| sergio ramos |
'baby what do you want for christmas?' i ask her while playing with her hair.
'you keep asking me and i keep telling you i don't want anything because i already get to spend it with you.' she says looking at me smiling.
please, i want to get you something special. and please don't be stereotypical and say flowers or chocolate because i care more than to buy you some commercial shit.'
'alright sergio, if you're so determined about getting me something.' she says sitting up opposite me.
'you can organise something special for just the two of us, just something simple like dinner or something.' she says leaning in and stopping an inch away from my face.
'but the one rule is you're not allowed to spend anymore more than a hundred euros.' she says then pulling away.
'have fun babe!' she says kissing my cheek before getting up and going into the kitchen.
'now hold on, you can't just do that and leave.' i say getting up and going into the kitchen.
'babe you missed.' i say grabbing her hand turning her around.
'what do you mean?' she asks looking at me
'you missed.' i say before kissing her.
'you're so lame.' says adira laughing, 'now go away i'm making mince pies!'
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'don't be nervous, it's only miriam. she's my sister i know her more than anyone and i know she'll love you.' i say kissing the top of her head.
'it's not that. can i tell you something sergio?' she says looking at me.
'of course, anything.'
'well i was looking the other day on some of the other players girlfriends instagram accounts and i noticed they received a lot negative comments. and i also did some research and sometimes football players girlfriends don't have an easy time with the media. i noticed they get called "whores", "sluts or they say things like "she's only in it for the money." i'm scared sergio, i don't want that to happen and to affect us. you're the best thing that's happened to me and i don't want to lose you.' says adira.
i simply look at adira without saying a word before wrapping my arms around her and pulling her close.
'i will never let that get between us. and you will never lose me, you got that baby? if you receive one single negative comment or a negative press article you tell me right away.' i say looking at her, she stays silent but smiles.
'i love you so much.' she whispers
'i love you too.' i whisper back.
a few moments later, the doorbell rings. adira looks at me and smiles nervously. i take hold of her hand as we walk to the front door.
'you'll be fine.' i quickly say before opening the door.
'sergio!' says my older sister with her arms open.
'miriam!' i say smiling and wrapping my arms around my smaller sister.
'and this must be adira.' she says smiling at adira.
'gosh, you're even more beautiful in real life!' she says giving adira a hug.
'i see the good looks run through the family.' says adira laughing.
'you mean i got the good looks and sergio here just ended up ugly.' says miriam jokily.
'for your information i was on the cover of men healths.' i say smirking.
'and how many red cards have you gotten?' she says looking at me making adira burst out laughing.
'and how many times have you been banned for fighting?' says adira.
'alright no need to gang up on me.' i say putting my hands up in defense.
'come on miriam i'll show you to your room.' says adira smiling. as they walk out of the room, adira turns around and winks at me.
i fucking love this woman.
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