La Vida De Amor
Chapter 5
Antonio, Lovi, Feli and yourself made it to the train station just in time to board the train. The train ride was uneventful, most of the team was sleeping; including Feli, Lovi, and Gilbert. Francis and Antonio sat there and talked about the first game of the season, apparently they were facing their rival as the first game! Eventually even their chatter died down so the train cart was nearly silent except for the sound of one guy snoring in the back. You sat between a window and Antonio, he still hadn’t let go of your hand since leaving the locker-room. Not that I’m complaining…About anything. At ALL. You blushed as you remembered the events in the locker room. What do we do now though? You had been facing the window and observing the scenery whoosh by until you felt a hand on your cheek. You turned and saw Antonio, his eyes were like molten emerald; they glowed and glinted when he saw you. He had a small smile on his face, his expression was compassionate as you smiled back at him.
Neither of you said a word; you didn’t need to as you gazed into each other’s eyes. Gazing at each other, you both understood that what happened in the locker-room was no mistake and that neither of you regretted it. His smile broadened and he leaned over and gave you a kiss on the cheek. He lingered there for a second and whispered in your ear “chica, will you go on a date with me mañana?” You giggled quietly, “Tomorrow is a Tuesday! And the day before the first day of school” You pouted, I really want to go on a date! But I can’t go out late the night before the first day at La Universidad! You were still a bit of a nerd at heart.
Antonio chuckled and had a teasing smirk on his face “Who said we had to go outside La Vida?” You blushed slightly, his voice had taken on that sexy tone that made your body ache. “Count me in amigo” You winked and giggled as he rolled his eyes and grinned. This is nice…You leaned your head onto Antonio’s shoulder and sighed contently. A girl could really get used to this! Antonio kissed the top of your head and rested his cheek on the crown of your head. You couldn’t have been happier.
About twenty minutes later, you and Antonio were asleep leaning against each other. Francis glanced over at you two and chuckled, he whispered under his breath “ah Tony. I see you’ve found your tomato.”
Another thirty minutes passed before you reached Valencia, you left the train and followed Antonio through the Train station hand in hand. This is my first time travelling somewhere besides Madrid! It’s so nice! This was also the first time Los Leones had seen Antonio holding hands with someone, many of the guys stared in amazement while others sat there and began cracking jokes. But Antonio didn’t seem to notice, hell, you didn’t even notice! You were both completely enveloped in each other, Antonio would glance at you every few minutes to see if you were okay, his expression showed nothing but compassion for you. His emerald eyes were molten jade when he looked at you; when you’d catch him looking, he’d smile sheepishly and blush. He’s such a worrier…You couldn’t help but smile, that’s one thing you loved about him
Wait. Love? Do I….love him?
You didn’t entirely know yet, you knew you liked him for sure. But other than that, you knew is that Antonio made you feel like royalty and that no one had Ever made you feel that way before. Before you knew it, your friends’ words rang in your mind. “That man likes you. Don’t lose him.”
As you were deep in thought, you didn’t realize that you had left the train station and were now walking through Valencia. You continued walking through the city at a nice pace, there were several skyscrapers and many apartment buildings that towered over you. After several minutes Antonio looked around adoringly at the city. “You know (name), I’m glad you came” He smiled a heartwarming smile and gazed at you “Cuando ero niño, I came here all the time. Pero I’d rather come with you.” He kissed your cheek. “You know, I know nothing of your life. Will you tell me?” He gazed at you with pleading eyes, making a cute puppy dog face by pouting his lip. You couldn’t help but giggle, he’s just so cute!
You told him all about (country), how it was different from Spain. You told him of your childhood with (none/#of siblings) siblings and your best friend (friend’s name). He would laugh at your embarrassing childhood stories and he’d ask questions about your family. You told him about high school and how you were a bit of a nerd, you even talked about your old university and what you wanted to do with your life. Antonio listened intently and when you were done he hugged you and whispered “Gracias.”
You didn’t know how long you had been walking after you told Antonio about yourself, but your feet began to ache. Eventually you asked to stop and wait on a bench, especially since you were about one-hundred yards in front of the rest of the team. Antonio looked at you concerned “Are you okay, chica?” He took your hand, “If something is the matter, you’d tell me, no?” His emerald eyes were clouded with worry, his eyebrows knitted slightly and his luscious lips were slightly agape. His brown hair was ruffled from sleeping on the train still. Why is he so gorgeous? ”Oh! I uh- My feet just hurt that’s all…” You trailed off. Antonio stood up and turned so his back was towards you, “Jump on chica! I will carry you”
“Really, you’d do that?” You said, he chuckled and grabbed your legs, just barely under your butt. “Of course mi querida, I’d do anything for you.” With that he hoisted you up and wrapped your legs around his back, you wrapped your arms around his neck as well so you could hang on. Querida? What does that mean again? You were too embarrassed to ask so you just made a reminder to look it up later.
You continued walking for about ten more minutes, Antonio’s hands were on your upper thighs. His strong fingers were firm but gentle and the proximity of hands to your butt drove you insane. Antonio’s warm hands felt so nice on your thigh, you could only dream of what they’d feel like other places. Dios mio. I’m crazy! You snapped out of it just in time to see a beautiful beach just barely ahead. “Chica, this is Playa Malvarrosa!” In front of you was a large expansion of beach, the sand and surf must’ve gone on for several miles. Past the hot sand, was beautiful azure water. The waves rushed up onto the shore and crashed into the sand slowly and methodically. The water was a bright blue as it reflected the light from the early afternoon sky, towards the sand the water was a nice green blue which faded out to a darker blue as the water became deeper. It was beyond beautiful and unlike anything you had ever seen. You clung onto Antonio’s back, mouth agape and staring for several seconds until Antonio began moving towards the water. You could hear the team about ten yards behind you, they had caught up quickly in anticipation.
You overheard several conversations along the lines of “Look at the new girl getting it!” “(name)’s got a nice ass.” “will captain seal the deal?” “captain got a good catch” What the hell is wrong with them? You blushed and hid your face between Antonio’s shoulder blades. Then you heard a familiar voice “Whatever! She will obviously fall for the awesome me!” Gilbert. Several guys cracked up laughing “Hah! Okay Gil. Whatever you say.”
“Ha yea man, captains claimed his territory!” Gilbert growled and yelled at the guys, “WE’LL SEE JAH” That’s when Francis chimed in with a laugh and what sounded like a pat on the back, “Ohh my violent friend, you have much to learn! ‘Tony has found his tomate!”
“What?! He’s found his Tomate?”
“Are you sure?”
There was a collective murmur among the team about Antonio and his “tomate” as they walked through the sand to the surf. What’s his tomate? You were so confused, that is until Antonio began to place your feet back on the ground. When you looked around again you realized that you were maybe a foot away from the water. “(name) are you ready for a fiesta?” Antonio asked, you barely had time to ask what he was talking about before he threw off his shirt and ran into the water. He looked like a little kid, as he ran into the water he kicked the water up and was splashing all about. He had a large grin on his face and his hair bounced as he jumped around. “Vamos Chica!” (1)
You didn’t stop to consider what the team might think, you grabbed the hem of your dress and threw it off towards Antonio’s shirt. You kicked off your flip flops and ran full force into the water. At first, you were shocked at how warm and clear the water was. The water was like a warm bath and the sand was soft underneath your feet. You ran towards Antonio who was now chest deep in the water. You reached him eventually and realized that it was hard to touch the bottom so you struggled for a few seconds to stay afloat. You were a decent swimmer, but you were never good at treading water. You continued to struggle for a few seconds until you felt a pair of sturdy hands on your hips from behind. Turning around, you saw Antonio. He smirked and brought your hips close to his.
“Now chica, if you aren’t careful you might get yourself all wet.” He whispered in a husky voice. Suddenly he wrapped your legs around his hips and you wrapped your arms around his neck so you didn’t fall backwards. Before you knew it, your chest was pressed against his and your lips were just inches apart. His eyes shone with lust, similar to the locker room.
Slowly, Antonio began leaning towards your lips, you closed your eyes and waited for lips to touch yours. Antonio’s lips were just about to touch yours when you were both startled by an albino shouting “(name) LET’S PLAY THE VOLLEYBALL, JAH?” You and Antonio both jumped up startled. Antonio mumbled under his breath, “fucking albino bastard” You giggled and kissed his cheek. “Oh come on Antonio! Doesn’t that sound fun?” You smiled and wound your fingers in his wet hair teasingly. He seemed to purr and before you knew it his hands had moved from your waist to your butt. “Mh chica, I can only take this teasing so much.” He growled sexily, you felt yourself growing hot.
You could feel the blood rush to your cheeks. Suddenly Antonio’s hands on your butt squeezed down roughly. You gasped as the knot and heat in your abdomen only grew. His hands felt so nice on you, he was rough but not enough to cause you extreme pain. A devilish grin grew on Antonio’s lips and his eyes lighted up with a teasing hue. “Quiere mas?” (2) His normally cheery voice was low and husky again. You managed to gasp out a “si”, your breathing was shallower now and your body began to ache for him to touch you.
For once, you were about to make the first move and passionately kiss him but as you began moving towards him, Antonio’s head was knocked to the side by a flying white object. It was a volleyball, “HAHAHA LOSERS. COME ON” There stood Gilbert on the shore laughing. Antonio grumbled again but he grabbed the ball and grabbed your thighs again. He began carrying you out of the water and he placed you down once you reached the shore.
You and Antonio walked over to a nearby volleyball net, there the teams were chosen. You ended up on a team with Gilbert and Lovino while Antonio, Francis and Feli were on the opposing team. There were several extras per team so you, Lovino and several others decided to sit out a few rounds while the rest of the guys played. For soccer players, they were extremely good! Antonio was especially great, he dove after every ball he could and was always encouraging his teammates. Between him and Francis, who was an amazing spiker, their team soon took the lead. Gilbert was not happy.
He was shouting at his team and threatening them in German. Of course, no one knew what he was saying, but it was pretty funny to watch. After several serves and catching Antonio glancing at you, you turned to Lovi and hoped to relieve some of the tension. “So Lovino, do you like volleyball?”
“No” He replied gruffly. “I like soccer, tomatoes, and tomatoes.”
Well, he must like tomatoes. You didn’t really know what to say after that, then you remembered the scene he must’ve seen in the locker room. “Uhm, Lovino? About the locker room, I wanted to say..” You were about to apologize when he cut you off “Don’t. Antonio deserves it.” Huh? “What do you mean?” You asked.
“’Tony is always so supportive of everyone else. But people forget that the tomato bastard needs support too.” You didn’t expect this of Lovino…Ever. He just didn’t seem like the kind of guy to praise someone so readily. But he continued, “He has had a rough past, but he is a good bastardo. He’s saved me more than once, he took me in when I was a kid…” Lovi dropped his head, you couldn’t see his face past his hair; but you’d imagine it was full of pain and nostalgia. “Take care of him (name), you are his tomate.” Again, with the tomate, What’s with a tomate? Am I that red? Or fat? No entiendo (3). You were about to ask Lovi what being Antonio’s tomate meant when you heard Gilbert shouting at you. “Come on (name)!” Gilbert tossed the ball at you. You got up and joined the game, you didn’t want to serve first so you took the top left position, closest to the net. Looking towards the net, you came face to face with Feli. “Vee~(name), did you enjoy talking to mi fratello?” You smiled at Feli, “Si! He’s nice!” As soon as you said that, Gilbert served the ball over.
The game continued on without you having to touch the ball until it was your turn to serve. You were nervous because you didn’t know how to serve, so once Gilbert tossed you the ball; you just stood there dumbfounded. What do I do? Before you knew it, Gilbert was standing in front of you “Everything gut?” He asked, his piercing red eyes staring into yours. You looked away and mumbled “I don’t know how to serve.” Gilbert kind of chuckled and stood beside you attempting to show you how to serve. Clumsily, you attempted to hit the ball several times; but missed. Eventually, you ended up with Gilbert directly behind you, holding your arms and showing you the motion. It was an exceedingly uncomfortable position to be in, especially since every time you glanced over at Antonio, you could practically see the annoyance radiating off of him. You could tell that his emerald eyes were near slits and his ever-present grin was gone. He stood there with his arms across his chest, you felt so bad.
The both teams had decided to take a lunch break as a “half-time” in the game as you were starting to get the hang of serving. Everyone except Antonio and Gilbert left. Once most of the teams had gone, Gilbert kept getting closer and closer to you. You could feel his breath on your cheek as he rested his chin on your shoulder. You also noticed that his hands had moved from your arms to shoulders, they inched their way down your shoulders as well.
As you were about to serve your first serve, you tossed the ball up and time seemed to slow. That’s when you became aware of a pressure and warmth on your breast. It was Gilbert, he had tried to cope a feel while you served. But instead of serving, you caught the ball, whipped around and hit him in the face with it. What an Ass! If there was one thing you hated, it was someone trying to take advantage of you. You slammed the ball into his face, successfully knocking him down onto the sand. Before you knew it, Antonio was on top of him and punching.
Antonio got several good hits in before you managed to yank Antonio off of Gil. You yelled for Francis who came sprinting over, he was able to subdue Antonio in a headlock until he was able to calm down. Gilbert on the other hand, was more than calm; he was knocked out. He had the beginning of a black eye and a bloody nose. It had all happened in a matter of seconds so several of the guys hadn’t realized what had happened. As soon as someone pointed out Gilbert on the ground, they walked over and found him unconscious. You on the other hand, were in front of Antonio and Francis. Antonio was still in a rage, his eyes were full of anger and he kept struggling against Francis. “te detesto!”(4) Antonio shouted, he shouted every curse word he seemed to know too.
You stood in front of him and Francis, he glared at you. As you looked in his eyes, you noticed something else besides anger. He’s hurt… You knew it was your fault, you should’ve said something…All you could think to say was “I’m sorry Antonio” Once you uttered those words, his gaze softened immediately and he hung his head. “No no, I am sorry (name) I shouldn’t have…” You cut him off by placing your hand on his cheek and kissing him gently. “Antonio, you did that for me. Thank you” Francis released Antonio and you hugged him tightly. He gripped you tightly as well, it felt so right to be in his arms. You both stayed there for a minute or so until you pulled back and peered into each other’s eyes. Antonio still had hurt hiding in his eyes, so you both walked back into the water so he could calm down a bit more as the team gathered around Gilbert.
Gilbert ended up being okay, he just had a bloody nose and a black eye but no serious damage. You encouraged Antonio and Gilbert to talk it out, they did and they made up. Gilbert apologized to you and Antonio for grabbing you; Antonio apologized for beating the crap out of Gil. They laughed, hugged, and joined the rest of the team for lunch.
The rest of the afternoon continued without a hitch; the team decided to call the volleyball match a tie and the guys just ran around splashing each other for several hours. The game “dunk the captain” came about, so of course you contributed by distracting Antonio so his teammates could dunk him. Eventually he stopped falling for it and scooped you up in his arms; he ran around trying to dunk his friends with you in his arms. It didn’t work very well but it was fun!
After a long afternoon at the beach, the team decided to head back to the station and wait for the last train out of Valencia. Somehow, you ended up giving Antonio a piggyback! It was quite a comical sight; after several steps Antonio jumped off your back, lifted you up and slung you over his shoulder. The team got a kick out of that, they also got a nice view of your butt. But you tried not to think about that!
The train on the ride from Valencia to Madrid was an overnight train so there were beds that the riders could sleep on. The ride from Valencia back to La Universidad wasn’t an over-night trip, but the team loved the idea of a siesta after a long day. The team split up into different rooms. You ended up in a room with Antonio, Lovino and Francis. There were two beds per room, so you of course stayed in a bed with Antonio while Lovi and Francis bickered. Lovi kept calling Francis a “perverted wine-loving bastard” to which Francis would respond “ohonhonhonhon just let me touch your curl.” Lovi would smack Francis and kick him off the bed, eventually Francis would crawl on and try again. You and Antonio laughed at their bickering. Antonio laid on his back with his arms behind his head, you rested your head on his chest and intertwined your legs. You were never cold in Antonio’s arms because he was so warm. When you began to drift off, he kissed the top of your head and whispered “Buenos noches mi tomate.”
That reminded you to ask about the tomate thing, so you mumbled “Antonio, what does it mean that I’m your tomate?” Antonio laughed nervously and blushed, “ah! I thought you were asleep. Pero, when I was a boy I told all mis amigos that I was going to marry a tomato because they were beautiful, unique, and delicious. But all mis amigos said ‘Tony, estas loco! (5) you can’t marry a plant’ So I told them I’d find someone who was ‘mi tomate’, someone as beautiful, unique and delicious as a tomato.” You couldn’t help but giggle, this is just too cute! “So I’m tu tomate?” You asked innocently, you bit your lip and gazed up at him with a fake innocent gaze. He laughed and nodded.
“I don’t think I’m delicious though”
Antonio scoffed “of course you are (name)!”
You grinned and snorted “pfft whatever” You stuck your tongue out at him too.
Suddenly you felt his lips on your nose and then on your lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue and yours danced and intertwined. Leaving no space untouched and no breath in the both of you, when you finally pulled away to breathe. Antonio ginned his cheeky grin and winked “See? Delicious!”
1. Let’s go Chica!
2. (do) You want more?
3. I don’t understand
4. I hate you!
5. You’re crazy!