.
I didn't really have much to eat, so I decided to go out.
I walked around the city, and found a lovely little cafe.
I ordered a croissant, orange juice, and a Sandwich.
It was a bit too much, that I only ended up eating the sandwich and a piece of croissant.
I walked back to my apartment, just before the clock struck 1:00pm.
I received a text from a number I didn't recognise but realising it was Cristianos number.
"Hello, Pretty lady I need to talk to you about something. It's urgent and I need to talk you In person. I'll pick you up at 3:00, see you soon.-cr7." I raised an eyebrow trying to piece a puzzle together. what did he want to talk about?
"Can't we just FaceTime?" I responded.
"No love, I need to physically talk to you." He texted back in a few minutes.
"Stop with the nicknames, you're not getting anywhere." I rolled my eyes, as I pressed the sent button.
"Hm, but I'm slick. So it's all good." He responded. I just sent a meme. He replied with a meme as well.
"Dress casually darling." He texted a few moments later.
I decided to change into a pair of jeans, a crop top that was laced, and a pair of white vans. My hair, I did my hair into a ponytail.
I decided to wear no makeup.
By the time I was ready it was 2:30.
I got a knock on my door,
There stood, my team mate Cristiano Ronaldo.
"Hello, love." He gave me a kiss on my forehead.
"Hello Cristiano." I said a bit taken back.
He was dressed in a pair of blue jeans, a white t-shirt, as usual his Gucci shades, and a pair of his own cr7 shoes.
"Well, we have a lot to talk about." He said.
"Why can't you just tell me here right now." I told him.
"Because, dinner is better. Especially when your having dinner with the Cristiano Ronaldo." He told me.
"Hmm, your ego can't stop growing bud." I gave him a tap on the chin as I closed my door. I walked In front of him.
He followed me, but then he walked passed me, grabbing my hand. He held it as he led me down the stairs and outside. No paparazzi, which was very surprising.
Once we entered his black, leathered Ferrari. I was stunned it was very fancy.
"You didn't have to hold my hand back there." I spat.
"Didn't want you to be scared." He smirked.
"Cute, but I wasn't."
"Wanted to make sure princess." He gave me a flutter.
"Where are you even taking me?" I asked.
"A dinner at my place." He immediately answered.
"Why not in a restaurant." I immediately shot.
"Because...I'm a gentleman and I want our first date in my house." He stated with a stop in the middle of his sentence.
"First, Cristiano this is not a date, it's just a dinner talk, type of thing," I said as he cleared his throat.
"Listen, then I'm making it a date" he said as he grabbed my hand holding, it.
"So, big shot Cristiano Ronaldo wants a date with me?" I confirmed.
"To be exact you brought up the whole, date thing so I'm just making your dreams come true." He responded with a smirk.
"but I didn't want a date with you but whatever pleases you." I smiled.
He narrowed his eyes, still holding onto my hand.
We arrived to a stunning house. The outside was, enormous and was decorated beautifully.
"Woah." I whispered.
"I know right.." Is all he said. He got out of the car opening the door for me as well.
"This is like 100 times the size of my apartment." I said still stunned.
"Hard work pays off." He said.
I gave him a smile as he led me into his home, which was even more beautiful then the outside. It was if I was dreaming.
"Shall we head upstairs?" He said.
"Uhhh..." Is all I said.
"Relax princess. I have something planned." He rolled his eyes, as if he knew what I was thinking. We went up a grand staircase, it was made of marble floors.
I followed him to a balcony, in the middle it had a round table for two, a candle, and a wine bottle. I sat In Front of him, admiring the moonlight.
"What do you want to eat?" He asked.
"Whatever you will."
"Fine, I'll be right back." He said getting up.
I looked out to a stunning view of his back yard, it had a huge pool. A mini, football field.
Then Cristiano came back, and sat down.
"Our food will be out soon." He grunted.
I gave him a 'okay' look.
"Well, I'm here to discuss something that Zinedine, and Florentino told me to tell you."
He started. "But first, I want to know more about you."
I raised an eyebrow.
"Huh, didn't know you were so interested in my life, pretty sure yours is much more interesting mines? It's just less exciting then yours."
"Come on, tell me." He stated once more. I sighed.
"Fine."

Cristiano's POV

"Fine." She sighed.
"Well, I was born on June 6th, and was a very chubby girl." She giggled.
"My mum, was always sad and I didn't get to find out why she was sad because well, because she wasn't open about her feelings. My father left when I was five. I can't really remember his face at all. But my mum told me he was Spanish." She said in a thick British accent that I adored.
"Then a few years ago my mum and my brother died in a car.....crash. My...my-" she choked and broke down. I felt really bad.
I got up, and gave her a hug to try to comfort her. I gave a her a kiss, on her forehead.
"It's going to be okay princess."
I wiped down her tears and she sat back down as well as I did.
And she continued her story.
"They died. I lived with my grandma and she passed away about a year ago. My ex-boyfriend...died a few months after my grandma. Someone killed him." Her eyes saddened once she finished her statement.
I held her hand as a comfort.

Emily's pov

He held my hand, and I felt safe with him. As if I could tell him everything.
"I'll be right back." He left, and a few minutes later returned with a cake in his hand.
On it, it said "welcome to Real Madrid."
"Zidane told me to tell you that, they want you to sign a 1 season contract just to try you out. You will be paid per game and week." He said with a smile.
Did they actually want a contract with me?
I got up and gave him a hug.
"Maybe it will be BEC not BBC." I joked.
"Only bbc, forever and always." He shot.
"Thank you Cristiano, without you and Gareth well my dream wouldn't have came true." I told him sincerely.
I turned around, because a dogs bark got my attention.
When Cristiano interrupted the silence.
"You have a tattoo?" He asked raising an eyebrow.
Then I realised he must have notice my tattoo on my neck. I got embarrassed and hid it with my hand.
I nodded.
"What is it?" He asked. He clearly hadn't seen it completely.
"Well, you promise not to laugh?" I questioned. He gave me a nod.
"You were my idol, and you still are. So I got a tattoo of your initials and number. " Cr7.
"That's so cute. May I take a glance?" He asked I nodded. He got up and came over to me making me stand up so he could take a good glance. I lifted up my hair.

Cristianos POV

I couldn't believe she had done that, I found it quite adorable and interesting.
I went behind her, looking at her black inked tattoo. I would never get one, but on her skin it looked good.
"I like it." I told her.
I slid my finger on her jawline, making her breath pace up. I could feel her body tense. But I wasn't going to do that, I'm not that type of person.
"Nice to know, how I could make you feel baby girl." I gave her my signature wink.
She blushed, and I just grinned.

Emily's pov

What has he just done? He was playing a game, which he knew he could control.
"Cristiano, it's getting late. I'll call a cab or something." I told him, still embarrassed on what had just occurred.
"Come on." He grabbed my hand pulling me down the stairs. He brought me to his car and he took my home. Before I left his car he gave my a kiss on the cheek.
I arrived to my flat and was exhausted, so I changed and went straight to sleep. Thinking about my new life at Madrid.

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Longest chapter I have done. Lmao, but give feedback please?? Like I have no clue. X.