Unspoken,Philippe Coutinho.

Chapter one.

"You want me to what?"I opens my eyes and turn my attention to him.

"Act like my girlfriend,I'm trying to avoid someone,and they just won't leave me alone."he shrugs and looks at me for a second,only to turn his focus back on the road.

"Where do I fit into this?"I question.
"Do you want me to ask someone,only so that they can catch some unnecessary feelings,or vise versa?"he raises an eyebrow.

"Why would you catch feelings for someone who's only pretending?"
"Mmhmmh."he shrugs.

"I'm not acting like your girlfriend,never."I tell him plainly and get a packet of sweets from my purse"there's about a million girls who would enjoy doing that,I'm definitely not one of them."I stuff some jelly babies into my mouth.

"But why?"
"Why?Because I dated you twelve years ago and it was the worst ten months of my life."I sit back and look over at him.He does the same and I roll my eyes.

"Eyes on the road."I scold and shift my focus off him.

"When I asked you,It was a simple way of me letting you know,you have no choice really."he says.
"Take me home or I'll put your location on my Snapchat."I threaten.
"You can't do that!"
"I can,and I will so don't try me."

"Chante,please,just this once and I'll do whatever you want ."he stops the car.I look around and notice we've stopped at a cafe near our place.

"Does she want to be yours or something?"I question.
"I'll explain later okay,please."
"Anything?"
"Anything "

"Barça boy,you poor ugly Cule,can you make yourself known as a Madridista on social media?"I smirk.
"What is it with you and Real Madrid?"he groans and hits his head a few times on his seat.

"Is that a yes or a no?"I raise an eyebrow.

"That is such a no!"he exclaims"what the hell would people even think of me?"

"Whatever okay,I'll do it,let's just get this over and done with."I roll my eyes and step out of the car.

He does the same with a huge grin on his face.

"Nothing weird Philippe,please,I'm not in the mood."I tell him seriously.
"Don't worry about it,all she has to do is be convinced that you're my girlfriend and that we're happy together."he shrugs.

"And that we're happy together."I mimic and roll my eyes.

After his training,I had decided to tag along with him to his meeting,I waited outside the whole time.I felt hungry,still do,so we were on our way to a nice restaurant when he changed routes and told me about his few problems.

I walk in and take a seat where it suits me.I'm doing the favor and choosing the seat,he's paying the bill and talking to this girl.

The waiter comes around and asks for our orders,which I quickly give cause I'm in desperate need of food.

"Heeeeey,Philippe."

Mmh sis,why did you drag that greeting?I look up from my phone and see the woman who takes a seat in front of me.

"You must be the lucky lady."she smiles.

"We're dating,not newly wed,so let's not over react."I chuckle and shake her hand.

"I'm Michele,nice to meet you."I tell her,and I'm actually being friendly to her,I'm not plastering some fake smile like most of the time to other people.

"I didn't ask you but whatever."she mumbles and looks over at Philippe.Did she just?..Mmh,okay.

"So"Philippe starts"Michele,this is one of my friends,Delia and Delia,this is my girlfriend,Michele."he holds my hand.
"Delia huh"I smirk and look down at my phone"nice to know."

"How long have you two now been together?"she asks.I look over at Philippe,waiting for him to answer.He looks at me expectantly so I roll my eyes.

"It's like,three years now."I say.
"But didn't you recently break up with your girlfriend about,two weeks ago?"

Oh,I forgot about that part,which was this morning but she doesn't have to know that.

"Yeah,we hadn't been working out for a long time."he laughs nervously.
"So you go and you cheat?"Delia raises an eyebrow.

"Well,no,it's complicated really,but I didn't cheat."

"There's one problem now Philippe."Delia slowly sips on her strawberry milkshake and looks at me.
"What's that one problem Delia?"he sighs and looks at her.

"I don't believe y'all two."she smirks and sits back in her chair.
"Does us holding hands not prove at least something to you?"I get annoyed and ask.

"No,you're both lying."she states.
"So...I guess we can go now?"I look at both of them.

"Philippe,kiss her."she takes her phone out and starts typing.

I look at him and frown.
"That isn't gonna happen right?"I whisper to him.
"Hopefully not."he says and taps on Delia's hand.

"We're gonna leave now."
"No,I was being dead serious,do it or I'll leak it right now."her eyes darken and my eyes widen.

"Is she talking about..."I ask slowly and he nods.

That night was a bad night,he'd never ever gotten so drunk,he'd just cost his team the WorldCup,so he downed himself,so much he made mistakes that night,ones so bad you'd regret them for him.

I sigh and shift my whole body towards him.I take his face in my hands and close my eyes,moving closer to him.

"That video can ruin your career and you know it."I mumble before I place my lips on his,and kiss him slowly.I feel him pull my face closer,really closing the gap between us.

My conscious slapping me back to reality,I pull away quickly and sigh.That went on for too long.

Philippe runs a hand through his hair then stands up and walks out the door.I look back at Delia who smiles at me.

"You two aren't together,are you?"she puts a hand on mine.I move mine away and narrow my eyes at her.
"Do you want to finish his career that badly?"I ask angrily.

"You care about him."she says.
"No,because he totally isn't my best friend."

"Here's the thing Chante,I deleted that video for good to avoid any mistakes happening,about a year ago."she tells me.

"Then what was all this about?"I ask.
"Nothing really,but I've made a conclusion."she takes her handbag and stands up.

"What conclusion is that?"
"You're both in love with each other."she smiles.
"No were not,you told me to kiss him so I did!"I get defensive.

"True,very true,I did tell you to kiss him,but I never said where."she winks and walks off.