Juanito, what's the Mata? ~*~ A Juan Mata Fan Fiction

Chapter 1 - Juanito, What's the mata?

Juanito, what's the Mata?

Chapter 1 - Juanito, What's the mata?

              I woke up in Juan's warm arms. I really didn't want to wake up because I felt like I was home. I am a girl in an amarzing relationship with Juan Manuel Mata. Two years and still going strong. I turned to see Juan is fast asleep. His brown curly hair was a mess, it was a bit longer than i liked and I hated it. I touched the tip of his nose and he still didn't wake up. This really felt nice with all the stupid rumors of him leaving, it is making me really sick. Valencia promised Juan that he is going to stay and that they have no plans to sell him. I pulled him closer and take it all in. Just being in Juan's arms felt perfect, actually it sometimes feels to perfect.

              Juan was amazing really. He was everything a girl could ask for. He was sweet, caring and just a down to earth guy that plays football. Juan is a family guy, just like me. All of my cousins love him and want to spend time with him. I looked at the clock and groan. It was already 7 am, which means if I don't move soon I will be late for work I love my job, I do but for starters my boss hates me and I just wanted to spend a lazy day with my boyfriend. I kissed his forehead and leave the bed.

              I took a quick shower and then looked at myself in the mirror. My short blond hair was in a pony tail, I noticed my skin is almost back to its normal color and my freckles are light just around my nose. I wrapped a towel around my body and head back to my room. Juan was now wide awake with a warm smile on his face. His brown hair was still a huge mess and it made me smile on the inside. His blue eyes are so inviting and loving that it makes me love him even more and want to spend the rest of my life with him. He looked at me and rubbed his eyes like a little kid when he has been woken up way too early. He then messed up his hair and I giggled because he has one curl sticking up.

              "Morning beautiful." he said, his bare chest was exposed and completely yummy.

              "Morning sleepy head." I said walking over to his side of the bed and sitting just on the edge of the bed next to him. He moved closer to me and kissed my cheek. "how did you sleep?" I asked trying to be polite. He kissed my nose just like he has been doing every morning for the past two years.

              "Great," he smiled again, resting his head on my shoulder. "I love you." he said and I smiled.

              "I love you too." I said and I kissed him. "I have to get ready for work." I stood up and he held my hand and pulled me closer. He kissed my hand then pulled me making me fall into his lap. Juan started kissing me over and over gain not telling me go.

              "then I'll make breakfast" He said finally letting me go then pulling off the covers. Juan was only wearing the boxers I bought for him a couple of weeks ago. He looked so amazing, as he walked away he noticed me looking at him. "hey hey, I'm too sexy for you." he winked at me and I giggled like a 16 yearold.

              I moved over to my closet and started getting dressed. Taking out shirt after shirt and skirts and work pants. I really did not know what to wear. Working as a fashin assisntant to one fo the meanest designers in Valencia sucks. I always have to look perfect but with a boss that hates you it's almost impossible. She usually hates anything I wear. I decided to put on one of my favorite white dresses with my favorite pink pumps. I walked over to my mirror letting my blonde hair lose and only put on a little bit of make up. I walked over to the living room to see Juan cooking in the kitchen while singing along to Coldplay. I so wanted to film this and post it on YouTube. Juan loves Coldplay, like I can't even begin to explain how much he loves them. I smiled at him and start moving my things into the purse I was going to use for the day. It was a pretty light pink purse Juan had given me for my birthday.