I squeezed my eyes shut for a second and took a breathe. As bad as this looked, I didn't want Lucas getting the wrong idea.
"Lucas listen-", I started before Kylian interrupted.
"No what the fuck are you?", he hissed back. God Kylian that's not helpful.
"Kylian", I warned. "Don't".
"I'm her fucking boyfriend arsehole, get the fuck out!", Lucas shouted as I stood between the two, the tension thick as I could feel both boys pressing against my hand as I tried to keep them pushed apart.
"Make me", Kylian smirked as I frowned at him.
"Is everything ok up here?", a hotel staff asked me walking towards us.
"Everything is fine", I smiled back as she nodded and walked away not at all convinced by the two boys in the dramatic stare off.
"Savanna you better get this boy out of her right fucking now so you can explain what the fuck he is doing in your room", Lucas said through gritted teeth still staring at a smirking Kylian as he stood leant on the wall with his arms crossed. "I don't give a fuck who you are, footballer or not, don't think that will stop me from breaking your fucking neck".
"What the fuck did you say?", Kylian narrowed his eyes getting of the wall and pushing further towards Brandon. "Go on then lover man, fucking hit me see what happens".
"No!", I yelled. "No one is hitting anyone, Kylian just go home". I said angrily. There was no need to come at Lucas the way he did. He knew I had a boyfriend, he had seen photo's, I understand Lucas is a little too angry but Kylian could of handled the situation a little better also.
He looked from Lucas to me, not saying a word. "Go.Home", I spoke slowly. He quickly got his stuff slamming down the remote before walking back up to Lucas, both of them keeping strong eye contact before he took one last glance at me then left the room.
"So do you want to explain what the hell he is doing here?", Lucas said still angry as we both walked into my room, him slamming the door behind him.
"Lucas", I warned. "I know what your thinking but don't even doubt me like that. He was just here because I have no fucking friends in France, he knows I have a boyfriend he wouldn't of tried anything".
He scoffed. "Doubt that would of stopped him I see him all the time online with a different girl".
"And you think I would go there?", I said angrily. "Don't even try and suggest that, you know I wouldn't dare".
I walked up to him as he sat on the edge of my bed, lifting up his head and standing between his legs leaning down to plant a kiss on his soft lips. "Sorry", he said.
"I understand why you would be angry, I would be too but just know nothing happened, I swear", I smiled. "He's no where near as good looking as you", I mocked laughing.
"I know", he laughed grabbing my legs. "Do you want to go eat, that flight killed me out?".
"Yeah let me get my shoes on". ____________
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"Holy shit is that Julian Draxler the actual football player", Lucas said in disbelief as we sat in the car parked up in the city.
I shrugged. "I told you I was working at a football place".
Laughing, I watched Lucas look at my instagram post in disbelief. As you probably guessed Lucas is into his football, his favourite team being Manchester City seeing as we both come from Manchester. "Come on", I said getting out the car.
"Wait, who else do you know?", he asked as he locked the door and locked his hand with mine as we began to stroll looking for somewhere to eat. I shrugged. "Most of them".
"Shit Sav, you know most of the PSG team and you didn't mention it? Well to be honest before I got angry I was a bit shocked when I saw Mbappé...not like that would of stopped me taking him to the floor", he said, I rolled my eyes.
"You don't even support PSG", I laughed as we found a cute little cafe with a nice view of the Eiffel Tower in the distance.
"Not the point", he shook his head. "So how's the work? Is it hard?", he asked.
I shrugged. "It's work, it's alright. There is only four of us on the project including the boss. It's actually quite interesting to be fair you know the stadium is-".
"Hm yeah I might get the soup", he cut me off. I frowned gently, he often did that, start a convosation then not listen. Maybe I was being over dramatic but I feel most times I bore the pants off Lucas.
"Nice", I said bluntly.
"Whats up with you?", he said not looking at me.
"You always cut me off".
He looked at me and laughed. "Don't start over that jesus I didn't mean to,...the lasagne also looks nice". I rolled my eyes, both of us eventually ordering our food.
I loved Lucas. We had been together over two and half years but I don't know I just feel that sometimes our relationship can get rocky, and I feel bad to say it but most of the time he is to blame but I don't know maybe rocky patches are part of relationships?
"So", I started as we reached the hotel room. We had both got changed and he lied down on my bed, pulling me down on top of him as he played with my hair.
"Hm?".
Maybe I was wrong to ask Lucas the question, especially what just happened with Kylian but I didn't wan't to go alone since I basically knew no one in France. I know a few of the boys said I could go with them but I doubt they would want a clueless 20 year old girl following them around all night. "There is this like event thing on Sunday for the club, do you want to come?".
