Rock The Rants(Cristiano Ronaldo)(Completed)

Chapter 7-Countdown

I don't care if this song is a Victorious song..I like it.

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*Cristiano's P.O.V*

After the 4th time I banged on Marcelo's door psychoticly, my hand began to throb much like my racing heart. Behind the door you could hear grunting and bed springs, with footsteps being followed.

"Cristiano," Marcelo growled once he saw me behind the door. His hair was more bushy than usual and his eyes were bloodshot. "You just got checked out of the hospital, shouldn't you be -"

"Marcelo! You weren't there! It was going to happen!" I gasped, winded from all the energy wasted on banging on the door. He raised his eyebrows in question and stepped aside inviting me in. "What was going to happ-" I spun in front of him. "Paige! We were going to..." I raised my index finger lightly and grazed my numb bottom lip.

After a few moments of silence, I glanced up at my friends face and saw a huge grin plastered on. "What?!" I exclaimed. Something werid was going on in my chest. When she was there, I felt so light, and her hand in my hand was, well,perfect. It fit just right. But why Paige?

Looking back at myself a few months, I'd find myself awfully content with someone like Lexi. Beautiful,spontaneous, and easy. Now, I can't stand to be in the same room as her. Now I just wanted to be next to Paige. Even if it were for 5 seconds.

But she'd rather be with a douche bag like Eli. Someone who doesn't even care for her. He's probably using her for sex. I clutched my stomach at the thought of him whooing her into her first time.

"Ronnie..admit it.." Marcelo sighed sharply and sat down in the lounge chair in his room. His eyes shot to the one in front of him, demanding me to sit down.

"Admit what?" I wasn't stupid, just in denial. I was even in denial with being in denial. If it was possible, it would go further.

Irritation washed over Marcelo's face for a few seconds and soon became neutral again. "Cristiano,you love her. You know you do. Come on!" He got up from his seat suddenly and grabbed my shoulders, shaking me slightly.

"Fine! I do!"

He let go and pointed his finger at me. "Say all of it!!"

"I love Paige!" I admitted out loud and for the first time to myself. Marcelo growled and stood up straight, his finger still pointed at me.

"Louder!!!!"

"I LOVE PAIGE!!!" I yelled making Marcelo grab his ears. My face was flushed and my body felt as light as a feather. I felt great!

Marcelo started clapping and nodding his head in approval, and I personally do not blame him. I admitted it, I know my feelings. Now there's one thing stopping me.

How do I tell her?

*Eli's P.O.V*

"Good morning." I mumbled without opening my eyes. No reply. My eyes fluttered open and landed on the empty spot beside me in bed. A growl erupted from my lips as numerous thoughts circled in my head. But all my thoughts and assumptions landed onto one thing. Ronaldo. I wasn't going to lose Paige to Cristiano,not until I got what I wanted.

Even though I have Paige eating out the palms of my hands, Cristiano is a heart warming smile away from winning her. I got to act fast,real fast.

Just on que, the door to the hotel room creaked open and an exhausted Paige trudged in. "Hello." She greeted warily. I grumbled curse words under my breath and got out of bed with a faux smile.