As breakfast finished, João and I got going seeing since we had to pick up his brother soon. We left the restaurant at 12:45 and headed for the airport.
Once we arrived at the airport, we got coffee again, I'm super exhausted, and these iced coffees keep me going. We hang back and wait for a text from João's brother to let us know he's arrived. About 15 minutes pass when Hugo, João's brother, texts João informing him he's gotten his bags and is looking around for him. João heads off to the restroom to hide since he wanted his brother to see me first to get a reaction.
João <3
João: He sees you
Me: How do you know ?
João: He's just texted me telling me he's spotted the most beautiful girl in the world.
Has to be you.
Me: Oh shut up
I see him
I spot the boy from the pictures João has shown me. He looks to be already looking at me as I notice him while I'm putting my phone away so I smile.
"Hi," he says as he approaches me, "I don't mean to be disrespectful, I wouldn't have done it if you weren't alone, or if I thought I'd be bothering, but I'm a huge fan, is there any way I could get a picture ?"
"Yeah of course," I say as he hands his phone to a random stranger asking to take the photos.
"Thank you," he says as the kind stranger hand him his phone back. "And thank you," he tells me, "like I said, I wouldn't of have approached you if it didn't seem appropriate, but you were alone, I hope you didn't mind."
"Oh of course," I tell him "don't worry about it, I don't mind at all. I understand, if I'm with someone, it's best to play it safe, but when I'm alone and don't look busy, or in a hurry, it's fair game," I smile at him.
"Are you looking for someone ?" He asks, "I don't mean to be taking up your time, maybe I could help you look while I look for my brother. He said he'd be here," he says checking his phone.
"Well I was supposed to be waiting for you," I tell him, "but now that you're here, we're just waiting on your brother. I think he's hiding from us."
"You know my brother ?" He asks.
"Yeah, tall, tan, beautiful eyes, nice face, says he's good at football but we'll have to wait and see," I laugh, "I joke, he's decent."
"Tall dark and handsome, just your type isn't it ?" João asks as he approaches us. I smile trying to hide my blush and he winks at me. "And I'm far better than decent," he sighs, "guess you'll have to wait and see for yourself."
"Oh buddy," Hugo says as he hits João's stomach, "her ex is taller than you, white and blue eyes, you're hardly her type," he says as he begins walking towards the exit of the airport.
"I like him already," I say following behind.
João huffs as he grabs Hugo's suitcase he left behind and follows the both of us to the car as we make conversation.
"Okay so we're going back to the hotel and we're getting room service to eat because Sofia has to rest," João says as we get into the car.
"It doesn't matter, I'm fine, I'll survive, let's go explore Qatar with your brother," I say.
"We could do that tomorrow," João says.
"Yeah but it's his first day here, he doesn't wanna be cooped up in a hotel room," I argue.
We're going to the hotel, and that's final," João says looking at me.
"Jesus, what's your problem dude ?" I ask and Hugo scoffs.
"Hugo, shut up," João says.
"I didn't even say anything," he defends himself and I burst out laughing.
"You're cute when you're annoyed," I tell João, "and when you think you have the final say." I turn to Hugo "what is it that YOU would like to do today ? If your brother wants to stay cooped up in a hotel room today, HE can, you and I can go have some fun."
"Hotel is cool," Hugo says and I roll my eyes at João.
The drive to the hotel was quiet. As much as I wanted to get to know Hugo, João was being annoying and I didn't dare speak. We arrived to the airport and helped Hugo check in and then accompanied him to his room while João helped him with his bags. At least he was being helpful.
"This is gonna be a long day," Hugo says to me as I'm walking with him.
"Because of your brother ? I don't know what's wrong with him, but don't worry about it, I've got him," I send him a wink and slow down my pace as João who was walking behind us catches up to me.
"What's on your mind ?" I ask and he sighs. "Don't tell me it was the "type" comment," I tell him and he huffs.
"You're being annoying," I tell him looping my left arm through his right which he's using to drag the suitcase. I placed my hand above his 'elbow pit' and slide it down to his hand causing him to switch the suitcase to his left. I place my hand in his and intertwine our fingers.
"Stop being stupid," I stop him in the middle of the hallway, "I like YOU, I'm here with YOU. Besides, I don't have a quote unquote type, but even if I did, and Hayes was it, you changed it. I like you, you idiot," I tell him and he smiles. "Now go apologize to Hugo because you're being an ass, that's just how brothers are," I scoff, "don't act like you haven't met mine."
I continue walking while he stays standing there. I was going to unlink out hands so I could go join Hugo since he just stood there, but he tightened his grip. He pulled me back to him and pulled me into a hug.
"I'm sorry," he says. I slowly release the hug and cup his face. "Don't be stupid," I say looking into his eyes. I stand on my tip toes and place a kiss on his cheek. I release him and continue to walk towards Hugo's room. João catches up to me and links our hands together again.
"I'll order room service," I say to the boys as they begin talking.
The boys worked their shit out while room service came and went. The three of us watched a movie while we ate and then it was time for me to head out.
João offered to drive me but it told him I needed to head out with Frankie, but they should head out soon as well. I met Frankie at the parking lot of his hotel, and we were off to the banquet area. Frankie and I ran through the dances a couple times and soon enough it was show time. The area was packed with footballers from different countries and I was incredibly nervous. We got called out on stage and it was time to deliver.
(A N|| Obviously this looks nothing like I envision Sofia to look like, but I was OBSESSED with them, let's just pretend they won for the sake of the story 🤭)
Frankie and I went out there and gave it our all just like we did when we stepped foot on the world of dance stage.
"I think we did great," I whisper to Frankie as everyone is cheering.
"Of definitely," he says as we take a bow and head backstage to change for the dinner part of the evening.
As we walked out to the tables, there were cheers again and we went our separate ways to our tables. My dad and the rest of my family were sitting with Messi and his family, I walked over to them and they all told me we did great and I thanked them.
"Thought you'd be sitting with João and your friends," my dad says.
"Oh I just came to save Cris from this nightmare," I joke. "I'll leave you guys too it," I smile.
"Did you actually wanna take your brother ?" My dad asks.
"If he wants to and it's cool with you, yeah," I tell him and he nods so Cris comes over with me to the table.
"I'll be back, I just have to go to the restroom," I tell João as we approach the table.
As I walk out of the restroom, I'm stopped by a firm grip on my arm. I meet eyes with the man who is holding me back. "Let me go Gerard," I say unamused.
"Sof, I need you to speak with Isabel, please, I just want to see my kids, I want to see her, I want another chance," he begs.
"Oh please," I laugh, "I'm not your messenger, if she won't speak to you, that's not on me, try contacting her lawyers or something," I tell him. "I don't really know what to tell you, you should've thought about this before you cheated on her."
I try pulling myself back in attempts to release his grip from my arm but he tightens it. "You're my only hope," he says with pleading eyes. "But if you won't do it because I asked so nicely," he says as his eyes turn ice cold, "you'll do it because you don't want anyone to learn that Cristiano Ronaldo is your father."
"BlackMail ? Really ?" I scoff. "You're pathetic, no surprise why Isabel wants NOTHING to do with you now. You dug your grave, now lie it," I hissed. "As far as you telling people who my dad is," I spoke, "tell the world," I scoffed. "It's not something I'm embarrassed of, but you, you on the other hand, you have REAL skeletons in your closet that you wouldn't want the world to know about."
"Are you threatening me ?" He asks
"Me ? Oh God no," I say, "I wouldn't call it threatening, more like warning. You do what you have to do, but if you steal my moment, if you tell the world, I will sing like a canary," I smirked as he finally releases his grip on me.
"Is there a problem here ?" My dad asks walking up behind me with Messi.
"Problem ?" I ask, "no, no problem, Gerard and I were just," I pause, "catching up," I smile at the men. "I had a lot to say though so I don't know if he really understood me, I mean I thought I was crystal clear, but only time will tell I suppose," I say. "Now if you excuse me gentlemen, I do believe I promised a beautiful Portuguese boy a dance," I said walking away.
I walk back into where the tables are and take my seat next to João. For the rest of the night, we ate with our friends, and talked, as promised, we also shared a dance that night. As the night came to an end, we went to our separate rooms excited for tomorrow.