falling apart. | kylian mbappe

7.

Once again I'm out here feeling like an outcast. I thought this was going to be a small party but oh no, it feels like the whole stadium is here today! I'm wondering around with my hands around a bottle of water.

I lost my sister and Kylian fifteen minutes later after our arrival. I have been looking for them the past 2 hours. I can't find any of them I feel so anxious, I don't know no one and I'm not even dressed up for a party. 

"Bonjour." I hear a soft voice on my back and I turn around meeting a pair of blue eyes.

"Hi." I salute him.

"Who are you looking for?" He asks.

"Uhm I can't find my sister." I sigh.

"How does she look like?" He sounds helpful.

"Oh she is short and blonde, she was wearing a white top." I reply describing my sister. "But it's fine tho thanks! I won't find her today, she'll be back at my house by tomorrow morning I guess." I mention.

"Are you sure?" He looks at me confused and I nod.

"Yes plus I'm leaving, the Golden State Warriors game will start in an hour," I say remembering and I start to walk away from him.

"Do you need a ride?" He questions signaling towards his car keys on his hand. 

I think about it because I don't know him but I don't know where I am either so it's the same risk as walking alone. "Okay."

He starts to walk and I follow him behind until I feel someone grabbing my arm and turning me around. I'm suddenly facing Kylian way to close. "Where are you going?" He asks without letting go of my arm.

"To play tennis." I answer to him annoyed and he looks at me confused. "I'm going home Kylian." I get rid of his hand and turn around but the blue-eyed french boy is missing. I sigh irritated.

"I'm sorry." Kylian stands in front of me and I roll my eyes. 

"I don't care." I turn around and make my way out of the party. 

Once outside I sit down on the stairs and look at my dead phone. I feel someone takes a sit beside me. "I thought I lost you!" The blue-eyed boy chuckles.

"You did lose me tho, I mean everyone did tonight." I gaze into his eyes. "Do I know you?"

"I might be one of the two boys you asked for directions in the club the other night." He explains.

"Oh yes! So you're a footballer too? Can you introduce me to Paul Pogba?" I look at him with bright eyes and he laughs.

"I'm not in the national team." He says. "Pogba took my place there." He adds looking away.

"I'm so sorry I didn't know that. But I bet you are better than him." I try to hype him up and he smiles again.

"Do you still need that ride?" He questions getting up but before I answer I hear a drunk laugh and my sister leaves the house staggering and when she is about to fall, he catches her.

"Oh my Prince Charming!" She yells and chuckles. I quickly get up and grab my sister from his arms.

"Okay I'm sorry again! Can you do me a favor?" I beg as my sister keeps shouting incoherent words. He just nods mixed up. "Get Kylian Mbappe for me please." I finish and he runs inside the house. I try to calm my sister down but she is acting like an asshole.

A few more minutes later the French boys arrived again. "Take us home please." I tell Kylian and he doesn't answer just get his car keys out of his pocket. 

We start to walk towards his car as the blue-eyed boy helps me out with my sister, who keeps saying the random thing and it's stressing me out. Once we get there and put my sister inside I turn around to salute and thank the boy. 

"Okay um..."

"I'm Adrien." He smiles and I continue.

"Adrien, thank you so much for everything and I'm sorry." I apologize for getting inside the car, an action that Kylian imitated.

The drive was pretty silent, you could only hear my sister's loud snores. As soon as we arrive I get off the car and carry my sister inside with some help from Kylian. I put my sister in bed with her clothes on, I don't care. Mbappe is sitting on my couch.

"Are you going to leave or what do you want coffee?" I roll my eyes walking to my rooms to change my clothes. I get my pajamas from my wardrobe and use the bathroom. When I get out I see Kylian laying on my bed again.

"Can I sleep here for tonight? It's late and I'm tired." He supplicates and I sigh.

"No you can't." I reply harshly and walk into the kitchen to get me more water, my throat is dry. I drink it and go back to my room. "Kylian I said you can't!" I yell at him. He is on his underwear about to get under the covers, he is literally ignoring me. i take the covers off his body. "After what you did tonight do you think you deserve to sleep here? Get out Mbappe." I demand.

"I said that I am sorry what do you need? What do you want me to do now?" He complains getting up from bed and standing in front of me.

"Take me to the Germany-French friendly." I grin and he rolls his eyes.

"You are literally using me every time you can, damn." He states and looks away.

"Oh now you're gonna get mad at me? You're so pathetic please leave." I walk to the light switch and turn it off, get inside my bed and pretend that I'm sleeping. I feel him grabbing the covers and getting inside too, I gasp. "You just won't and can't listen huh." But he didn't answer.

My back is facing him, after a while of pretending that I am asleep I feel his arm around my waist and he gets closer to my body. I palm his arm and he complains. "Ouch."

"What do you think you're doing now? Taking advantage of me?" I scold sitting up and he imitates my move.

"Why are you always pushing me off?" He protests.

"Why are you always pissing me off?" I reply back.

"I'm literally doing everything to get your attention but you don't care." He admits trying to grab my hand but I take it off quickly.

"Oh, yea so leaving me alone during hours in a stupid party was also a part of your plan." I fight him.

"Can you let that mistake go?" He begs.

"Not until you explain to me why did you do that?" I demand and he looks down. "Are you gonna play victim now?" I keep fighting.

"You say you don't like being in crowds of people." He lies and I know that's a lie for sure.

"Now look at me in the eyes and tell me the truth." I order lifting his head. I hear him swear under his breath.

"I just didn't want to be seen with you." He lets out and I stay in silence, did I hear right?

"What?" I ask confused.

"I didn't want to introduce you to my friends." He continues.

"Why is that?" I'm still confused.

"Because you're just a waitress."