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''He- hello? Who is this this?'’
‘’Oh um hey it’s me, I mean its Le- Lionel…. Messi.’’
‘’Oh wow um, hey Messi? I didn't know you had my number.’’
‘’Yeah sorry I…. I asked Xavi if he could call Iker and get it for me, so you’ll probably get some questions from him about that later, Xavi questioned me like crazy.’’
‘’Oh alright well…. What can I help you with Le- I mean Lionel?’’
‘’Call me Leo!! And well, I was just thinking of you, thinking maybe you wanted to get together, just the two of us to…. Talk I guess, I don’t know. The season is almost over, we could hang out.’’
Cris scratched his head and had a very confused look on his face, after all it wasn't every day his ‘’rival’’ called to get together with him, but the idea seemed tempting for some reason, though he refused to let that show in his voice.
‘’I don’t know Leo I mean, why? Not that I mind but where would we even hang out, what is there for us to talk about?’’
‘’Cris it’s not like we need any exact subject do we? Listen I just thought about you, our last exchange to be more specific, and there’s something I need to meet with you about alright?’’
‘’Okay it’s whatever then if you need to it couldn't kill me.’’
At that Leo pulls the phone away and lets out a frustrated sigh, why does he have to be that way? Yes, he’s probably confused but he sounds like he doesn't even care. Leo returns the phone to his ear.
‘’Okay great so I can come to Madrid, what days are you free?’’
‘’Honestly, wait until maybe the second week, I need some family time, is that cool?’’
‘’Great!!.... I mean, yeah that’s fine we can text for the details.’’
‘’Okay that works, I guess I’ll talk to you later then?’’
‘’Yeah, talk to you later….. Oh and Cris!!’’
‘’Yeah?’’
Leo’s tone turned to something that chilled Cristiano’s spine and made him wonder why a voice, especially the voice of Lionel Messi allowed for him to be so put off.
‘’We’re going to have a really good time, I’ll make sure of it, goodnight Cristiano.’’
And God the way he says his full first name.
‘’Yeah um, goodnight‘’
They both hung up, and suddenly Cristiano felt a weird feeling in his stomach, maybe it’s in his head but he swears Messi’s voice had undertones of lust, like he wanted him or had something devious planned but…no!!
Cris shook his head and smiled at how silly he could be sometimes.
‘’No….’’ he said quietly to himself, his expression dropping and mind beginning to race again, God what would this meeting do to him.