The Footballer's Best Friend (Erik Durm)

Seven

It's been two weeks sine Anton and I went out on our first date and have gone out three other times since then.

He's so amazingly romantic.

On our second date he rented out a bookstore and we has a candle lit dinner and he read out some of his favourite parts of books to me.

I almost died with how cute it was.

"Magda, will you come to my game today?" Erik shouts as he walks into the kitchen giving me a fright as I try to eat the frosting off of an amazing cupcake.

"Who are you playing against?" I ask as I swipe a bit of icing off with my finger and lick it off my finger.

How can icing be so good."

Erik coughs quickly and shift on his feet, "We're playing against Bayern Munich." He then looks away as I take another lick of the icing.

"What is wrong with you?" I ask and he turns to look at me and scoffs.

"Do you not realise how sexual that act was?" He asks and then I realise and blush.

"To answer your question, yes. I would love to go to go to your game." I finish off the cupcake and strech in my yoga pants and long jumper.

"Wear my jersey." Erik shouts as I run up the stairs and into my room.

"Okay." I shout back and search through my wardrobe for my denim jeans.

My only pair since I prefer to wear dresses.

They're a pair of high waisted jeans with rips at the knees. I pair it with a pair of black ankle boots. I then pick out one of the many Borussia Dortmund jerseys of Erik's which are located in my wardrobe along with the National Team jeresys of his.

I pull over the jersey which is to big for me.

I prefer bigger jerseys compared to ones that actually fit me.

I don't know why.

I just prefer them.

"Are you ready?" Erik shouts up stairs as I apply some mascara and concealer.

"I'm just coming." I say and then grab my leather jacket and run down stairs while weaving my hands through my hair.

I look at Erik who is waiting by the front door talking to my mom and dad. They're all laughing at a picture. Erik then laughs quickly, making crinkles appear at the sides of his mouth and eyes.

"Magda, come here. I forgot about this picture." Erik waves me over so I move off of the stairs and towards then and look at new the frame with an old picture of Erik and I.

Erik and I look around ten or eleven in it and we're both in swimming clothes. My hair is like rats tail and Erik's is falt to his head. We're both pulling the same face which is making us all laugh. We're sticking out our toungs while pulling out our ears and widening our eyes.

We both look like soaking wet monkeys.

"I look amazing." I say sarcastically.

"You always do." Erik looks down at me making me chuckle and I already know that my mom is going to be freaking out on the inside due to that little comment.

"I'll see you both at the game, but I think I'm sitting in the stands..." I say slowly, guessing but look at Erik for confirmation.

"Yeah, the seats behind the dug outs." He tells me.

I nod and give my parents a hug before leaving with Erik.

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