Anjas POV
I looked out the back window pulling into the parking space carefully. My little brother Andre gets out of the car quickly.
"Hurry! Hurry!" He yelled.
We were going to a Real Madrid game, my gift to my brother from myself. I got out of the car, too distracted on my twitter feed to hear him. We walked in the stadium, got some food and sat in our seats. I was lucky to get the closest seats to the field. Almost half way through the game, my brother slapped my arm.
"Look sissy! Look!" I looked up, and saw some Ronaldo 7 guy point at me and wink. Isn't thay guy a huge player? Didn't he have a girlfriend? And a kid? I just looked back down. He looked dissapointed. Good. Before we knew it, the game was over.
Cristiano's POV
We were playing so good today, and I was looking around the stadium at half time, when I saw a boy about Junior's age hitting a girl on the arm and pointing at me. When she looked up, I realized how pretty she was. She had wavy, medium length hair and beautiful brown eyes. I decided to point at her and flash THE smile, but she just looked back down. I haven't even met that girl, and I know what I want.
Anja's POV
As Andre and I were walking out of the stadium, a hand grabbed my shoulder.
"Sergio! Sergio!" My brother yelled.
"Hey! Little man, since it's your big day, you should come meet the team!" Sergio said.
He looked at me as if to ask for permission, and I nodded. We walked for like 10 minutes and then turned a corner into a lounge-type room. Andre eagerly ran off to talk to the players, while I pretended to be extremely interested in my wallpaper. Then #7 walked up to me.
"Hi, you are Anja, correct?" He asked. How did he know my name? Weird.
"Yess, who told you?" I asked, in an expressionless tone.
"Your brother told me! Did I freak you out?" He was smiling by now.
I couldn't help smiling either. He was cute.
"So, I played great. No?" He was really cute. I didnt hear what he said by that point.
"Im sorry. What?" I said, looking like a lovestruck whale.
He laughed.
"Bye Anja."
He walked off, and chatted with Andre while im mentally yelling at myself for thinking he is attractive. Stupid Anja. Stupid.
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When I was unloading my bag at home, a small paper fell out. I unfolded it, and surprise surprise.
Call or text:
867-983-7528
-Cristiano
I texted him:
A- What do you want -Anja
C- Don't get feisty. ;)
A- No really. What.
C- Do you want to hang out tomorrow?
A- You have a girlfriend.
C- We hang out as friends.
A- Fine. What are we doing.
C- It's a surprise. Pick you up at 8am?
A- Hell no. I don't wake up at 8. I'll see you at 9:30
C- Hijo de puta nina see you at 9.
A- 'Kay :)
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Yay! First chapter of my new fanfic! I hope you like!
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Heart of Gold {Cristiano Ronaldo Fanfic}
FanficAnja has always been a huge Real Madrid fan, ever since her family moved to Madrid when she was 4. But when she is taken to a game when she turns 21, she stops searching for her heart of gold.