.C.U.P.I.D. || Kylian Mbappe || FAN-FICTION

15. Get ready.

*Kylian's POV*

I'm so close to actually become a nice guy in her eyes and she slammed my face with a guy named Salman. Like who tf is he?

I asked her about him. And she just smiled and said, "He's just a friend."
I'm gonna be honest I'm boiling right now.

"Just a friend huh?" I said.

"What are you jealous?" She asked raising her eyebrows.

Tf I am. But I won't say. So I know it would have sounded super awkward when I said, "What? Me? No. Why would.. why.. why would I.. why would I be jealous..?" I am awkward at times.

"Yeah. You are right. Why would you be jealous." She said and lowered her head and turned around.
So I stood up and held her shoulders and turned her towards me. Her face was blank.

"Hey..  But what do you mean?" I said.

"I mean come on. I know the girls you've been with. So I kinda know what kind of girls you like and I'm definitely not one of them. So why would you be jealous right?" She said.

"Do you really think so little of me?" I said, narrowing my eyes.

"No. No. Of course not Kylian. It's just that... It's kind of a stereotype in my mind. That's all." She said looking me in the eye. I know she wasn't lying.

"Well. Just get this in your head, you mean more to me. Then those girls ever could." I said. I mean every single word

"But come on. You have to admit. She was your girlfriend. I just met you the other day." She said.

"The only difference is she was my girlfriend. That's it. Nothing else. Cause I'm more close to you than I was to her. Cause if I wasn't I wouldn't be telling you this." I spilled out.

"Okay." She said. And held my hand and rubbed her thumb on the back of my hand. "Anyway, it's not like we are gonna be in a relationship. Is it?" Ohh shit. I think the answer would ruin everything.

I was about to say something when she said. "Nah nah. Don't answer that.  I don't think I'm good with knowing the answer to that."

I smiled and I am so happy that she is understanding that I didn't think twice and I hugged her.

She hugged me back. N honestly the hugs feel like home.

"That was an intense conversation dude." She said taking a deep breath after we pulled off. And it made me laugh.

"It was." I said laughing.

"Just so you know I'm not this emotional or clingy." She said. Adjusting her imaginary collar to show her sophistication.

We were both laughing on what she said when my phone rang, I looked at her and said, "This better no be from a girl cause I'm not ready to have that conversation all over again."

"Don't worry. I have no problem with you talking to anyone." She smiled. I just smiled back and picked up the call.

It was the coach. I picked up the call and he says, "hey. We have a PSG foundation gala tomorrow morning. You get to bring one guest. It's on the home ground. Be there at 9:30am." That's it. And I didn't even have to think twice of who will be my guest.

"That was the coach." I said.
"Something about training?" She raised her eyebrows.
"A gala actually. N I'm allowed to bring one guest. So will you go with me?" I asked hoping she'd say yes.

"Wait. Are you asking me out?" She asked which made me laugh. N tbh I'm in such a good mood around her that anything she would say could make me laugh. I laughed at the weather report today.