“OMG...mom we won yestrday’s game.i knew we would beat eibar..i mean real madrid is the best team in the world” i screamed as my mom tried hard not to listen to me.
“Dont be so busy getting fussed up about foofball then u end up forgetting ur studies....u end up with no good husband ...but then again that wont be a problem for u since u would probably marry real madrid” my mom said laughing.
“U know me too well mom!” i shouted as i walked out of the front door of our mansion .My mom and i live alone in a very big mansion in madrid,spain.my father died when i was six.i am now eighteen and i am in my senior year at mallocra university.I have a week off from campus and i decided to go to madrid to visit my lovely parent whom i love so much..i definetely did not come to be close to my celeb crush marco asensio.
Ok Ok..i did come to be close to him.they have a homegame on sunday night and i planned on going there and making sure i got an autogragh...well..more than an autoghraph...maybe phone no...address..actually i know the address...obviously .
anyways now u know that i am just a normal teenager obssesed with marco asensio.
THREE DAYS LATER:Game day.
i am preparing for the game..i wore my real madrid shirt and long black jeans .
“mom am leaving for the game...i will be back by 9:30.”
“k sweety.”
The chauffer dropped me at the estadio santiago bernabeau,real madrid stadium.I watched the game and we celebrated with the famous madrid chant after the first goal scored by cristiano ronaldo..asensio scored the second goal,a complete stunner.Real won two to nil at the end of the game.
I did not leave the stadium imediately.I started thinking of ways to meet asensio...
Dissapointed ,i stood up and headed towards the exit.I decided to wait for the players to leave the stadium just like all the other bazillion fans.When i saw marco leaving i became excited and started shouting his name but ofcourse he did not hear me over the noise.
Long story short i never met asensio and never got an autograph....omg this is so painful.!
I decided to go to my favourite cafe and cheer up.when i arrived i ordered a strawberry smoothie,marco asensio favourite.I cant bear this...i love him...i decided to leave the cafe and just go home..when i bumped into someone..
“oh. im sorry...I..,” i looked up and our eyes met...and i realized i had just bumped into asensio..MARCO FREAKING ASENSIO.
“Hi ..asensio ...i am really sorry...i am a big fan ..i love u..i mean the way u play... i ..i... gotta go,”I stammered and ran out of the cafe..how can i be so stupid..should have acted cool...how can you be so stupid camilla..uuurgh.
I decided to just forget it all and take the subway home ..i searched my bag for my student ID but it was missing..oh screw it ... I took a cab home.
ASENSIO’s POV.
“See you later mate,”Isco says as we part ways.
It was a very good game today and all i wanted was to go to my favourite cafe.I drove there and before i got out of the car i wore a black jacket with a hood...we obviously know why .
As i was entering the cafe i bumped into a blonde, gorgeous girl..she was saying something but i was not listening i was just lost in her eyes..her grey eyes that u could get lost into.Suddenly she ran out..i was about to go after her but i noticed something on the floor . I realized it was a student ID.I picked it up and observed it. I read the name..camilla..i smiled ..she must have dropped it ..i should return it.I went outside but she was already gone..i will definately find her ,my cinderella.
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