Chapter 17

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29/08/2014

Text messages, phone calls, late Whatssapp conversation, Skype chat video calls all of these communication tools have been used intensely over the last days.  I was sure that I surely had exploded my phone service package with all the amounts of text messages I had exchanged with Marco, but it really didn't mattered at all, as long as I was in continuous touch with this babe.  Every morning, the first thing I was doing, was to send him a message if he hasn't first.  I loved it to read something from him in the morning, it was such a source of positive energy to boost me up.   Also his funny messages like "Wake up lazy girl or you gonna run late at work without getting a shower (monkey emo"  He was so recognizable with his monkey emojis, his favorite I guess.  He was always using them on his social network pages, like Twitter and mostly Instagram.  I could say that Marco and I were constantly in touch wherever we were.

Yesterday was his last day in Dortmund, and of course we spent it together, around a delicious dinner at a Thai restaurant.   As it was going to be an international break of almost two weeks, the coach of the German National team has allowed his players to spend that last night with their close family, wives or girlfriends.  What a nice gesture from Joachim Löw, well, not that nice, as fr what Marco said, he was a pro Bayern Munich, and would always allow more credits to those footballers, which I found kinda unfair.  Every players should be treated in the same equality in my opinion.  Marco has explained me a few more things about his football career, the differences among the Borussia Dortmund and German National Team, their rules, the coaches, and his role in each of them.  I saw the passion in his eyes while explaining all those things that I was completely unaware of.  The passion of a boy who was in love with his sport, football, it was so mesmerizing to see him talking that way.  He was slowly submerging me into his world, and I couldn't be any more honored to be introduced to it.  I've learned so different things, and some revelations gutted me, some being so far away from all the fans expectations.  Football was a sport where money was more important to some players, but not all, and certainly not Marco.  His heart was devoted to his current club, and nothing could change that. 

But football wasn’t the exclusive subject of our conversations, we exchanged some silly jokes, more personal related stuffs about our lives, and mainly how he insisted at the fact that I wasn’t free anymore, but still in his funny manner.  Those words “if anyone ever comes to bother you or propose you to go out, just tell him you aren’t free anymore.”  He already sounded so protective in his manner of speaking, and I loved that, I was feeling protected by him.  He also mentioned several times that he was the lucky one because he found me, and that Ibiza was like a sacred place to him, and will never ever forget for the first time he had his eyes on me.  At this instant he has knew that I was the one he has been waiting for. 

“Brooke’s POV”

“Marco + Brooke or Brooke + Marco.  Gosh, I still couldn’t believe that it was real, that Marco, and I were an item.  Even in my dreams, I never expected that to happen and mostly dating a guy wasn’t  a part of my plans, not at all.  And what has caused me to change my mind was him, I saw something different in him, something that has made my heart to melt and break that wall I had build around me.  I liked Marco the funny and childish guy, the one who could bring back a smile on your face only by his smirk and silly jokes, the one that would always find the right words to make you feel better, the Marco who was someone real and an earth to down boy, yes that’s what has got me so into him.  I didn’t care about all of his money, or fame, none of that counted, because I was liking him for who he was and not what he was.  Even if he was a waiter in a restaurant, working in a fast food as a cashier or cleaning the tables, that would not blown me, because I would like him the way he is.  I knew it was not going to be that easy, that we gonna have our little fights, ups and downs like every other couples, but I felt ready to grab this challenge, and wasn’t afraid to let him come into my life.  My only fear was if I was going to be able to deal with that murdered part of my life.  I didn’t want that to affect my new start and Marco, and also, I had to keep it only for myself, he shall never know, never.  It was my still going on fight to forget everything.”  

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