Promise: A Lionel Messi Fanfic

"Sweetie, they call me 'Messi' for a reason," the brown hair and brown eyed soccer devil smirked. "I'll go messy on the field, and somewhere else if you know what I mean."

"Get lost, would you, prev?" I spat, turning my back to him and taking another sip from my beer.

"Now can you tell me why a pretty girl like you is at a bar all by herself guzzling down beers?" He asked, pulling my shoulder so I would face him.

I shifted uncomfortably and replied, "None of your business."

Lionel smiled. "You can call me Leo if you'd like, babe."

"How about I call you creep?"

Leo let a laugh slip through his lips. He placed his hand on my thigh and looked me straight in the eyes. "Don't worry. I can make whatever is bothering you better. I promise."

I bit my lip and looked down at his chest so I wasn't staring straight into his gorgeous dark brown eyes.

"Promise?" I chirped.

Leo moved his hand further up my thigh, slowly entering into my skirt.

"Promise."