The Man Who Stole My World
Shocking I Know

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had to leave and had to go and finish her job. I looked at the walls and saw photos of famous players. I breathed in as I remembered my dad, my dad was a football fan he loved it so much. In actuality Manchester United was his favourite English team even though he used to say Portuguese play better than any other. He was in a car crash after coming from a football game some drunk was driving and he hit my father can you say odd. I could fill my eyes water but I had handle. If can this handle this four years ago I still can.

"Hey" I heard someone say. I looked up and saw Lauren walking further towards me a stack of papers were carried on her left arm.

"Oh! Hey Lauren" I replied"So what do you think about Old Trafford?" She asked

"So far, it's been great everyone is nice" I said while playing with my ring "Well that's good love, I'm glad you like it. Well I have to go and make copies so-"

"Lauren I could do that for you! I mean I can help you with making the copies" I replied"Are sure about that Alessandra…you don't have too" Lauren insisted "Call me Ale and yes I would like too help you and all'"Okay Ale here you go the copy room is in the 1st floor take a right and there should be a room and when your done you can take it too my office "

"Thanks!" I replied. And with that I took off. "Okay she said first floor on the right" I mutter to myselfI finally reached it and by look of it, it looked quite difficult I put the first paper and opened the top of the copy machine. I looked at each button hoping to find the copy button. I groaned. Why did even tell her I wanted to help her.

"Crap you stupid machine! Damn you!" I said I was frustrated. I couldn't find the stupid button. "It's right her honey!" I looked up and saw Wayne Rooney pushing the copy button.I blushed and said " oh thanks""What are you doing here anyway?" I asked"Why? Don't you want me here" Wayne asked"No, not at all I am just wondering since your supposed to be in training " I replied"

Well to begin with I had to use the loo, and on my way out of the loo I heard someone curse out a machine and here I am" Wayne said "Oh well thanks anyway I'm glad you were there if not I would of murdered this machine""No prob." And with that he walked off. Right before smiling at me.

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I stepped out of the room and I tried to remember the way back to the third floor. I clearly needed a map of this Old Trafford. I pity myself I couldn't even follow easy directions back. I kept walking at least trying to find my way back when I heard people talking I entered the room and Oh my eyes. It was the shower room. Oh dear god I was blushing like you can't even imagine. I saw each and every player semi-naked. I have been in shock that I let the papers fall. I started to pick them as quickly as I could before they go wet.

The only one that seem to notice my presence was Cristiano. He walked towards me his towel around his waist and he preciously helped me with papers."Uh Thank you thank you" I said I was actually grateful for helping me. Just imagine if all the papers got wet. Lauren would of literally murder me."I am glad that I helped" he said

"So um what exactly are you doing?" he askedI blushed completing forgetting about how a git he was "Um well I kind of got lost" I repliedCristiano than chuckled

" Don't worry Alessandra it happens to everyone, well actually it happened to me""Um how about I can help you find you way back to-"Lauren's office" I finished for him I really did need help "Oi! Everybody hide yourself there's a girl in here" I heard Wayne yell. And hiding his private area with his hand. Soon everybody started yelling dramatically which I knew they were only Joking."But first let me change" Cristiano said while laughing at Wayne's comment."Oi! What are you doing here?" I heard Wayne ask me. While I was about to leave.I turned around and said

" I got lost"What I said happen to amuse everyone cause the whole lot started laughing.

"She got lost!" I could hear Wayne say rather loudly. All I did was laugh if of. I stood behind the wall waiting for Cristiano to come out. I silently breathed in I was. The guy that I despise is here helping me. But hey he doesn't know that I am not quite fond of him. But I got a good excuse he is a manwhore. He is a dirty little manwhore."Ready?" Cristiano said. I simply nodded Soon we both started walking. It was awfully quite.

At beginning of the talk." So…uh where are you from?, I can tell your not from here" Cristiano began."Well I am from Portugal"My reply surprised him."What part?""Lisboa, and your obviously from Portugal right? He nodded and began " então o faz ter namorado"?" [Do you have a BF?]. To me this questions was quite blunt. Where was he getting at with this question.

"No, not at this moment I just arrived in England a week ago, and Portugal when I was in Portugal I made sure I didn't have one and you?" I frowned I had to break up with Carlos before I got to England.

I mean he was in Portugal and I was here In England it just wouldn't work it. You know what I mean."Nope, right now I am single" He replied"For how long!" I replied sarcastically. I mean lets be real it wouldn't be long before he had another girlfriend and than dump her this was some routine for him."What's that supposed to mean?" he asked. I guess he really didn't know what I was talking about, because somehow he seemed curious what I was going to say next."Sabe que você tem uma reputação sobre mulheres?" I said replying him in Portuguese. "Yes I guess you can say I have rep.

with women" he admitted quite ashamed of himself." What I am trying to say is that you use women and that's not a way to treat someone, you get what I mean" I asked I finally letting out the rage I had in me. Telling Cristiano how it is was quite awkward. I looked up and saw Cristiano in deep thought.

"Well yes I see what you mean, but how do you know it is all true" He replied shoving his hands in his pockets. I was killer for that."Pft! Cristiano they are loads of images of you and women" I said. Seriously he is acting like he has never seen the pictures in the newspaper. And adding " doing certain activities" I said sounding quite serious.

But I guess Cristiano didn't he burst out laughing. I gave him a disappointing look and for sure that made him stop."I'm sorry it just that "certain activities" "he said. I could tell he was trying hard not to laugh."How about, let me make it up for you?" he said stopping me."And how so?" I replied I knew where this was coming and I knew what I was going to say.

"How about a date?" Cristiano asked I looked at him and back at the ground.

"I am sorry but no, it's okay there is no need for you to make it up for me" I replied and with that I left Cristiano the Cristiano Ronaldo alone and with a huge NO!. I for once I felt victorious and I knew I wasn't going to fall for him. For Mr. Twinkle Toes.

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~Londone