Carnival Of Lust(Ronaldo sequel)

Chapter 1-Tied

**Authors note!**

I really should be in bed resting, but I am writing this for you. You Madridistas better love me!!. I don't like juggling with stories though, so sorry if you are a fan of New Classic,Victim, and Last One Standing. It also depends on my comments and votes on a story. If I get little to none comments on a book, then I delay it until I find that people actually want to read more.. Comment below(: Trust me, you'll love it(I hope).

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*Paige's POV*

I'm a supportive girlfriend, that is a fact. Why? Because I do not understand this game of Lacrosse one bit. Why do they need sticks? Why is the ball so small? Why are the goals so small? To be honest, it looks like an easy game. Like football, but..well..never mind it's not like football.

Once Yandel's brother Nacho tossed the ball to Yandel, everyone cheered, so I followed their lead and began to clap. He began to run fast to the other side of the Field and tossed it to another man and in seconds he had the ball again, ready to shoot.

"Paigey." A not so loud whisper brought me out of my concentration from the game. "Pst." It came again. I turned my head to the side of the stands and squinted my eyes. It didn't take long before a smile crawled on my face once I spotted my bushy haired best friend.

"Marcelo!" I ran to him and pulled him into a bone crushing hug. Wincing, he gave a small smile. "I brought a friend." He pointed behind him and a now short haired Sergio with a great smile on his face. My arms wrapped around him next and squeezed him tight. "I missed you guys so much!"

"We missed you too!" They say together,making them look at each other.

I missed these guys, and it was like a breath of fresh air. Freshly from Spain to come see me. Then it dawned on me, why were they really here?

"So, what brings you to Florida?"

Marcelo began biting his lip, which was something he usually did when he was worried or trying to hide something. Sergio turned his attention to a bug the was crawling on a blade of short grass, also something he did when he was trying to hide something.

"We play Orlando City tomorrow, we wanted to visit you and see if you wanted to come.." Marcelo's eyes scanned my face for any sudden change in emotion. "Sure!" I squeaked, making them sigh in relief.

"We were worried that you didn't want to come because Crist-" Marcelo elbowed him in the chest and I raised my eyebrows. "You guys really think I care about Cristiano?"

Without them being able to say another word, two sweaty arms wrapped around my waist and his brown curls tickled my shoulder. Yandel kissed my cheek then glared at my best friends.

It took a while to understand why and who he was glaring at, and I quickly jumped in before it got ugly.

"Yandel, this is M-"

"Marcelo Vieira and Sergio Ramos." His lips twitched into the boyish smile I've come to adore. "Big fan, big fan."

"Us too." Marcelo ended his hand to shake and Yandel gladly shook.

"They want me to go to the Real Madrid vs Orlando City game tomorrow." I turned to him and watched his face harden up. "Yeah!" Marcelo piped. "It will be fun! You're invited too!"

It took a while until a smirk flashed across his face and a devilish spark flew through his eyes. "Definitely. We'll be there!"