Two R's Do Not Make a Right

Chapter 4

Ramos used his captain voice and it was settled, Asensio would end up babysitting me every time Ramos was on duty and because Ronaldo knew it would work on my nerves, that was almost everyday including Asensio's original duties. Hopefully we would get along otherwise I would be stuck with this person for a whole month! No, we HAVE to get along! At least the first time he's here, it's with Kroos, one of the most mature and cool people on that team. The day after is going to be havoc. Asensio and Enzo while at least they are both the same age as me, the players in this team seem to be immature beyond all compare. Enzo and I have been friends for a while now. Everyone claims that there is something going on between us but I fail to see anything other than friendship. Speaking of the devil, I unlocked my phone to a message from him. "Hey homie so I see I'm on body guard duty on Friday! Party?"
See the thing is I promised I wouldn't party but we can have a movie day?
"Depends on Marco, speaking of the man himself have you met him?"
Nope but Ramos has already planned the rest of our lives together.
"😂 Capi is such a joke. Good luck with Asensio tomorrow, you're going to need it."
Why
Why
Why aren't you replying!
Annnnd that is where our conversation ends. Ramos decides to grab my phone and take selfies. When I say selfies I mean pages and pages of bursts because he needs "to catch the right lighting". Can you get any more annoying? Keylor legit sat eating pizza watching us instead of the tv. The rest of the night was spent playing PlayStation while eating ice cream. A good first day I guess.

Waking up this morning was tough. Ramos only left at 3 in the morning. He couldn't face defeat on FIFA until I finally beat him 10-0. To not worsen this score, he decided to vacate much to my happiness. I showered and what not. I decided to leave my long black hair in beach waves and decided to wear ripped black high waisted shorts with this season's Real Madrid shirt. Ronaldo refused to let me own any Madrid shirt without his name and number on the back. Sometimes he really is overbearing. As soon as I put on my white Nike Air Force 1s I heard the doorbell and rushed to the door. As I reached the living room, I saw Kroos casually sprawled across the couch. I laughed and waved on the way to the door. When I opened the door, I looked away and when I finally looked at Asensio, he was staring at me. We both seemed in a trance. "Lia, why you got no food in this house!" called Kroos. It seemed to snap us out of our own thoughts. He retracted his former state and casually side hugged me, introducing himself as Asensio, Marco Asensio.
"Well my name is Juliana, nice to meet you Marco."
"Listen Lia and Marco you can reveal how deeply you are in love with one another at another stage *cough* when I'm not here *cough*." Kroos casually slides in while we are still connected. Marco laughs it off and walks away. I couldn't help but stare lusting after him and that ass! Sweet baby Jesus he had an ass!