ADELINA'S POV
i ended up unpacking quickly which made me feel kind of proud.
with a ton of free time, i facetimed joão since i had already missed him. he answered almost instantly. "hi!" i said as he waved.
he wasn't showing his face which made me sad. "show me your face." i spoke again. "i don't have a shirt on, hold up." he said back as he put his phone down.
a few seconds later, he picked up his phone and i finally saw him. "how are you? did you finish unpacking?" i asked.
"well, yes but i'm packing for qatar now." he chuckled. oh my god, i'm so stupid.
"oh my god, i have to pack for that too." i chuckled back, covering my face. "stupid." he commented causing me to gasp dramatically.
"wowww, okay i'm hanging up." i rolled my eyes. "no no, i'm sorry! bab—" i hung up in his face.
i turned off my phone and went upstairs to go pack for qatar. i got a message from joão, "meanie."
i giggled at the message from turning off my phone and throwing it on my bed. i ended up packing for a month, it depends on how well his team does but i know he'll do good so.
i didn't know how long i was packing for until i checked my phone and noticed it was five o'clock. the hell???
i got a message from joão, once again.
JOÃO 🤎
joão
wanna meet up?
it's time for our match.
adelina
now!? but i'm so tired.
joão
and your point is?
i'm on my way.
seen
i groaned before throwing my phone onto my bed again. so unfair! i haven't even had lunch or took a nap. asshole, asshole, asshole.
i wore a random jersey i found in my closet, some shorts and my sneakers. i put my hair into a high ponytail and took a water bottle with me.
i waited outside, a few minutes later his car came into the driveway. i ran over and got into his car before buckling my seatbelt.
"you look ready." he said, looking me up and down. "shut up, asshole." i talked back, looking out the window.
"call me asshole again." he said, with a smirk. i turned my head to look at him with widened eyes.
"YOU PERVERT!" i shouted, hitting him repeatedly. "oh my god! stop, i'm driving." he said in between laughs.
i stopped for the sake of my life, glaring at him with crossed arms. "i'm sorry. did you not eat anything?" he asked.
"no. when i win, take me out for dinner." i said, coldly. he raised his eyebrows, surprised by my confidence. "guess you won't be eating dinner tonight." he mumbled loud enough for me to hear. i decided to shut up and continue looking out the window.
i quickly unbuckled my seat when we made it to his practice place. he turned my head around, leaning into kiss me. i leaned back, shaking my head. "no, we are enemies today."
"didn't we become girlfriend and boyfriend today?" he asked. "don't say that again. you're the one who decided today is our match day." i said, getting off the car.
he rolled his eyes before following me. i was taking this seriously, no way am i losing after all that confidence. i might cry if i do lose. but i won't.
i sat down on one of the benches, tying my shoes and took a drink of my water before standing on the center of the field.
"have you never played football before?" he asked, throwing me a pair of cleats. i almost fell as i tried to catch them, making him laugh.
once again, asshole! i put them on before stretching and warming up. i felt kind of thirsty and out of breath only after the warm ups. oh my god, what have i gotten myself into?
we started with the 1v1 and i began to feel a bit nervous. "where did your confidence go, lopes?" he asked, with a cocky smirk. "shut up." i talked back, quickly.
i was the one to defend and he was the attacker. i tried to control where he'd go because it was really all my decision. he started off slow but kept getting quicker and quicker, making me nervous.
i tried to cut around him which actually worked making me take the ball away from him. he tried to fight back, running behind me but it didn't work as i had my eyes on the goal and kicked it hoping it would make it in on time.
just as i hoped, i scored my first goal. i gasped before jumping around in excitement. "OH MY GOD, I WON! I WON!" he furrowed his eyebrows with hands on both hips. "no, no you didn't win. we're not done." he fought back.
the game took about twenty minutes, ending with him winning, 2-1. ugh, whatever. i still had the first goal!
he walked over to me, sitting next to me on the bench. "sorry i beat you. what do you want to eat?" he asked.
"do you wanna order pizza?!" i asked. "well, it's your choice so sure." he chuckled, looking at me before leaning in and pecking me on the lips.
"you were good though, not bad for a first time." he complimented me. "yeah, i watched youtube and tiktoks." i was disappointed but also kind of knew he was going to beat me.
we left to his car and made it to his home by the time it was seven o'clock. joão ordered a pizza as i looked around netflix to find something to watch.
i decided to turn on titanic because i never actually watched the full movie before. "are you depressed or something?" he asked, seeing what i turned on.
i threw a mini pillow at him and told him to shut up. he came and sat next to me, we ended up being really invested in the movie until the door bell rang. joão told me to get it but i decided to fake cry which worked.
i glued my eyes to the tv as he paid the guy and got the pizza. "it's still warm. what do you want to drink?" he asked, walking over to the kitchen.
"soda!" i answered, excitedly. a few minutes later, he came back with two bottles of soda and the pizza. he set them on the table in front of the tv so we could be comfortable and eat.
"i don't know if this pizza is delicious or if i'm just starving." i said, after taking a bite of my pizza slice. he nodded in agreement, still invested in the movie.
i finished eating before him so i took my cup and walked back to the kitchen, washing my hands.
joão walked back next to me, setting the pizza box on the counter. "i have to go home." i spoke.
he groaned, "can't you stay a little longer?" he asked. i smiled before shaking my head. "no, you have to finish packing and so do i." i reminded him.
"okay fine." he nodded before getting his car keys. i took my phone before walking out of the house, he followed behind me.
the car ride home felt shorter, i couldn't wait to get home. i loved being with joão, of course but i really needed to rest and finish packing so it's out of the way.
we had to leave in less than a week so the next few days i will barely be able to see joão. not until we get on the airplane.
he parked in front of my house, making me sad. i smiled at him before leaning in and kissing him. he immediately kissed back, caressing my face.
i snuck my hand into his fluffy hair, playing with it causing him to smile. i pulled away before it got intense, i really needed to get home and finish packing.
"i'll see you later." i spoke before pecking him on the cheek and leaving. i turned around to see him waving bye before driving off.
i quickly felt empty and alone without his touch as i entered the house. i already missed him knowing i can't see him the next days.
i also had some photo shoots and plans so maybe i won't think about it as much, i hope.
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that was a fucking lie. i just woke up, it's eleven in the morning and it feels weird not being able to text him. he's probably at practice, i hate this.
i had a photoshoot to do with clara later at three so i decided to have a quick snack before taking a shower and getting ready.
clara told me she would pick me up so i got ready a bit earlier than usual and waited for her out front.
a couple of minutes later, i saw her drive by and ran over to her car. "HI!" she exclaimed in excitement.
we started talking as she drove to the place where the photoshoot was being held. "i miss andre but he's going out to a party with his teammates and invited me. so i get to see him!" clara explained, excitedly again.
joão hasn't spoken to me all day, he must be tired or something. i didn't pay any attention to it as we got to work.
"let's gooo!!" clara said as she walked in. she's always the one to open up the conversations and talk to others. everyone at work knows her and comes up to her. it kind of offended me, nobody approached me but it was probably because i don't really talk.
i was on my phone as the crew worked on my hair and makeup. i kept looking through joão's instagram, i really missed him today.
i wanted to like his posts and be able to comment stuff but the people won't leave us alone. if i breathed next to him, they would absolutely ship the hell out of us which i'm okay with but it comes with a ton of risks.
just then, my phone started to ring. joão's name appearing. i couldn't answer him because i was at work and the people are noisy so i had to hang up.
i quickly texted him that i couldn't talk because i'm work. he texted me back, asking if i wanted to go to the party with him. i tried to hide my smile as i read his text.
"of course!!" i texted back, blushing uncontrollably. "good because i wouldn't have went without you." he texted back.
my smile faded when my overthinking took over, oh my god. this is gonna be the first time i see them and actually talk to them. joão and i will be in public, well only with his teammates and their friends, etc but still.
the photoshoot ended up going very smoothly. the pictures ended up looking HOT AS FUCK. i was super excited to be able to post them and show everyone.
clara and i always work well together, i love being with her during work because it makes me have more fun and actually enjoy the day.
but now it was time for me to go home and get ready for the party, lord help me.
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