I woke up the next morning to a text from my dad telling me to meet him for breakfast... alone. I huffed rolling out of bed knowing he'd want to discuss what happened last night. I texted him back letting him know I had plans as I walked to the restroom to brush my teeth. I glanced at my phone as it dinged to see a 'None negotiable' text from my dad. I groaned and asked where, once he replied, I quickly got dressed, sent a quick text and headed to the restaurant my dad had told me to meet him at.
I arrive at the restaurant and walk in only to find my dad sitting next to Messi. I sighed as I approached the pair "so you two get to just double team me while I was told to come here alone ?" I asked.
"Don't act so innocent because we both know you didn't come alone," my dad says "who did you invite ?"
"Someone who will most likely take your side, so relax," I say as a brunette with a hat and glasses approaches the table.
"¿ Quien es ?" (Who is it ?) the woman reaches her face with clear intentions to remove her glasses but I stop her.
"Don't," I whispered while the waitress approached us and took our order. "So," I trailed off.
"What happened last night ?" My dad asks.
"Eager aren't we ?" I asked, "I told you, we were catching up."
"Hmm, I can't imagine what you and Gerard Piqué would be catching up about," my dad says, and the woman's interest has been peaked. "When did you two become besties ?"
"Gerard ? What's he told you ?" The woman whispers.
"Shakira ?" Messi asks.
"Louder," I say, "I don't think the restaurant heard you."
"What's she doing here ?" Messi asks.
"Preforming, surprise," she says pulling her glasses down a bit to wink at the men. "What happened ?" She asks me placing her glasses back on her face.
"Nothing," I say.
"I want the truth Sofia," my dad says as he pulls his phone out and shows me the screen which is on a contact.
"Is that supposed to scare me ?" I ask.
"It should," my dad spoke, "if you don't tell me the truth, no more João."
"What ?! You can't ban me from seeing João," I complain.
"Oh I know," he says, "which is why I'll be calling him to tell him to stay away from you," he looks at me.
We maintained eye contact for a bit and I gave in. "Fine," I huff as the waitress dropped off our order. "He wants to fix things, see the kids more," I say once the waitress leaves, "at least that's what he said. I told him to speak to the lawyers and he asked me to just speak to you, very polite at first," I paused, "when I refused, he threatened to tell people who my dad was."
"What ?" Shakira asks.
"I handled it, okay ? Can we all just," I paused, "let it go."
"What'd you tell him ?" Messi asks.
"That his skeletons weren't so locked in the closet, and that if he stole my moment I'd sing like a canary," I explained.
"And what would you tell ?" My dad asks.
"Nothing, I was bluffing" I scoff, "it's not really my place to reveal what I do know."
"What do you know ?" Messi asks.
"Besides the stuff with Isabel, he's a dick to the Kings league crew, sometimes the jokes about him aren't so sarcastic, and the fact that Barcelona sold you on his account," I tell them.
"Language," my dad says and I shrug poking at my food "sorry."
I wait for one of them to speak and when none of them do, I do. "I sang," I huff, "can you exit out of the contact screen."
"My phone is off Sof," he argues.
"I know, it still makes me anxious though," I sigh and he shows me he's exited out of João's contact. I sigh in relief and since they didn't approach the Piqué topic again I changed the subject as we enjoyed our meal. As we were heading out Shakira asked my dad to not make a big deal about it, she'd speak to the lawyers and ask them to ask him to leave me out of his affairs and he thanked her.
"She's preforming here ?" Messi asked me as my dad and Shakira spoke about the Piqué situation.
"Yes, I'm supposed to be preforming tonight at the opening for the World Cup, but have absolutely no clue what to do," I confess. "I don't think I even make music for an event like this, so I called in the big guns," I smile.
We all said our goodbyes and headed our separate directions. Shakira went with my dad since Gio already knew she was here and was watching her kids while we were at breakfast; I had begged her to come but refused because she knew my dad wanted me there alone.
I walked back to the hotel room to take a nap before I had to head out to the field to preform.
"Surprise," I hear as I opened the door to my hotel room to find Cooper, João, Hugo and my brother in my hotel room.
"Where have you been ? You were gone when I woke up," Cris said.
"Breakfast," I shrug.
"Without us ?" João asks.
"I was under specific orders to go alone," I sigh falling onto my bed.
"Ooo a date ?" Cooper asks.
"Yeah," I scoff, "nothing says romance like my dad and Messi interrogating me."
"What happened ?" They asked and I filled them all in.
"Who is your dad ?" Hugo asks, "I've always assumed you were Cristiano Ronaldo's daughter."
"Oh shut up," João says, "you've never thought that."
"I literally have," Hugo defends himself, "I've just never spoken about it, but I think they look alike, and now seeing her and Jr right next to each other I see a resemblance."
"Well, you could've told me your theory before I embarrassed myself in front of him," João says.
"What happened ?" Cris asks.
"Here I am telling your dad that I liked Sofia and whole time he's her dad too," João says, "I was so embarrassed."
"What'd my dad say ?" Cris asks.
"That I should tell her," he covers his face.
"Thought that conversation never happened ?" I asked.
"Fuck," he says, "don't tell your dad I said that," he says and everyone laughs.
"Yes, Cristiano Ronaldo is my dad," I say, "now," I pause "I've had a very long week, and very little sleep, you don't have to leave, but you do have to shut the fuck up," I tell them.
"Language," Cris says.
"I will not be apologizing because I'm tired," I say.
"Can we watch a movie ?" Cooper whispers.
"Yeah," I whisper back getting up from the bed to take off my sweater.
"You have tattoos ?" Hugo asks.
"Yeah, I normally cover them with makeup but I'm not gonna anymore," I shrug getting back on the bed.
"The only ones you cover is my name and the one on your wrist because you're embarrassed of us," Cris says and I throw a pillow at him "shut up."
"What's your dad think of it ?" He asks.
"He doesn't really care, it's my body," I say, "besides, all my tattoos have meaning, so he's cool with it."
"Tattoo tour, tattoo tour," Cooper chants.
"Tell him I'm tired," I tell João as he lays on the bed next to me.
"I kinda wanna see your tattoos," he says playing with my bracelet.
I huff as I sit up. "Okay so I have 'C R I S' right above my right elbow obviously for my brother, that was my first ever tattoo. Then I have a butterfly above that, that one is for my grandpa. On my left wrist," I say running my fingers over the tattoo "I have the first initial of my dad, Gio and all my siblings with a heart they've drawn, Angle's and Bella's are obviously empty for now. I have a semicolon on my right wrist which is a matching tattoo with a bunch of friends," I say and Cooper shows his. "And then I have a football by my right ankle, Frankie has one on his left."
"Kid's left foot is special," João says and I look at him, "as is your right, all of you is special,"he says.
"Ewwww," "get a room," the boys say as Cris throws a pillow at us.
"Need I remind you this is my room ?" I ask "you guys don't have to be here."
"Nooooo don't leave me with them," Cris begs and we all laugh.
"And then I have 'R O N N Y' behind my left ear, for my cousin, the only relative on my bio mom's side I talk to," I say concluding the tattoo tour.
"Ronny is cool," Cris says and I nod getting comfortable on the bed once again and laying my head on João's lap while he played with my hair.
"Are you close to your step mom's family ?" Hugo asks.
"Ew," I say.
"We are, we love them, we just don't ever call her our step mom," Cris says, "it's just mom," he smiles.
"Or amai, for mom/friend, or Gio," I add.
"Sof came up with amai because she wasn't a fan of step mom and it just stuck," Cris says.
"Well, I actually called her mom once and she cried, so I thought we'd ease her into it," I laugh.
The boys continued their conversation and switched between different topics while I talked to João for a bit and slowly drifted off to sleep.
I woke up at 4:30 to find the boys gone and João sleeping next to me, he must've adjusted us so he could get comfortable and nap too. I went to roll out of bed to get ready for the performance but as soon as I tried, I noticed his arm was around my waist. I felt him tighten his grip as I tried rolling away again. I grabbed a hold of his arm and tried to break free of his grasp and I finally managed. He tried looking around for me with his arm so I put some pillows in his way he could cuddle with instead of me. Had it been under different circumstances, I would've just stayed with him, but I had to get ready.
I walked over to my bag to get a couple things to go shower and get ready. I stepped into the bathroom and hopped into the shower quickly. Once I finished I got out and put some biker shorts on and an oversized hoodie that belonged to who knows who... I love stealing clothes... perhaps it's mason's. I did my hair and added product to help the curls shine. I didn't want to turn the hairdryer on until João woke up so I just left it in the meantime. I focused on my face and did some pretty and showy eyeshadow for the show. I don't really wear makeup, only for shows when I do preform. I finished my makeup and walk back into the bedroom to find João waking up.
"Morning," I smile at him.
"Good morning," he says in his sleepy voice... oh lord, so hot. "You're preforming tonight."
"I know, I'm so nervous," I say, "I usually don't get nervous but I'm the closing act... gotta be good."
"You will be," he says as he gets up to get ready. I finished getting ready and we headed out to the stadium. Once we arrive we head to the backstage area where I'd meet with Shakira, the rest of the performers and crew since I needed to get into my outfit.
"Break a leg," he says as we arrive at the door, "not literally, we kinda need you at practice tomorrow, but that's what you say to performers right ?"
"Yes, thank you," I say going in to give him a kiss on the cheek... looks like we had the same intention because we accidentally kissed on the lips.
"Well, I uh, I gotta go," I said awkwardly as my phone started ringing.
"Yeah, um, good luck," he said as I went inside and he went to find his seat.
"Oh my god we kissed," I said as I walked inside and locked eyes with the brunette from this morning who was now blond.
"What ?" She asks.
"I'll explain later, we have to get ready," I say.
Shakira and I quickly got ready and waited for our turn to go out and preform. I soon was notified it was time for me to take the stage. I went out as I heard the beat of the drums and sang a World Cup classic, 'Waving Flag.'
When I finished, I addressed the crowed. "When I was first asked to preform for you all tonight, I was thrilled," I begin, "I accepted immediately, and then, when I got to making the setlist, I realized I don't make music for events like this. This is the World Cup, I can't just come out here and give you guys 'Ocean Eyes.' I've also never preformed at an event like this, I don't wanna screw up. I have a friend though, who does make music to be preformed at a stadium like this, she also has performed at an event like this, in 2010, 2014 and most recently, two years ago," there's cheers as people start to piece together who I'm talking about. "Tonight, I'll be channeling my inner Shakira," I smile as 'She Wolf' behind to play. There's a loud howl from her mic and the crowd loves it. "Did I mention she's here tonight ?"
We sang a few of her most popular songs along with her World Cup anthems of course, it's not a World Cup without Shakira. We finished up and the crowed cheered. I hugged her and thanked her for being by my side tonight, we thanked the crowed and walked off stage. I texted my dad and Cris I'd be staying with Cooper, and I texted Cooper that João and I kissed so I could head to his room and gossip; I honestly just wanted to avoid João, it was a quick peck but we were both super awkward after and I didn't want to see him. Shakira dropped me off at the hotel and I ran to Coopers room. I told him what happened and how I was avoiding João, but I'd have to face him tomorrow for practice. After Coop and I finished talking, we turned on a movie and went to sleep.
A N || I swear I don't initiate these chapters with the intentions of them being this long. I hope they at least make up for me posting every week 😭