FC Barcelona FanFiction

Lay Your Guard Down: Chapter 3

i just updated interns and here is as promised chapter 3!

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I was walking from college to my house. I could either take the long way or take the metro. I decided today that I would take the long way so I could do some shopping.

“We meet again,” Cristian said out of nowhere.

“What the flip?! Are you stalking me?!” I asked him. It wasn’t the first time, he seemed to be doing this a bit more often ever since the day in the store. What the heck was wrong with him? Didn’t he have practice?

“No, I checked twitter,” he said, “You have locations on your tweets.” Ugh I better turn it off but hes checking my tweets to see where I am?

“Don’t you have practice?!” I asked him walking fast past him. Unfortunately he’s a soccer player so stamina wasn’t an issue for him. He came up swiftly next to me.

“I finished,” he said.

“Oh and then came to stalk me,” I said struggling to walk fast while trying to dodge people. I thought I had lost him but I wasn’t that fortunate. When I looked up he was still there.

“What do you want!?” I asked him.

“I’m making you annoyed again,” he said happily as if annoying me was a game.

“Do you not have any girl to sleep with?!” I shouted at him and got a few looks from older people. He carried on with his amused face.

“Ok, I’ll push you into a bus if you don’t leave me alone,” I said as he laughed taking it as a fake threat.

“You don’t believe me? Fine,” I said as I pushed him onto the road of an oncoming car. He quickly jumped back onto the pavement.

“Are you crazy?! You could have killed me!” he said to me in shock and now I was the one with the smug smile.

“What a shame that would be,” I said sarcastically.

“Do you know how much I’m worth?” he asked me.

“You’re worth zero to me,” I said not even looking at him.

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After the whole almost killing him fiasco he hadn’t been stalking me. It was strange, I knew he had some hidden agenda. We had always had this banter way of speaking but it was only when I happened to see him when I was with Evita, never just him and me. I knew something was up but I had no clue what it was. One thing I was sure of, was that Cristian Tello was a boy( not man cause he isn’t one) who would do anything to get what he wants even if that meant talking to me. I couldn’t ask Evita what he wanted because that would mean she would have to talk to him and I wasn’t going to put her through that. Considering they barley spoke she probably wouldn’t know anyway.

I was sitting in my normal lecture hall more towards the back. I took out my space case and notepad and got ready for the lecture. It wasn’t exactly an exciting subject but I had to listen to understand it. The professor began and 15 minutes in we all heard the door open. A student was late and was probably going to get shouted at by the professor but for some strange reason they didn’t. The professor carried on as if nothing happened. We all looked to see who it was. My eyes widened in shock. No. Effing. Way.

“You can sit here,” the blond that irritated me said.

“Gracias senorita,” Cristian told her and she smiled flirtatiously, “But I’m going to sit over there,” he said as her face dropped. I could not help but smile as a saw her become confused but then I clicked about where he pointed to. Nooooo! Why did I chose a row with no one else in it?! And what the hell is he doing here?! At my university! This lecture was never that full so there were barely people at the back. I felt him take a seat next to me.

“Hola Rachel,” he said to me knowing I wanted to punch his face.

“Do you want to die?” I asked him quietly while looking at the slides on the projector.

“No, I came to learn,” he said seriously taking out a notebook and pen. He could not be serious. He stared at the professor intently. The professor took a look at him and nodded. Damn royalty.

I tried to pretend that he wasn’t there and focus on the lecture. It was amazing, he was actually quiet and I started taking notes.

“Wow, you really concentrate,” he said looking at me and I closed my eyes to compose myself.

“Please go away,” I said to him through gritted teeth.

“I want to learn,” he said.

“Then go sit next to blondie,” I said to him.

“She’s not as much fun as you,” he said.

“Guess you haven’t spent a night with her then,” I said not looking at him. He seemed to chuckle genuinely.

“Didn’t see you saying something like that,” he said amused.

“Look, please go,” I said almost pleading but I wasn’t going to give him that satisfaction.

“Rachel, no talking,” my professor said to me as Cristian laughed a bit besides me. Seems like he just got his satisfaction. What the hell?! He was getting me in trouble, in my lecture that he doesn’t attend!

“Yes, no talking Rachel,” Cristian said mimicking the professor.

 I sighed, this lecture was going to be pure torture for me.

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I was at my normal café that I always came to on Thursday afternoons after my afternoon lecture. At least I knew he would not be here. After Tuesday’s lecture, which he got me into trouble a few times, I couldn’t concentrate. He had left after it because he had practice, thank god.

“Gracias,” I said to Hector the normal waiter who brought me a latte. He was cute and I always had a crush on him but I was never the person to initiate something so I simply stared at him and that was it.

“This seat isn’t taken right?” I heard a voice that I could not believe I was hearing. How the hell did he know I was here?!

“How-,” I said lost for words as I saw Cristian taking a seat.

“I have a tazer,” I told him in a deadly tone as he sat down.

“I’m not scared,” Cristian said as I took the tazer out and held it to his face.

“Ok, ok!” he said looking a bit scared. I could tell he thought at first it was an empty threat but I had a feeling the memory of me pushing him on the road came to his mind.

“Go. Away,” I said in a deadly tone.

“Look-,” he began.

“What the hell do you want with me?! I don’t deserve this abuse!” I said shouted at him.

“Well some might disagree,” he said.

“I’ll report you to the police!” I said.

“You do know my father is good friends with the main supervisor,” he said enjoying showing off his connections.

“You invaded the one place I thought I would not see your face!” I said infuriated.

“Why are you here?!” I asked him.

“To see you,” he said.

“That’s a lie,” I said knowing he was talking nonsense.

“Ok Evita told me to find you,” he said.

“That is crap,” I said, “She would have called me.”

“I need help with work,” he said trying his luck.  Yeah right.

“Your job is to kick a ball!” I said, “Tell me the truth Tello,” I said staring him down.

“The truth?” he asked me.

“Yes, or I swear I will shock the crap out of you,” I said sick of him, “And where it hurts too,” I said moving my eyes down.

“Fine,” he said feeling defeated, “My friends dared me to go out with you on a date,” he said simply. I was frozen for a few moments but then I slowly sat down on my chair. I didn’t even realize I was standing and stretching over the table before.

“I see,” I said rolling my eyes and piecing everything together.

“What? You’re calm after I told you that?” he said very confused.

“Yeah,” I said sipping my coffee. At least everything the idiot did made sense now.

“Huh?” he said not understand anything.

“You told me the truth,” I shrugged.

“So wait telling the truth works?” he asked in shock.

“Duh, what the hell, do you lie about everything?” I asked him as he stayed silent.

“Why am I not surprised,” I said, “And now everything makes sense.”

“What do you mean?” he asked.

“Please, there was no way you were stalking me all those times just to be with me,” I said disgusted with that fact.

“So, you’ll agree to go out with me?” he asked me and it actually hit me. Oh wait, his friends dared him to go out on a date with me. I stared up at the ceiling annoyed. If I said no he would not leave me alone, I was guaranteed to see his face for the rest of my life.

“Will you leave me alone?” I asked trying to make a deal with him. “You’re damn lucky my professor was a Barca fan otherwise the disruption you caused in my class would have really got me in trouble.”

“Last time I checked he was shouting at you,” he said as I gave him a death glare.

“Look you have affected my life-,” I said as I cut him off.

“I affect your life?” he said amused. I hit my forehead with my palm. This was going to be a loooooooong day.