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8.

'Where do you think of?' Alexis asked me while my I was indeed thinking of something. It was actually a kind of mixed. A mix of if I should go to the date and what should I wear? Should I tell Alexis I am going on a date? What If It won't work with Dylan, where I am sure of but still I am going to give it a try and I am brave enough to tell Alexis that I am in love with him and maybe he is too but will say 'What about Dylan?' 

Haha, do I even hear myself?

'Nothing, I am just a little tired that's all.' I said and he nodded. He stopped by after the match that he won again and he even scored. I put my work aside to watch the whole match and It was dope. He also asked me today but I really couldn't.

'You should come next week, we are playing against Chelsea. I don't care if you have something else to do, I already reserved a place for you so cancel everything.' Alexis said. I looked at him and just wanted to grab him and make him mine only mine. How can he be so sweet?

'Luckily for you, I have nothing to do Sunday. Thank you so much.' He nodded and I don't know what went through me but I cuddled him. I fucking cuddled him?

I let go very fast and knew I was turning red and saw a nervous smile appearing on his face. 'I... I am just thankful. My first derby and big match and I.'

'Don't mind, It's not like we never cuddled before stupid.' He joked and I slapped him with a pillow.

'Did you just called me stupid?'

'Maybe.'

I gave him a side eye and took the remote from the table to turn on the tv and I did felt his eyes on me but tried so hard to ignore it. 

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I am so sorry for this short chapter.