COMPLETED | He wasn't looking for anyone in particular; just a body to lay next to him that night.
She was a traveler, exploring the city of Munich with her sister and cousin, and by chance, meets a handsome footballer.
Leon Goretzka and Emilia Sch...
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"Are you alright?" Leon asked her, noticing Emilia's face getting flushed yet again. He grabbed her arm gently, wanting to ensure that she didn't pass out on his watch.
"Yes, sorry, it's just a little warm in here, that's all."
"Do you need to sit down or get some air?"
"No, I'm alright, thank you though," Emilia smiled, trying to regain her composure.
"In that case, I still haven't caught your name, schatz," Leon flirted, wanting to know this girl's name more by the minute.
"Emilia Schneider," She introduced herself, sticking out her hand.
"Emilia," Leon smirked. "I'm all for politeness, but don't you think we are past shaking hands? I mean you were just grinding up on this hot body of mine a few minutes ago."
She laughed, a real, hearty laugh, shaking her head at the cute boy in front of her. "I'm Leon by the way," He spoke, placing a hand on her waist. "I didn't want to be rude by not introducing myself."
"Wow, such a gentleman you are, Leon," Emilia retorted, slinking her arms around his neck. This was so unlike Emilia Schneider, but the level of alcohol pumping through her veins plus the attractive man standing in front of her was making her do things she wouldn't normally do; Leon didn't seem to mind however.
"Do you want to dance again?" Leon questioned, leaning into the small red-head who was nearly an entire foot shorter than him.
"Actually, I want to get another drink; do you mind?"
He shook his head no, and grasped her hand in his. She began leading him to the crowded bar area, but he pulled her to the left, towards the always-coveted V.I.P. area.
"I hope you don't mind," He stuttered nervously. "I play a bit of football, and if I get recognized...um, sometimes it doesn't go so well."
Emilia nodded her head, allowing him to the lead the way. During this time, Annie and Rosie were still at the bar, getting drunk out of their minds. They deserved it though; they finished yet another year of college, and were on the vacation of a lifetime.
"Annie!" Rose slurred. "Emi is going into the V.I.P. area with a boy!"
"Is he hot?"
"Oh my god, Annie, I can't tell from here!" She slapped her cousin on the arm lightly, which got the attention of the cute blonde sitting next to her.
"Want to dance?" He asked Rose, leading her onto the dance floor.
Rose turned back to face her cousin who was giving her a thumbs up, and disappeared into the crowd. Now alone, Annie now ordered three more shots, eyeing up the hot guy sitting across from her, hoping that she could flirt him into buying her drinks. And knowing Annie, she could; easily.
