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Maya sat down as she waited for the guys to get ready for practice. They started heading out to the field.
"Mayaaa" Gareth whined.
"What the fuck do you want" Maya rolled her eyes. She used to date him. But they broke up a while ago.
"I miss you baby" He pouts.
"I'm sorry I didn't hear that. I was too busy realising how hot Ramos is" She smirks.
"Stop it" Gareth says annoyed.
"He's single , right?" She winks at Sergio.
"Come on Gareth she's just teasing" Marcelo said as Gareth rolls his eyes.
"Awhh is little Gareth jealous?" Pepe teases.
"Will you guys shut up" Gareth mutters.
"Maya loves me the most" James shouts as he runs to the field. The players started warming up and dribbling the ball. The Barça players lined up out the changing rooms. They were practicing for their match again Madrid this week. Maya being bored went over to the Barça players on the bench.
"Holaa" Maya greets
"Heyy, I'm Pique" He smiles
"Maya" She introduces herself.
"This is Jordi, Dani, Marc, Sergi, Messi, Sergio, Neymar, Suarez and the rest are over there" Pique says
"Hello" Everyone greets Maya. But someone catches Maya's attention. She caught him staring, was he Marc? She wasn't very sure. She stares back at the Madridistas on the field and saw Ronaldo shaking his head.
"So what are you doing here?" Xavi asks.
"A fan?" Messi joins.
"Pfft, No, I'm here with them" Maya points at the players.
"A Madridista.." Dani mumbles.
"Not really" Maya mumbles back.
"What's up with this guy sending you death glares?" Jordi points at Gareth.
"Oh him, He's my ex and wants me back , gosh he's so annoying" Maya explains.
The players head to the field and start passing the ball. Maya sat down and watched. Suarez, Neymar and Pedro came up to her.
"Wanna play?" Suarez asks.
"No, I'll pass" Maya replies.
"She's a girl, she doesn't know how to play" Neymar rolls his eyes.
"Excuse me? I can beat your ass at soccer" Maya smirks
"No you can't" Neymar shot back.
"Pick your best 5 and I'll pick my best 5 and we'll play against each other"
"fine"
"fine"
"deal"
"deal"
"wanna make out"
"the fuck? no" Maya walks away. She runs across the field and makes it to the Real Madrid players.
"Cristiano, James, Marcelo, Toni, Isco, get your asses up here" Maya shouts. They all jog down to her and huddle up.
"What do you want" Isco groans.
"Match against Barça players. Me and all of you"
"Hold up, what?" Marcelo asks. Maya explains everything and they all agree.
"I almost forgot Casillas, gosh" Maya says. Casillas comes over and they all tell him the plan. Back to the Barca players.
"Don't plan on dating Maya" Xavi said to them as he passed the ball to Messi.
"Why not?" Marc curiously asks.
"Because I've heard that she's a heart breaker, literally just plays with your heart and leaves" He answers
They all just shrug and continue practice. Maya comes back and talks to Neymar. They all decide to stay after practice.
All the players go get changed except the ones who planned on the little match.
"Ready to lose?" Maya smirks
"Pftt no" Neymar stares at her
They start playing, James scored in the fourth minute. Neymar tried to score but Marcelo defended. They ended up with 3-1. Real Madrid won. Maya teased Neymar and bragged about how good of a player she is. They all go and change into new clothes and leave.
Maya sat down and waited for James to finish up. Marc suddenly pulls Maya to a corner and holds her close.
"I remember you" Marc whispers.
"Wait wha-" He interrupts her as he kisses her.
"Oh you" She says as she pulls away.
"Mhhm" He mumbles.
"So how do u still remember me? Weren't you drunk?" Maya asks.
"Oh what we had that night was unforgettable" He said as he walks away from her, leaving her frozen.
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Holaa , new updaTte woopee lmaohiii wut . so I was waiting for 100 reads to update but I couldn't wait aldluzbeod !
I know Madrid & Barca don't prActice together but I had to because then it wouldn't work out !!!!!!
Also I was waiting for the part where Marc just surprises her lmao kk. I know I'm so lame !
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mahra xxxxx
