Ryan's POV
My family and I were finally checking out of the hotel and checking into an apartment Coach had rented for us!
"Soooo, you ready?" My mom asked covering my eyes as she led me into our new home.
"Seriously? you guys are so cheesy!" we hear Chuck and then I feel a push and hear footsteps.
My mother signs but then she let go of me and left me standing there.
"Omg! mom it's beautiful!" I said admiring the beautiful apartment. It's a one floor three rooms.
I walk to my room. And my bed is pressed to the back. I have 2 desk. One to do work on. And another for makeup and hair with a mirror. I have a walk in closet and at the end I have a full bathroom. But the best part I have a window seat!!!
I jump on my bed and throw my phone in front of me. I just stared at it for no reason. Five minutes later I realized it was not for no reason! I was waiting for HIS call! I quickly got up and locked my phone in my desk. I took a deep breath and as I was leaving my room thoughts began clouding my mind...
I was only looking at my phone because I was sure he wouldn't call because he doesn't actually have my number...so boom I did it to prove him wrong!But then again that sounds kind of stupid.
It's not stupid!
It's not smart either...
I let out a big scream just as Chuck was passing by.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" He yelled at me. "Wait I don't care" and then he walked away.
I can not have some stupid soccer player clouding up my minds right now. I don't need him I need to focus on myself and myself only!
But then again his pretty boy doll face!
Chicharito POV
I walked into my home and flopped on bed. I pulled out my phone and was contiplaiting weather or not to Call Ryan. She was kind of cold to me but I could tell that her focus was full on soccer and I admired that!After a few minutes I decided to wait on calling her.
The next day we got on the field and started stretching. Ryan ran up to me and threw her hands in the air and yelled "HA!" in my face.
I turned around and gave her a confused look.
"I knew you wouldn't call me! You don't have my number! HA HA HA!" She yelled up and down screaming and shouting.
I smirked at her and then said "What were you doing all wee? you know besides staring at your phone and waiting for my call?"
She froze in her spot and walked away.
"It's okay Ryan, don't be ashamed!" I teased.
She shot me a look. " I was only doing that because I know you don't have my number so I proved you wrong..." she smirked back.
I stood there and pulled out my phone I dialed a number and Ryan's phone rang she picked up her phone and said.
"Hello? who is this?""This is Chicharito, proving you wrong!" I said and then hung up and walked away.
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Sorry for the long wait I had writers block, anyhow hope u liked it and thanks for the votes and lovely comments!!Xxx
Gabriela :) 😘
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