The Footballer's Best Friend (Erik Durm)

Three

I wake up in Erik's arms. 

I push him away, slightly hoping that he would fall off his bed because it would be hilarious.

He groans and opens his eyes and smiles at me.

"I thought it was a dream that you came home." He whispers to me, in his deep and husky voice making me laugh.

"Nope, I'm here and I'm staying." I smile at him and push myself up on the bed and stretch.

"You're going out with Cathy today aren't you?" He asks and I nod.

"I need to borrow some under wear and clothes today because I stayed over here and Cathy is goig to wear Mats clothes as well so I don't look like an idiot." I tell him and he laughs loudly.

"You two are going to look like right idiots." He pushes up out of bed revealing his toned abs and long muscley legs.

"Here's some underwear, I bought it for Alix but she doesn't like Calvin Klein." He throws and un-opened packet of underwear over to me. "You can put them n after breakfast ovbiously." He tells me and I climb out of bed and follow him down the stairs.

I touch my boobs and their is a slight pain in it.

"I think during the night you elbowed my boob during the night because it's really sore." I tell him as I walk into Erik's kitchen.

"Nope, I was just fondling with then during the night." He smirks and I glare at him.

"Shut up."

"What, it's the truth." He pours us both some juice and he puts some bread into his very large toaster. 

"You're such and idiot, now butter my toast." I order and place a knife into his hand and sit up on one of the high chairs at the island in the middle of his kitchen.

He laughs and starts to butter my toast and sets it out infront of me and I star to eat it quickly because of how hungry I am.

He sits up next to me and takes a bit of his toast and turns on the tv which is opposite us. 

We turn on a German news show and listen to all of the things that are happening in the world.

"So, where are you and Cathy going or lunch?" Erik asks, covering his mouth becaue he is eating food and he knws that one of my worst hates is someone talking while thier mouth is full of food and that's all you can see is thier half eaten food.

"We're just going to a small cafe in Dortmund." I ell him and he nods.

Once I finish my breakfast Erik and I watch tv for a little while longer until I go upstairs to get ready. 

I open the packet of Calvin Klein underwear.

I really don't understand why Alix didn't like them.

Calvin Klein underwear is so comfy.

Before I put on the underwear I go in for a shower and wash my hair with Erik's shampoo which is very rich and quite manly.

One I put on the underwear I relaise that Alix must be very bigg breasted because this bra is quite loose on me and I use a d-cup and these are like and f-cup.

No wonder Erik likes her.

I rumage about Erik's drawers and find an old BVB jersey with his name one it and I borrow a pair of his old black sweat pants. I have to tighten them around the waist slightly and then once I have tightened them I realise I don't have a pair of shoes to wear except a pair f high heels.

"Erik." I shout and sit on his bed and wait for him to come up stairs.

"What is it?" He asks walking into his room, only in his underwear.