*Authors note!*
Kind boring, I know. I'm sorry, I will try and think of better things to write and think of some action to put. If you must know, I am a spontaneous writer and can't jot down ideas before writing. It will mess me up big time and I will get severe writers block. Bare with me please(:
*Paige*
"They all look like girls." Yandel scoffed while looking at the music video on my laptop. "And they dance like fags. "
"Jealous much?"
He rolled his eyes and threw his arms in the air dramatically. "Ok. Cause' I soooo think these guys will take my Paige away! Don't leave me Paige!"
The song continued to play and he grew quiet as he got his bag together.
For weeks now we weren't bothered by Cristiano or Real Madrid for that fact. "This isn't even in English."
"But its catchy."(Song they are listening to is on the side, btw)
He smirked and raised his brows, "You won't burn the house down while I'm gone will you?"
"No daddy." I giggled, his slightly amused expression sent another wave of laughter to bubble in my stomach. Before I could laugh, my phone vibrated on my lap and noticed on the caller ID that it was Nacho probably calling to find out when his brother was coming.
"What?" I groaned.
"Paigey!" The familiar bubbliness brought a smile to my face almost instantly. It's been weeks since last speaking with him, and I hate myself for losing contact with my very best friend, but the drama was waaay to overwhelming.
"Marcelo! Why are you using Ignacio's phone..aren't you suppose to be back in Madrid by now?"
The line grew quiet for a few seconds then burst into laughter. "You're an asshole." Marcelo mumbled, obviously towards Ignacio. If not, he's lucky I am not seeing him in person. "Anyway!" He chirped, "Casillas is getting married! He wanted me to invite you to the wedding because..well..he doesn't know your address.."
It was about time for Iker to propose to his girlfriend Sara, who in my opinion, was perfect for him. I would often pick on him for being so nervous as to propose but he would always give me the same excuse, "It's not the right time." Of course, he does it when I'm not around!
"So you're coming right!?" Marcelo's voice broke my train of thought and caused me to answer without thinking. "Of course. When is it?"
"Next week."
"So soon?" I gasped and grabbed the calender on my desk. Yandel walked into my line of vision and mouthed that he had to go to practice. I nodded my head and he sped out of the house, him always being late, and left me to think.
"Well, you were gone for a while, Paigey. They've had months to plan this."
A slight groan came out of my mouth accidently and caught Marcelo off guard. "I don't know, I need to talk to my coach and then Yandel.."
"Ignacio talked to him about it last night and he said okay! Your coach should say yes! No excuses Paige Lee!"
"You never really answered my question to why you were still here.."
Marcelo grumbled another set of words then grew quiet again. "Marcelo!"
"Sorry! Well, I came to see you." The silence on my end of the phone let him finish the sentence in a hurry, "Alone. Don't worry. I'm sorry for what happened.."
"Cristiano being Cristiano.." I sighed and let the images of the night burst through my head. I figured that I should just get over it and try to forget, but that was easier said then done.
"You better come! Pack your shit, Paige! I'm leaving in 2 days and I am taking you with me."
"Fine, just.." My eyes wandered around the quiet apartment and stopped at the bathroom door. I was terrified to go in there now. I don't want to read it. The thought of it made me want to throw up.
'I gotta go." I said and hung up before he could speak another word. Fresh air was needed badly.
*Cristiano*
Iker ran back and forth around my villa organizing and decorating. Ever since I offered him my villa for the wedding reception, he's never left my house. Not that I don't like the company, really I do, it's just so overwhelming. "Now, now Ronnie." He sat down next to me finally taking a breaher. "Your time will come. I know I may look flustered and irritated most of the time, but I am as happy as can be."
"Yeeaah, I'd rather stay single."
He shook his head and soon was back to the decorations. Marcelo was back in America to visit Paige so right now I felt lonelier than ever. The fact that he went to go pick up Paige for the wedding made me even more lonelier. Seeing her here in a romantic setting will make things worse and will only make me do something that will make her push me away even more.
I give up. No, this doesn't mean running to Lexi and making desperate love to her, this means patching things up with Paige. It was obvious to me that without her in my life, it's so boring and dull. I atleast want us to be friends or neutral. Fighting isn't helping anything.
Although, I do believe that her leaving Madrid was for the best. So many bad things could have happened with her by my side. Haters, death threats, and even worse. Jonas recently got released on bail and was looking for her. Just thinking of that night sent chills down my spine. The paleness in Paige's face, her limp body in my arms, I wanted all those images to go away. Now with her returning for a short period of time, Jonas is bound to find out and come find her. I'm afraid, I really am. Nothing can happen to her, I won't allow it. It kills me that I let her go so damn easily, I could protect her, I could be everything she wanted.
I can't do anything to convince her. It's around that time to just sit back and let everything fall into place. It shouldn't be this hard, and I'm damn sure that Paige is the one I will end up with. I just need to let my wall down and be a better person towards her. These past few weeks have been hell at the thought of her hating me again..I can't let us drift like last time.
Hell no.
*Yandel*
Once I walked in the apartment, Paige was no where to be found. In all honesty, it worries me. I've been on my guard ever since Cristiano came. Paige was mine and I wasn't going to lose her to some smooth talking spanish speaking douche bag. If her bubbly friend Marcelo didn't stop Cristiano, something would have gone wrong.
I trust Paige, I do, but I don't trust him. He has the ability to mind control and broad and make them fall in love with them. The whole situation about her going to Madrid does leave me antsy, but I can't keep her from her home either. I'd go with her, but then I can't leave while my team is just barley making it to championships.
"Paige?"
I tried calling through the apartment and walked into the rooms. "You in here?" The light in the bathroom was blinking and reminded me that I need to keep the lights off so I won't need to replace a bulb anytime soon. Yeah, I'm a cheap ass.
Once I stepped in the bathroom, a box caught my eye and made me sick to my stomach. Actually it's what the stick said that made me sick.
Pregnant.