The Superstar Contingency (2018 FIFA World Cup Future Fanfiction)

Chapter 32 - The Superstar Contingency Pt.2

"Zack is that you?" He said.

"Yea it's me. What're you doing here?" I asked him.

Seriously, what's he still doing here? Germany lost their match...

"I'm trying to find out how I'm going to get to this game! The traffic is bad!" He said.

"Maria here and I are on our way down there right now. My personal advice, take the sidewalks." I advised to him.

"Hmmm....ok, ok. Actually, I already thought of a plan." He nodded.

"You did?" I questioned.

--- (5 mins later...)

"Um...I don't think this is going to work..." Maria slowly said.

"Of course it'll work, it'll be fine!" Özil smiled.

"Özil! You don't fit!" I shouted.

Özil had squeezed himself between Maria and I...

"Are you calling me fat?" He questioned.

"That's not what I was getting at!" I said.

"Alright you guys, hold on to something" Maria said.

She revved the bike and sped off down the sidewalk.

--- (10 mins later)

Three of us arrived, driving into a garaged entry of the stadium. There lots of people walking around and unloading things off of a few trucks.

"What're we doing here?" Özil said, as he got off the bike.

"We're back here because Maria has to start getting ready for the halftime show." I got off as well taking off my helmet.

"Ms.Azarov! Nice of you to join us! I see you managed to get pasted the traffic." Cleo said, he welcomed her.

"I have to get going...I'll see you later." Maria said.

"Just a moment." I stopped her.

"What is it?" She asked.

We stared at each other, looking into each other's eyes until I immediately kissed her on the check.

"For good luck...I'll be watching." I smiled at her, causing her to smile back.

Maria then left with Cleo.

"Was that your girlfriend?...She's cute." Özil said, which caused me to shyly blush a bit.

--- (Inside, At the ticket booth)

"Two tickets?" The woman in the booth asked.

"Yep." Özil said.

I began taking out my wallet, but he stopped me.

"This one is on me." He said.

"Here's you go...enjoy the game!" She said, handing him the tickets.

The two of us began making our way to our seats.

"Looks like we're on the first level...we got good seats, we'll actually be closer to the field too." He said handing me mines.

"So how's the training with Sergio going? Is he not coming to the game?" He asked.

Does Özil not know that I'm related to him yet?

"He's not coming, and we actually haven't been able to do anything...but he'll be taking me to Spain pretty soon, so I hope I'll be able to train a bit more once I get down there."