y'ALL I WAS PUT IN A DM WITH SERGIO ON TWITTER AND HE OPENED THE DM AND SAW IT
|sergio ramos |
i wake up to soft sheets, and the morning light trickled in through the blind. my arms still around adira. i carefully roll onto my side and look at her. her features were so much softer in her sleep, she looked peaceful. she was smiling in her sleep, she must be dreaming about something. seeing her happy makes me smile.
'good morning.' she says softly, her eyes still shut.
'morning.' i say with a smile. she opens her eyes slightly and pulls the cover further over her body.
'i always forgot how cold this room gets in the morning.' she says and i pull her body closer to mine to keep her warm.
i can hear music playing softly and someone singing along quietly from the other room.
'is that your roommate?' i ask.
'yes, what's the time?' she asks. i grab my phone from the bedside table and show it to her.
'this is the longest i've slept in a long time.' she says happily, 'i normally don't sleep for longer than three hours. i finally feel rested.'
'are you insomniac?' i ask.
'i guess you could say that.' she says quickly kissing me before getting out of bed.
'i'm going to have a shower, get yourself some breakfast if you want! chloe always makes loads!' she says from the other room. i get up from the bed and put on a tshirt, i don't want to make her roommate feel uncomfortable. i go into the kitchen and there's her roommate singing along to the radio cooking something in a frying pan.
she turns around and sees me and smiles.
'hi, you must be sergio. i'm chloe.' she says in a perfect spanish accent putting her hand out.
'nice to meet you.' i say with a smile as i shake her hand.
'would you like some pancakes? i always make too many and take them to homeless people for breakfast but you're our guest.'
'oh no, thank you i couldn't.' i say shaking my head. i've already cut into my strict diet once, i can't do it twice.
'suit yourself. if you want there's some muesli and cereals in the cupboard or some fruit in the fridge if you prefer being healthy.' she says putting the pancakes on a plate. i go towards the fridge and take two apples and sit down at the table opposite her.
'may i ask, how do you know spanish so well?' i ask before taking a bite from my apple.
'my best friend is currently living in spain and he taught me spanish and i lived there with him for a while. he's a footballer you might of heard of him, antoine griezmann?' she says.
i know antoine griezmann very well, he plays for one of my teams biggest rivals teams.
'i've met him.' i say with a smile.
'you look very familiar like i've seen you somewhere but i just can't put my finger on it.' she says looking at me.
'he's a sports journalist.' says adira walking in with wet hair.
'yes, i travel a lot. especially in spain and at certain times of the year to different countries. he's probably met antoine.' says adira sitting down and taking a pancake of the plate.
'i have.'
'he's the only footballer i don't actually hate. the one i can't stand the most is that ronaldo guy though. he's literally paid to kick a ball around and look good. for what purpose? people's entertainment.' she says scoffing.
i bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself saying anything. i like adira, i like her a lot but cristiano is still my teammate and one of my best friends.
'so as you've probably already noticed she's very passionate about her hatred against football.' says chloe.
'it's ironic though, how we met on a plane full of football players.' i say laughing slightly.
'very ironic.' says chloe looking at me.
'so what do you have planned for today?' asks chloe changing the subject.
'well i wasn't expecting guests so i didn't really plan anything but i was thinking maybe just sight see the city for a bit. i could show you all the famous parts of liverpool. or we could do something else if you want. but haven't you been here before multiple times? so i'm not really sure what you've done and haven't done.' says adira shrugging, chloe is still looking at me and it's making me uncomfortable.
'adira, isn't that your phone ringing?' says chloe and there's a silence except for a phone ringing.
'i'll be right back.' she says getting up from the table and going into her room. there's silence until we hear her bedroom shut and chloe gets closer to me.
'listen sergio garcìa or should i say sergio ramos. i know who you are, i've seen you play against antoine's team multiple times before i'm not an idiot. adira seems to really like you but when she finds out the truth she's going to hate you. this lie you're doing isn't big and it isn't clever. it's not going to make things better, it's making them worse.'
'and that's why she's never going to find out.'
'you better tell her the truth soon or i will. your choice ramos.'
