Ten

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Ten 

Theo agreed to pick me up at my house in time for the game. I was now ready and waiting in my lounge for 5.30 to come by. The game started at 7.30 so this would give us enough time to drive there, find our seats and get comfortable even before the game starts.

I heard his car before I saw it. I grabbed my bag and phone and walked out of my door. I didn't really want to waste any time. Once I stood before him, I couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked him. Noticing how he was smiling at me behind those ray ban sunglasses of his.

He stepped forward giving me a chance to see what he was wearing. A pair of jeans with a hoodie and then covered with a leather jacket. I couldn't help but laugh.

"I think you know why. I guess this isn't the first football game you've been to" he says staring over at me.

We were basically matching only, I had a black bomber jacket with a white cropped hoodie.

"I've been to all types of games, rugby, football and the Olympics you name it" I said finally walking up to him. I knew of a lot of girls who like to come to these games dressed up hoping that guys will notice them.

But they forget that the guys are here for the game and only the game. When they're looking for girls you can go see them at the clubs just not here.

"Well let's get going then" he says, finally stepping back and opening up the passenger side for me. I slid inside and watched him close it for me before running over to the other side.

It wasn't long before we were on the road making our way to the stadium in time for security checks and quick pitstop at the food stalls and then with time to get into our seats.

Once arriving into the stadium, I silently followed Theo as he walked down the steps. He stopped a few times to greet people and I had assumed we were sitting down soon but we just kept going lower.

"Theo, where are our seats?" I whispered into his ear as he stopped to greet a young boy. People were recognising him, and I expected nothing less.

He pointed over in the direction below us. I stilled, looking on impressed. Those are good seats. He must be some kind of VIP here which is predictable.

I decided to pluck the tickets out of his leather pocket and find our seats since he was carrying a bunch of things that we couldn't afford to drop.

I walked through the rows before I located our designated seats.

"Excuse me, can I check your tickets?" a man said coming over to me not a second after I sat down. He barely gave me time to breathe.

I sighed as I handed him our tickets, waiting anxiously. "she's with me, it's okay" Theo saved me from being humiliated in front of all these people. He sat down in the seat next to me and took the tickets back from the guy who spent the next few seconds apologising profusely.

I wasn't mad really, I guess he had to make sure everything went off peacefully. "Sorry about that, sunglasses don't seem to work in disguising me very well" he says finally removing them. If he thought that sunglasses would stop people from recognising him, he was insane.

"they never work" I said, taking them from him and putting them in my bag just so he doesn't lose them later. There have been many times that I have lost sunglasses, phones and wallets at matches.

He smiled clearly, thankful for my efforts.

We were left to a comfortable silence as the game started as the teams were brought out all holding hands with a child as they walked on.

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