PARIS | Kylian Mbappe

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What? "Am I ok?", I questioned frowning.

He nodded. "Ben looked like he was-", he paused for a second, I could tell he was cringing at every word that escaped his lips, no man wants to ask if his girlfriend is ok after another man tries it on with her. "Hurting you?".

"I'm fine", I whispered. God I didn't know what to say, this was so awkward. "Shall we go upstairs?", nodding, he jumped out the car but I could tell he was deep in thought still. As I climbed out the car, my foot slipped and being the clumsy person I am, I fell to the floor grazing my knee but too drunk to feel the pain.

"Savanna", Kylian sighed grabbing my arm to help me up but I shrugged it off, suddenly remembering why I was angry with him in the first place. Not to be dramatic but I would not be in this drunk state if it was not for him and his Nica friend. Glancing at him, I stumbled to the hotel doors, walking past the lobby seeing Maura the receptionist smile at Kylian. Urgh. Looking between the two, we made our way up to my hotel room as I fumbled with the keys trying my best to find the right one.

"Give it to me", I heard Kylian say as he tried to take the keys away from me since it was taking my drunk self so long to find the right one.

"No I can find it", I frowned grabbing the keys back. Even though we were speaking to one another, there was tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. We were yet to talk about the Nica situation yet and I know how annoyed he would be for me bringing it up but needs must at certain times.

"Right give them to me", he demanded, sighing I rolled my eyes and harshly put the keys in his hand as he opened the door. "Go to bed", he said without even looking at me.

I huffed. "Don't tell me what to do". Walking away into the kitchen, I boiled the kettle before Kylian came in clicking it off. Clicking it back on, I saw his hand reach over to once again click it back off. "What are you doing?!", I said a little hot headed reaching over before he pushed my hand away.

"I said go to bed", he shrugged. I stood still, squinting my eyes at him and he just stared at me dead in the face, unphased by the fact I really wanted to just hit him right now. Raising my eyebrow, I decided to revert back to my stubborn ways, shock.

Folding my arms, I rested my hip on the counter. "No".

"Fine", he shrugged walking away. Wait what? Furrowing my eyebrows that he decided to not pay me attention, I dragged my small self back into the open living space to see him walking in the bedroom. God I wasn't a brat but I sure could turn into one once I had a drink. Oops.

"Wait", I said as I walked into the bedroom seeing him shirtless getting ready for bed.

He didn't looked me. "What?".

"Apologise to me", I said pouting.

Hearing him chuckle, I frowned. "For?". I will not lie I was not loving these one word answers. He was in the wrong the whole night and he had not apologised once.

"Are you serious?", I said. "You've really pissed me off tonight, Kylian", I couldn't help my mouth, things were beginning to pour out but everyone knows a drunk person can talk to anyone about anything. "You and your girl friend 'Nica'".

"Sav", he huffed running his hands over his face getting into bed. "We will take about this tomorrow, just get in bed". God this boy was annoying.

"No!", I shouted as his eyes turned wide. "Let's talk about this now". Getting on the bed, I kneeled in front of him as he lied down moving my hand as he tried to grab it.

"God your so stubborn. You want to talk about it now? Let's talk about it now", he sighed sitting up as he ran his hands down his face in frustration. "I invited Nica to the party, she didn't know anyone-".