Laserlight
I guess I just gotta say that this is the first One Shot I write in English about football. I have fanfictions and stuff about 1D lol so I hope you like this one and who knows? I may write more. I'm sorry if it has grammar mistakes because English isn't my first lenguage.
You and me; face to face. And there’s so much I could say. The world starts shaking; they keep talking but we keep walking to the light.
I found the doorknob by touching the taxi’s door that had driven me outside of the huge department block. After paying the old Catalan man I got out of the yellow car. I walked slowly but I wasn’t sure if the reason was either my new red stilettos killing my feet or that I saw all the street kind of blurry.
Anyway, I made my way to the glass front door of the familiar building. My heels stopped making its familiar sound as I stepped inside of the place that had a huge navy blue carpet covering the floor.
I coughed to catch the attention of the young man who was in the front desk but just a second later I noticed how his eyes were closed and he was breathing heavily. He was asleep. Well, that wasn’t a problem at all because I knew my way to Sergi’s place and this could be like a “surprise”.
The elevator was as quite as all the building but it seemed reasonable at 3 am? Or it was even later? Agh. Who cares? I shouldn’t be doing this but here I was following all the reckless thoughts of my mind.
I took the uncomfortable red stilettos off and my feet feel much better even when my height decreased like fifteen centimeters.
In the little screen above the buttons appeared the number eleven before the door opened making a little sound that made me laugh for some strange reason. Oh yeah, it was because I was all tipsy and my friend sent me to Sergi’s department.
I will let the still good side of my mind explain this.
Everything started earlier tonight; I was clubbing with two friends who brought their boyfriend and let me by myself. After awhile they came and said ‘You should had invited Sergi’ but there was no way I was inviting him because he was so full of himself with that cocky smile and…I don't know I just wanted to kill him for existing.
Who I want to fool? Every time he smiled I was totally overwhelmed.
The thing was that after some drinks I felt brave enough to accept it. So it was now or never; and I decided that now would be an amazing time to tell Sergi that I liked him. A lot.
And that was how I was standing right in front of his door. The doorbell rang as I pressed the little button next to his door.
Please, God. Please, make Sergi open the door instead of asking who I am.
-Quién?- I heard his familiar strong Catalan accent through the speakers.
-Nevaeh.
That’s all I needed to say and the door was opened. A very sleepy Sergi Roberto who seemed to be affected by the heat of the season because he was just wearing a pair of lose shorts and was shirtless appeared. For God’s sake, I knew this wasn’t a good time to come but fuck you mind or heart or whatever.
-What?
And I kissed him. This wasn’t my mind, I can accurate you. This was my bloody heart making weird stuff against my will. But I bet the kiss wasn’t against Sergi’s will at all. I felt his thick soft lips melted with mine and my mouth adapted to the sweet but rough kiss that I was sharing with the blue maybe green eyed boy.
-Sergi, I…- I broke the kiss away and breathed heavily almost against his skin
-You are drunk- he didn’t ask. It was a statement.
I rolled my eyes. I knew I was kind of tipsy but not that drunk.
-Not at all- I said quietly
-You’re lying. I bet you drank a bottle down by yourself.
My mouth made an ‘O’ shape as I heard his words.
-No? Entonces soy un mentioso? You kissed me and there’s no way you will do that without a huge amount of alcohol in your system- Sergi smiled after saying this. He knew he was right.
-I freaking like you- I said looking at my toes and he let a light laugh captivate my ears.
-I know that.
I raised an eyebrow now looking at him. I always tried to be a bitch around him and I knew sometimes it didn’t work but I always did my best.
-Nobody can resist my charm.
-Oh shut up!
I hit Sergi playfully on his tummy. I still knew Sergi was the cheekiest man ever alive.
He let me come in and I kept my hand in anything near of me so I couldn’t fall. My highlights weren’t the best right now, believe me.
-Qué? You can’t walk, cariño?- he asked raising and eyebrow smiling.- You really need to learn how to drink.
-You should be grateful to the alcohol cause without it you could have died without hearing my voice accept this thing- I answered as he helped me to sit in his black couch.
-I may have to say that this is a very romantic way to tell me that you like me, Neveah- Sergi told me while he got up looking around and I followed his gaze
His department was just like the first time I visited it. All the things at their respective place so they could radiate calm and armory. I could remember myself giving Sergi a full report of the construction he lived in. I bet he got bored but he didn’t complain because he knew it was either I talk about structures or I leave.
-Sabes, you look like a baby Tarzan- I said laughing and he looked at me quietly.- with your curls but you are way too fit to be a baby.
-Would you rather water of coffee?- Sergi asked putting an strand of my black hair behind my ear
-Nada de eso!- I answered.- what about vodka or tequila?
-Agua will be- Sergi said and made his way to his kitchen.
I got up and started walking around the place. It was full of Sergi's face; Sergi smiling, Sergi having a laugh, Sergi playing football, Sergi wearing the Barça t-shirt, Sergi wearing the Spain NT t-shirt, Sergi with his teammates, Sergi with his family, a lot of Sergi.
-Where…?-
-Cuidado!- Sergi shouted and stopped the lamp that was about to fall when I turned around.
-Perdón- I said while Sergi put the lamp on its place.- where was this picture take?
-Scotland. It was two years ago.
I kept watching the pictures and he stayed right behind me. I bet he was expecting me to set fire to his house or something.
-I need my vital space, you know.- I said turning around and Sergi had a glass of water on his right hand.- that’s mine, isn’t it?
Sergi handed me the glass and I drank the water down but it had a horrible taste.
-You’re still the stubborn girl even when you’re tipsy or drunk.
-
I felt myself coming back to the reality while the sunlight covered my face. I turned around to hide my face from the sun but I wasn’t that successful and my head pounded horrible from the movement.
Wait…it was impossible that the sunlight was in my face because the window was like in the right wall of the room!
I opened my eye abruptly and literally, the sun burned my eyes. And my head ached like hell and Gosh, where the hell was I?! My eyes got used to the sunlight that covered all the room. I can assure you that this wasn’t my room unless I changed the yellow wall to a navy blue wall yesterday.
And believe me, something way more horrible than waking up in a random room without remembering it; It’s hearing the shower stop.
I made myself remember all the details of the preview night even when something was killing my head. I went clubbing, danced, chatted with my girls, drink a bottle, and went to Sergi’s place. Gosh, I actually did it; it wasn’t a dream.
-You’re up, bella durmiente- his familiar voice half sang and I turned around to found a wet Sergi standing in nothing but a towel
-What happened?
-No recuerdas, right?- Sergi said and I nodded examining all his body
- Not everything- I murmured now looking at my hands.- did something happened between us?
I passed my hand in the space between Sergi and I.
-Nothing- he denied my statement.- you just said you liked me.
He passed his hand in his hair. I knew he wanted to ask me something; he always touched his curls when he wanted to.
-You wanna ask me something, go on- I encourage him.- but don’t take long time my head is killing me!
-Do you actually like me? Or it was just the alcohol?- he said and I bitted my lower lip trying to find a good answer to tell him the truth.
But I couldn’t find something better.
-Yes.
-Bien, because I wanted to do something you did last night.
-What?- I asked confused because he told me that nothing happened last night and as nothing I actually expected nothing!
Sergi crossed the space between us and our lips and kissed me.
