The Future

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Manuel

Presentation day for the new season. It was crazy to believe that in less that three weeks everything would be back to normal. This summer had its ups and downs, but it will always play a huge part in my life. Apart from all the bad stuff that had happened, Lara and I were planning our wedding, and we had started building our home at the Tegern See. I was so happy. "Manu, what's up brah?" Basti high fived me as I walked into the changing room. He was standing next to Müller and Lahm, who both smiled at me, "Welcome to the Husband Group" they sang in a chorus. I smiled and hugged them both. The news about our engagement broke two weeks ago. The paparazzi had spotted Lara with the 'Diamond' as they called it. We had done a couple of interviews after, and within two weeks all the bad news about us had disappeared. Celebrity experts were calling us the next Posh and Becks.

Lara

Seems like just yesterday when I watched Germany in the World Cup final. Now I was watching Manuel back on the pitch. Sarah stood next to me as we watched our men being presented in their new jerseys to their fans. Sarah couldn't stop talking about the Wedding. She was ecstatic, "Oh it's going to be such a great day..."

Manuel had been right that night. We had overcome obstacles that some couples can't break through, we had reached our destiny. The interviews we had taken after our little holiday were quite personal, we had agreed to do them like that so that fans and the public could see just how serious and happy we were.

Manuel

Yesterday I had been crowned Footballer of the Year in Germany. This summer couldn't get any better. Standing on the pitch with the fans all around me was nostalgic. Bayern Munich had accepted me so much that playing for them was an honour. I still missed the blue and white jerseys from Schalke and the Veltins Arena, but the Schalke fans didn't see me as a traitor anymore. They saw me as the worlds best goalie and Germany's footballer of the year.

Lara

I walked toward Manuel after the event. He was still standing on the pitch, looking into the distance. "Hey darling" I hugged him. He smiled and pecked my forehead. "Hi sweetheart." I stood next to him,"What are you thinking about?" He turned to me, "Just what the future will bring for us." I smiled, "Is it bright?" He smiled, tugging at my jacket pulling me closer to him. He looked at me, "Well, I think we have proven to ourselves that we are made to be. So of course our future looks bright!" I smiled and kissed him, "To the future!" He picked me up, kissed me again and said, "To us!"

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