Thinking Unthinkable||Cristiano Ronaldo

Chapter eleven.

Emily's Pov.

It's the day after the champions league final and I'm exhausted. My legs hurt, and I'm a mess. It hurts just to stand up.
I hadn't unpacked my bag, and I hadn't checked my phone since the morning of yesterday. So I checked it, and I had about 65 texts of Leo and 50 calls. I'm not even exaggerating. But the texts, hurt the most. The texts that my own brother sent me were awful. He had no right to react this way.
One even said, "I hope he breaks your heart." He knows what I've been threw.

He must be pissed, about that. Who knew, someone could have so much hate towards the other one. I took a quick shower and changed into a pair of shorts and a vans shirt. As well as a pair of authentic black vans. I put my hair in a pony tail, and put on a pair of Rayburn shades.

Barcelona had training today because they had the copa of Rey finals.

So I decided to go to their training. I called a cab, and after a long ride I finally arrived.

I entered, and Luis was there to greet me.
"Hola papa." I greeted.
"Hola Emily, how are you?" He asked.
"Good." I told him.
"So are you and Cristiano a thing?" He asked my immediately.
"Even if we were, do you mind?" I asked.
"Nope. Honestly I like him. He's a good person." He stated. I chuckled.
"Looks like, my dad is a fan of the enemy." I chuckled.
"Dad, I honestly don't know what we are. It's a bit complicated." I bluntly added.
"Well, honey I'm good with whatever you say. But I have to go, because I just saw Mascherano score a own goal." He said. I nodded, and I looked around for Leo. He was no where in sight which was very good news for me. Though I did see Neymar so I decided to talk to him.
"Hey dude." I greeted.
"Hey darling." He said.
"Wanna practice?" I Asked. He nodded so I practiced with him. Until the devil himself came.

"Hey Ney, hey Emily." He greeted. I ignored. I wasn't up to deal with Leo so I walked away, dragging Neymar with me.
We went to a corner where we practiced some more, until Leo came over again.
"What the hell? Emily why are you ignoring me?" He asked.
Was he acting stupid or...did he just not really know?
I ignored him.
"EMILY! SPEAK TO ME! WHAT THE HECK DID I DO?" He raised his voice.
"You want to know what you did?" I confirmed. He nodded. I took a deep breath.

"You fucking, wished the worst upon me! You know what I've been threw and I get texts that say, I hope he breaks your heart. Fuck you! What the hell is wrong with you! You can't fucking tell me that okay! I know you hate the guy but you don't say that to me. And unless you know what's really is going on, shut your mouth. I can't believe we are even related, I fucking can't deal with you. I don't know who you are, just don't text me, don't talk to me or anything. Fuck you, and rot in bloody hell. Good day Neymar and good day to you Stranger." I ranted, I took a breath and I saw Leo's face. He was speechless and I think Neymar had his jaw open. I walked over to my father and said my goodbyes. I called a cab and went home. I wanted this day to be over, I couldn't deal with anymore drama.

I went home, but only to none other then Cristiano sitting on my couch.
"Cristiano..what are you doing here?" I asked him.
"Baby, why are you in a bad mood?" He asked.
I sighed. I had to lie, I couldn't tell him.
"Uh, just a bit tired." I fake smiled.

Cristianos POV

I noticed she was a bit tense. I wonder why, where did she go that made her like this? I didn't want to ask questions, I just wanted to make her feel relaxed.

I went behind her, massaging he shoulders. She groaned at the feeling of relief. I wanted to make her feel good. I knew something was bothering her, I could see it in her eyes.

I planted a small kiss behind her earlobe, she shivered. I know my affection has a effect on her.

"Come on babygirl, tell me what's wrong." I whispered.
"No..nothing." She breathed.

I planted my lips on her neck, I found her sweet spot again, but this time on the left side.
A loud moan, filled the room.
"Can we take this to your room.." I muttered against her soft skin.

"Cristiano, I..I..I can't.." She said.
"Why not!" I whined.
"Because, I'm not ready. Cristiano, I'm a virgin." She finally spat. I didn't believe it, she may be a virgin but she certainly knows how to play a mans heart.

"Fine, I'll wait. But you're going to be mine."
I said.
"We'll see.. Highly doubt it." She smirked.
"Oh really? Then how come I managed to make you fall in my touch in a instant." I smirked. She blushed.
"I'll see you later . I have to go." I said giving her a kiss on her forehead.
"Oh and by the way, might want to use more make up on that hicky on your right side of your neck. As well as your new one on your left." A smirked appeared on my lips as she gasped. I closed the door and walked out.

Emily's pov

I can't stand the fact, that I just fall like that when he touches me. I feel like I'm betraying Kevin. But I have to move on with life. My emotions are all over the place, and I can't control them.

I'm pissed at Leo and I'm emotionally invested with Cristiano. I don't know what's even going on anymore. But I just wanted to pass out, and go to sleep. I wanted to forget this day even happened.

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This is a short chapter. I apologize but I want to start a new book. Liverpool and Manchester United played. I went For Liverpool but only because I don't like Jose, he may be a great manager. But what he did with Káká, Iker Casllias, Wayne Rooney , Schweinsteiger is unforgivable.