The week

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I come back home with my head filling with a picture of him, Leo Messi, Him staring at me, his brown eyes melt me, his hand put on mine, the way he grabbed my shoulder the way he laughed. I remember every little thing about him. As far as I've gone through my thought, my phone suddenly vibrate and It's a call from Caleb, my husband. And that suddenly wake me up from dream, I've forgotten about Caleb all day, just thinking about Messi, Is that called cheat? I still haven't told Messi yet that I already married. I picked the phone up
'Helloooooo!!' I said trying both not to make him concern and not to make myself feel so much guilty.
'Hey honey, Is everything okay there?' He asked me.
'Sure, I just finished dinner and What are you doing now?' I asked him back
'I'm about to go to the lunch with my Co worker, I have to go now, take care of yourself okay?'
'Okay, Have a good dinner' I hanged up
I feel really guilty I didn't say a word about the thing that happened this morning to Caleb.Suddenly my phone vibrate, and this time it's a message from an unknown number.
     'Hello!' Unknown source
     'Hi! Who?' I asked
     'Me!' I suddenly feel I know who but still ask
     'Me? Who?'
     'Me, Messi' I know it right
     'Why and how the hell did you get my phone number?' I freak out...wondering how
     'Don't be so mean grandma, you made me scare ^_^' He's so lucky that now I'm not near him, because if I were he would have been more injure.
     'Clumsy you! How did you get my phone number?'
     'Ms, How can I trust you if you said you could be friend with me but didn't give me any kind of contact?'
     'But you know exactly where my house is cos you just took me home' I asked
     'You know? A footballer like me has so less time to go anywhere and It'll be so hard for me to walk outside cos you know? I'm famous'
     'So tell me how did you get my number?' I asked again
     'I kind of took advantage of you this morning'
     'What? When?' I really have no clue
     'When You go and order our coffee...'
      I remember he asked me to order for him too, that's why, I left him no contact just because I think that he might forget me easily because I'm not that special for him but then....It still happened.
     'So! Do you want to hang out tomorrow morning?' Messi suggested
     'Why?' I asked
     'Well, it seems like you are a little bit new to this place and with me you'll be able to explode Barcelona.'
     'Why do you even think that I'm new to this place?'
     'Silly you, Just from Starbuck to your house, you need map'
     'It's so useless for you to take me out when I wasn't even a friend of yours at all.'
     A moment of silent, no reply back from Messi, I know we have to end up like this, not because I'm Afraid that he will love me but because I love him and I'm afraid that I will fall deeper!
     Suddenly my phone vibrates
     'Please I'm begging you, take me, as your friend why would it be so hard for you to take Lionel Messi as your friend?'
     I don't reply back, I turn off my phone and start doing the routine of my evening without Caleb again without a minute thinking about Messi.
     Alarm rang! And it's 9 am. I wake up go to the bathroom, prepare myself for a boring day without my husband. To be honest, even if I don't love him, but he's so nice that I miss him when he's not around, miss the morning kiss, the breakfast he made for me! How am I supposed to live this life without the sound of him? Goddd Am I really in love with him? The thought of me falling for my husband is so weird that suddenly Messi's face pop on my head. I have to do anything to stop it. I decided to go out for a walk. It is a really good day, the weather is so nice and I enjoy walking but this Time I'm clever enough to focus on my path just to make sure I'm not going to bump into anyone again.
     Just like usual, I stop by the nearest Starbuck just to get a cup of my favorite coffee. We're on the line waiting for the order with only two people. Me and the tall tan guy in front of me. When he get his, He actually turn and suddenly spill coffee over my clothes. -_- not again hah!

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