I walk into my dark apartment with my duffle bag and a bag full of protein shakes and bars. I put my stuff down when i hear something moving in my living room. I close the door and lock the door behind me. I pick up a baseball bat that i keep next to my door just for situation like this. I walk slowly down my hallway and the moving gets louder. I hear my television on; it sounds like a soap opera. I stop moving when i reach the entrance of my living room. I inhale before ambushing who ever was in my house. I yell as i run in and i see Marcelo yelling throwing the remote at me. I easily dodge it and put the baseball bat down.
"Dude" I look at him with my serious face. We make eye contact until i bend down and grab the remote. "Novelas?" I ask him sitting down next to him. His cheeks turn a bright red and he talks the control from me, changing it the sport central.
"I was just doing research." He tells me defensively. I just nod my head and grin at him. We turn our attention to the television that is showing the highlights to the game we played yesterday. They showed the brace I made and the assist by Marcelo.
"Man, they always catch me making dumb faces" Marcelo whines as they show our play in slow motion. I pause the television and take a picture of marcelos face.
"Thats going to be my wallpaper!" I tell him as i run towards my kitchen, laughing. He mocks my laugh and presses play. I remember about my protein and walk to the front door. I rip open the shakes and throw one at Marcelo. He accepts it and i sit down next to him watching the highlights of the other teams we will face soon.
"Marcelo, what time is it?" I ask him feeling full of energy. He looks down at his phone and makes a face.
"Ronaldo, its only 9!" He yells and quickly gets up. He looks at his face and hair. I walk over to the light switch and turn it on. He makes a face and turns to look at me.
"Dude, let me borrow a shirt?" He ask me and I nod. He runs into my bedroom. I drink the last of my protein shake and observe how I look. I look too casual, maybe i should change into my teal button up shirt. It is very soft and brings out my V. As i think this, I turn and see Marcelo wearing the shirt i was going to wear.
"Dude! i was going to wear that" I inform him, he makes a nonchalant face and uses my comb to fix his hair. I walk pass him and shove him into the wall. I sprint into my room and lock the door. He really did make a mess with my clothes. I pick up a white button up and quickly change. I put on a matching watch and white vans. I stepped back and checked myself out, not half bad.
"CRISTIANO! HURRY!" Marcelo yells from my hall. I roll my eyes and slip my phone into my backpocket. I open the door slowly and walk out as fast as I can.
"Lets go," I tell him walking behind him. We walk out to the garage and hop into my car.
"So which one today, 'La Fiesta' or 'El Nino'?" I ask marcelo. He thinks about and grins.
"The one with the hotter chicas" He tells me and I laugh, "La Fiesta it is!"
"Man, its loud!" I yell over the music that is playing some song about the summer. Marcelo is already dancing with a few girls. I just laugh and dance by myself for now. Before i knew it there was a couple girls around me wanting to dance. I looked at each of them and picked the prettiest one. We danced for a good while, until I saw a hotter girl wanting to dancing. I quickly moved and danced with her. The other one got mad but moved on to another guy. This girl was extremely beautiful. She put her hand in my.. you know. She whispered in my ear something i cannot repeat. I nod and we walk pass the people, most of the girls were looking at me while dancing with their men. I just smiled and looked down as um what was her name again pulled my hand toward the back of the club. We walked past the exit sign and as soon as the door closed she was kissing me. I grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to me. Not breaking the kiss I put her on top of a crate. She let go to pull on my belt. I grabbed her hands and told her to wait. She then started kissing me again and I moved her dress up slowly, teasing her. I kissed her neck as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I looked around for people, nope, we are good to go.
"Dude where have you been?" Marcelo yells when i reach the dance floor.
"I needed some air." I tell him and he shrugs continuing to dance. "Hey are you drinking?" I ask him, he shakes his head. "Okay, dont! I want to!" I yell as I leave his side to look for the bar. As soon as I reach there the bartender is quick to serve me. I thank him and take a shot. I turn around on my seat and take a look. This is the opposite of the cafe. Completed. I look towards the restrooms and notice someone. Could it be? Is it the girl from my dream. I drop a twenty and got up, not taking my eyes off of her. Shes laughing with a couple of girls, her hair is in a messy bun and is wearing a tight red dress that fit her curves very nicely. I was in ten feet within her when i felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and it was Marcelo.
"hey man lets go" He tells me with a pretty blonde next to him.
"Hold up let me just," I turn around and my mystery woman is gone. Along with her friends, "Oh yeah, lets leave now."
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FanfictionCristiano Ronaldo is a professional soccer player know for being quite a player. Secretly wanting to settle down, can he keep his bad boy rep or will the quiet girl get her way. DISCLAIMER: i do not own the photo in my cover. It belongs to whoever t...