16/10/2014
It has been easier that I have thought. So Marco was absolutel right when he tsaid that all of that stress was so unecassary. Since I woke up this morning, I have been at the edge of several anxiety attacks. The thought of standing in front of Marco's parents and sisters was simply putting me off. I heard they were wonderful people, and I really shouldn't over stress, yes I came to repeat this to myself many times, gosh. But everything has turned out allright for me. His parents and sisters have given the warmest of the welcome I ever had, it wasn't something I had expected to be. Manuela treated me like I was a member of her family, so did Thomas and the two sisters Yvonne and Michelle. Love was the first thing I noticed and felt with this family. They were the kind of family always there to rely on each others at any moment, they had a very powerful bound, and that was simply beautiful. The Reus Family was made of amazing and sweet people, and I was so delighted to have been welcomed so well.
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"So, this is your bedroom." I said looking at the trophies displayed on the shelf fixed on the wall. All of Marco's medals and trophies won in his junior youth career were there, and there was so many. It made me feel even prouder of him. Marco was already a talented footballer in his junuor league, and a sucessful career had been predicted already for the little blondie boy. Before we reached his former bedroom, he gave me a guided tour of his house, the place where he grown up, and that will have always a special place to his heart. For Marco, that house was sacred.
"Yep..." Marco said deeply breathing out as he hugged me from behind and put his chin on my shoulder. I could hear some nostalgia in his shaking voice. "I miss this place, I miss my bedroom." Marco said.
"It's absolutely normal to have this feeling of wistfulness Marco, this house has a collection of beautiful souvenirs, including this bedroom, just look at all your trophies, all those footballers posters, ferarri F1 cars, your toys, I still feel the love and positive vibes over here, you had a wonderful childhood baby." I said, grabbing his arm around my shoulder.
"Yes, I cannot complain, I had an amazing childhood, it has not always been easy, sometimes we had money issues, we weren't rich at all, but fuck yeah, we were so happy, I love my family so much, I owe them everything, from my education to my sucess, my dad was my mentor, and mom my guide, she never allowed me to get lost or to take the wrong way."
"And here the final result, they must be extremely proud of the man you are, I love the way you talk of your parents, and they are so sweet, I love them."
"My family is my everything Brooke, nobody has the right to hurt them or whatever, messing with my parents, will be like messing with me."
"You're the protector, Marco."
"It is more than that, and that's the same for you, if anyone gonna try to hurt or do something to my girl, that person will be in trouble."
"Ehmmm the bad boy is showing up, I love that." I giggled
"My parents adore you, and my mom nearly adopted you, you know."
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One In A Million
FanfictionIt started in Ibiza with a first but cold contact. Brooke is an ordinary girl, living her life, enjoying the simple things that life has to offer. Marco is rich, a famous footballer, and living a luxurious life style. Something with Brooke definite...
