April 24, 2012
"And GOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAL! Fernando Torres, hero of the hour! Man of the match, El Niño is back, everyone!" the British commentator practically screamed, "Chelsea are in the semi-finals of the Champions League, Barcelona kicked out with a fantastic goal by The Kid!"
Fernando yelled out loud with mirth, pumping his fist in the air as he slid down on his knees to where Catalina stood. Pointing at her, he gestured for her to jump over the fence.
Jokingly, she narrowed her eyes at him, gesticulating towards the baby carriage she was pushing, which held their one week old baby Leo Sergio Torres Sanz, and the little one and a half year old beautiful blonde girl, Nora.
He yelled, "Give them to Evelina for just five minutes, mi amor."
Nodding, she handed them carefully to Juan Mata's stunning cheery girlfriend, who seemed to be aware of what was happening from the smirk on her face, quite opposite to Catalina, whose eyebrows were raised in confusion.
Once they were requited on the pitch, Fernando tackled her in a firm hug, kissing the nape of her neck softly, "We won, mi corazón, we won."
She giggled, "Well, I was watching the match, and from the commotion it caused, it takes no genius to tell that it was a wonderful goal."
Thanking her with a sweet kiss on the lips, she smiled softly at his sudden public display of affection.
After setting his girlfriend down for a moment, a tap on his shoulder caused his blonde hair to flop around as he turned around, meeting the tiny figure of Juan, who handed him a microphone.
Winking at the couple, Juan backed off as Fernando tested out the mic, leaving Catalina in a puddle of her own confusion.
Looking up at the crowds, Nando began to speak, "Can everyone hear me?" with a roar of approval from the crowds, he went on, sending them back to silence again, "Well, as all of you know, this is my best friend of 28 years, and my girlfriend of only almost two, Catalina," he wrapped his arm around her waist, "Perhaps I was stupid to have waited that long to confess to her, but I am glad now, as she is the mother of both my beautiful minions," his dark, captivating eyes glanced fondly at her.
Catalina blushed profusely, burying her head in his warm chest, causing the crowd chuckle along with Fernando, "I know that I wasn't the greatest boyfriend ever, and sometimes I am a jealous prick," Catalina jokingly nodded along as he playfully stuck out his tongue, "But I swear it upon my life, I have never loved anyone but you."
Pulling away from her embrace, Catalina gasped, her eyes brimming with tears as Fernando got down on one knee, pulling out a small red box from the pockets of his shorts.
His big, doe, brown eyes pulling her in, she found herself a blabbering mess as he asked the question she had been waiting for.
"So, Catalina Laresque Sanz Jiminez, will you do me the spectacular honor and become my Mrs.Torres?" he revealed a gorgeous 24 carat white gold gold band adorned with 10 diamonds of 10 carats, surrounding a magnificent 18 carat stone amidst them.
"Yes!" she screamed, her face streaked with the happiest tears, long brown her surrounding her like a halo as he slipped the finger on her tall and slim fingers, before spinning her around as he laughed with delight and relief, smashing their rosy lips together.
"I can't wait till I am a Torres," she giggled sweetly, cradling her face in his arms.
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