VIRGIN ↝ DYBALA

DIEZ

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NITA GASPED AS SHE put on her gorgeous dress. The long white Vera Wang dress complimented her tan tone. It fit her slim body perfectly. Nita looked back at Paulo in awe and smiled at him, the Ballon D'or was in 6 hours.

Nita went out of the change room to show Paulo. Paulo smiled at her. "It's-" Paulo started, but Nita cut him off.

"-It's beautiful, Paulo! Thank you, I love it. I love you!" Nita hugged him tightly, then lightly kissing his cheek.

She went back to check herself in the mirror, the white dress had the looks of a wedding dress, but it was much flatter. It was just an opaque white colour.

Paulo's ringer went off and he grabbed his iPhone out of his pocket, "I got to go to my suit fitting. I'll go grab my mom. Bye, princess."

Alicia came in, she looked at Nita with pride. She loved Nita. Nita was too wise for a 20 year old and not to mention one of the nicest person Alicia had ever met, oh how grateful she was for Nita in her son's life. She knew that the two of them would make amazing parents together.

"It looks amazing on you, I love it."

Nita turned around and smiled at her, "Thank you, Mrs-Alicia, do you think I should get it?"

She nodded her head. "Yes you should. It's beautiful on you. And because Paulo already paid for it," she told her and laughed.

"Okay, I'm going to change out of it,"

As Nita was carefully taking off her dress, she overheard the sales clerk and Paulo's mother talking about Nita, "She's a very lucky girl. Nice and pretty," the lady helping her with her dress told Alicia.

Alicia agreed with her. She truly liked Nita. She had an amazing personality for her age and could see a good future with her son and Nita. She was quiet and kept to herself, she didn't want the attention the public had given her and that made Alicia satisfied. She also knew Nita could provide for herself, Paulo had told her about Nita's father.

"She is, I can't wait until they get serious. Everyone knows it'll happen."

Nita smiled to herself. She was lucky, but she would never get together with Paulo. She only saw him as a best friend. A best friend she would have a child with.

She came out of the dressing room and Alicia said, "Ready?"

Nita nodded. Her excitement was overflowing.

*

Currently, Nita was FaceTiming Selina. She was officially ready for the event and just waiting for Paulo to get ready. Nita looked amazing, Nita felt like she was too extra for her comfort but it was too late.

"Ugh, you look so pretty. How did your life get so amazing? Last year, you didn't know anyone and were a lazy person. Now, you're going to events all glammed up with a world full of famous footballers. Honestly, that's the definition of perfect."

Nita chucked at her best friend, "I promise you'll have this life soon, too. You'll meet someone soon. Don't worry."

As soon as Nita said that Selina blushed and looked down. "Yeah, hopefully. But there's some-" Selina started but Paulo entered from the hotel washroom and Selina almost fainted-he was so hot.

Nita turned around, "I got to go now, I'll send you photos! Bye, love you!" Nita said and ended the FaceTime call.

"You look really good, Paulo. Hopefully you'll find a girl tonight. My child will need another mother when I'm not here," Nita said, she wasn't joking.

"Alright, what are your preferences?" he joked, Nita glared at him and he put his hands up in defence, "What?"

Nita shook her head, "I take it back, you're ugly."

"That's not what these 14 year old girls say," Paulo smirked.

Nita rolled her eyes. "Gross."

"What? It's not I'd ever go for them anyways, too young. Lowest I'd go is 23."

"Yes! I don't fit in that category. God bless I'm 20," Nita fake sighed.

"You humour me," Paulo mimicked and checked his sleek hair in the large mirror. He took out his iPhone X he recently bought and took a quick photo of his hair. Nita took out her iPhone 6s and took a nice photo of her professionally down makeup.

Paulo looked at her, "Hey Nita, do you want the iPhone 8 or like X? Your phone is pretty old. I can buy you one tomorrow."

Nita looked at him like he was crazy, "Paulo; I can buy myself a new phone if I'd like. I hate you."

Paulo laughed. "You literally told me you loved me this morning. You're very bipolar."

"Good," she hissed.

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"2017's Ballon D'or winner is... Paulo Dybala!" the women announced, everyone clapped and cheered, especially Nita. She went crazy, Paulo just received his first Ballon D'or-competing against Ronaldo and Messi.

Paulo widened his eyes and went up to the stage, he didn't know what to say.

Tears started coming out as he got handed the award. "Hello. Uh, I don't know how to describe this moment or how I'm feeling right now. It's unbelievable and surreal. I want to thank my family, especially my mother who has never left my side since my father's passing when I was 12. I want to give a huge thank you to someone very important in my life, Nita. She has given me a blessing, she's giving me the opportunity to become a father, becoming a father has always been a big dream of mine. But I have always dreamed of being with the mother of my child-" Paulo paused, the interpreter gasped.

"What are you trying to get at?"

"I just wanted to ask Nita, do you want to become my girlfriend?" everyone's mouth dropped, gasps fulled the room. Nita's eyes widened and starting to sweat, all eyes were on her. What was she suppose to say? She didn't want to be in a relationship with Paulo, at least not right now.

The translator translated it in english, and continued to go to Nita to get her response, "I-Uh, no."

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i was debating if i should change this chapter to make nita say yes but i just left it