They made me drive them to the airport. Not that I minded. I was feeling high spirited as I aced my course and I was left to a holiday by myself, well partially.
We said our goodbyes, my mom cried and tried to blackmail me on the plane while Cris gave me the eye making me promise I will be "a good girl" and "on my best behavior". Gio greeted me normally and I swear she is the only one at that, normal. I drove home in our Range Rover stopping at the grocery store to buy some real groceries because Cris had none. I assumed he forgot to stock up and not that he never cooked. I decided to stay at Cris' house as it was much easier. I arrived home and packed everything away besides the ingredients for a mozzarella and rocket homemade pizza. I finished the pizza base dough when I heard the doorbell. I opened the door to Sergio Ramos and Keylor Navas, my bodyguards for the day. I had previously met majority of the team excluding the newbies which Cris told me would also get an opportunity to babysit me. I'm 20 years old I think that's too old for a babysitter. Ramos hugged me and told me about how big I'm getting when I subtly reminded him that we are not that many years apart. He laughed and replied that we were worlds apart when it came to maturity. I only pointed out Pilar thought about getting him a babysitter when Navas fell to the floor laughing making Ramos feel like an idiot. He quietly moved to the tv to play some PlayStation. I moved to the kitchen still giggling with Navas behind me. "Tell me again why you need a babysitter?" "That is the question my friend" I went back to preparing supper while I caught Navas up with the happenings of my life. He was telling me about the new players when Ramos walked in, chipper as if earlier had not happened. Just in time as I pulled out the two large pizzas of the oven. I placed them on the wooden plates and rough chopped them into slices. Ramos' eyes nearly fell out of his head when he saw what made. It looked pretty good if I must say so myself. Navas then mentioned that one of my appointed bodyguards was one of the new players tomorrow. There was a sudden silence which is never good in terms of Sergio Ramos. His eyes widened and he snapped his fingers, thus revealing that he had a "brilliant" idea. Ramos then went into full length describing the player saying how he'd never thought about it before but we'd make a perfect couple. He was rambling on when my phone rang and I put it on loudspeaker knowing that's the first thing Ramos would want. "Hey Cris your house is still in one piece!" Ramos chose this time to bite into the pizza when he exclaimed "Lia makes magic! Why didn't you tell me she could cook!" "Because you'd try to hire her if you only knew how good!" Replied Cris. "Safe flight?" "Yepp and smooth too!" "Great so get some rest and we can talk tomorrow, bye bye!" I hung up before he complained and my whole family would want to speak to me. Now that's a disaster waiting to happen. Ramos' phone went off and he realized something. "I'm on duty the day after tomorrow and Pilar is leaving for Ibiza that day with me!" He looked panicked and Navas did too until something clicked. "Ask Asensio to do a double shift because he's in Madrid for the whole of the vacation, preseason training or something Zizou has him doing." "That's actually what I'll do I'll phone him now and ask him." He stood up with one pizza in his hand and went to make his phone call. Navas then proceeded to yell "Use the Capitano voice on him! He won't be able to say no!"
Poor guy.
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