Can't leave U' alone! (Erik Durm)

Enjoy, then.

Friday

01:00 am

Ivonne settled in the room where she had slept last night, although she hardly remember anything in the room having been unconscious when she was placed there. She could now tell that this was probably a rented apartment because there were only the basic stuff to live, a bed, an empty closet and a bathroom with nothing in it, no decoration or products, or personal belongings. The rest of the place was pretty much the same, it was big but at the same time seemed quite empty and cold. Ivonne stopped thinking in the decor because she suddenly felt embarrased for being so critical upon something so insignificant, she then changed the subject of interst to something more important. Erik. She knew that he was still in the living area 'casue she could hear him moving from the kitchen to the sofa, maybe he was prepating a snack but Ivonne didn't feel like eating at all, she would rather not keep taking advantage of this young man, who was being so kind to her, but only the image of being alone in that awful hotel room made her change her mind inmediately, this was the only place she could be right now. Although she was enjoying this new adventure she was looking forward for her mom to send her the money so she can go back home and fix this mess, her mess, her mistake. But was it?, was it a mistake to accept Erik's help? In the first place, she doesn't remember much of their conversation on the street, so she is no sure she even accepted his help or asked for it, Ivonne was wasted and depressed so her mind was blank, it just happened, it's one of those things you don't know how they got in your life, you just have them, you don't ask for them they just come. 

"Do you want to eat something?" Erik knock at the door at the sime time he spoke. He had calmed himself while he was making some sandwiches, it was easy for him to distract his mind when he was doing something, that's why he wasn't one of those to stay still for too long. Ivonne had another of her pijamas on, so different from the baggy ones he had seen her earlier that night. She was wearing a short, crimson nightgown, although it wasn't that short you can still see her tan legs and a pair of cute pink socks garnished the whole outfit. Having seen so many girls and man obssesed with tanning he could tell her skin had a natural tan and not that horrible orange colour people tend to have after tanning for so long. Erik didn't hide his looks, maybe he doesn't want to, maybe he can't but the truth is Ivonne could see his face turning read when she rose one of her eyebrows at the looks he was having at her body. It was funny but she owe him so she tired to let that go and talk about something else. 

"I took a shower" She pointed to the bathroom but her eyes were fixating in his "I see you notice I changed my pijamas" She tried to hold her laugh but she couldn't, she didn't have much respect for anyone actually and Erik wasn't going to be an exception. Even when she was here as a guest she could still be herself, right? She didn't have to act all sober just because she owe him. He opened his eyes big as when she asked him if something had happened between them that morning.

"I'm just joking around, let's go eat something" She still didn't want to eat but she wasn't going to be that rude, I mean it was 1 am and he had the gentleness to prepare them something to eat. When she wanted to be suitable she could, that's how she had been raised by her parents anyway. 

They sat in the counter in the kitchen. The tv was on as in all of their encounters, something about saturday's game against Poland, it was the same thing that they watched in her hotel room.

"Why are you watching this again?" She felt stupid when she asked because it was his job, his passion of course he'll watch it over and over again. Luckily for Erik, Ivonne had her eyes on the tv this time, so she couldn't see his embarrassment about her question. He's watching it for the first time, because in the hotel room he could hardly hear his own thoughts having Ivonne so vulnerable as she was, and he is starting to realize he won't be able to watch it at all right now again. Sometimes is better not to answer. She had some ideas to change the subject, he had zero ideas.