I'm Not Her Boyfriend

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'What are you going to say to him?' Luca asked excitedly.

'Erm, nothing!' I replied. 'What makes you think I'm even going to answer?'

'Because why wouldn't you?' he asked confused.

'Because I don't want to.'

He launched for my phone. 'Give it to me!'

'No!' I said holding onto my phone for dear life.

'Give it!' Luca said grabbing it.

We were each pulling at the phone, mumbling stuff to eachother, until we both dropped on the floor.

'OUCH!' Luca said.

'OUCH YOU?! OUCH ME!'

Without realising, Luca grabbed a hold of my phone and instantly stood up.

'Luca...' I warned him. 'Give it.' I extended my hand out to him.

'Why don't you want to answer to him?'

'Because I'm not interested in whatever he has to say.' I said sternly. 'Plus he hit you.'

'You're acting like he killed me.' he said laughing. 'At least I got hit by Pedri Gonzalez.'

'Yeah, well, you're going to get hit by me if you don't give me that damn phone back.'

'You're acting like the guy is asking you to marry him!'

'Luca, you know what happened last time I decided to talk to a footballer.'

'This is not the same thing.'

'To me, it is!' I shook my head.

'Just see what he wants.' he said more softly. 'Please.' he extended his hand out with my phone.

I snatched it out of his hand and opened the message, giving in.

pedri
Tell you're boyfriend I'm sorry for hitting him.

'Tell him I'm not your boyfriend.' Luca said as soon as I opened the message.

I didn't even have to show him myself, as he sat next to me, making sure he gets front row seats for this instagram conversation.

irinaa.daviess
No worries. I think he'll survive.👍🏼

pedri
That wasn't my intention.

irinaa.daviess

Not with intention, but with direction. I get it😉

pedri
Are you implying that I hit him on purpose?😂😂

irinaa.daviess
Are you implying that you didn't?

pedri
I'm glad he's okay.

irinaa.daviess
Have a good night!

pedri
You too, Irina!😉

'What the hell was that?' Luca asked hitting me playfully.

'What do you mean?'

'Are you guys 12?' he asked annoyed.

'Luca, I'm not interested in him. Like I told you, whatever he has to say, I don't care.'

'You drive me crazy!' he said going on his side of the bed.

***

We woke up and I started getting ready for work.

'You don't have to come with me.' I said putting my shoes on.

'Are you crazy?' he said grabbing his jacket. 'Of course I'm coming.'

'I'm just saying.' I shrugged my shoulders.

'You don't want me to come?' he asked, stopping in his tracks.

'I do.' I smiled. 'I just don't want you to get bored.'

'I could never get bored with you around.' he said and we walked out the apartment.

***

'How was the match?' Diego asked as soon as he saw us entering the cafe.

'It was really good.' I smiled. 'Thank you.'

'I got hit by a ball.' Luca said rolling his eyes.

'What? How?' Diego asked laughing.

While I went to leave my stuff in the back and grab my apron, Luca filled Diego in with everything.

'He messaged you?' Diego asked shocked.

'Yeah.' I shrugged my shoulders.

'Who are you?' Diego shook his head, laughing.

'She's a footballer player magnet.' Luca answered for me.

We opened the cafe, customers coming in. The cafe was quite busy around this time.

***

A few hours later, me and Luca were sat having some croquettes.

'I'll never get tired of these.' I said excitedly, as Diego joined us.

'Is that all you eat?' Diego asked laughing.

'No.' I shook my head. 'But if I could, I would.'

'So you work for Paris-Saint German.' Diego said glancing at Luca. 'And you worked for it too...' he said looking at me now.

'Mhmhm.' me and Luca said at the same time.

'So what are you doing working here?' Diego asked confused. 'Why didn't you try find another team?'

'Because PSG holds a special place in my heart. And the thought of trying to replace it, just didn't seem right.' I shrugged my shoulders. 'Plus, I love working here.'

'Yeah, but is this your dream?' Diego asked.

'It's her fresh start.' Luca said looking at me.

He knew how I felt talking about PSG. So the fact that he answered for me, it was a way for Diego to understand that it's not the time to be digging back into my past.

***

We reopened the cafe, customers coming in and out. It wasn't as busy as earlier, so we were glad for that.

I went to the back to open a few boxes, and as soon as I returned to the till my eyes fell on Pedri, who was just entering the cafe.

'What can I get for you today?' I asked, no expression on my face.

'How's your boyfriend?' he smirked.

'I don't think we serve that here. Is there-'

'I'm not her boyfriend.' Luca said, appearing from behind me.

Pedri glanced at Luca and then at me. 'You're not?'

'No.' Luca smiled. 'Irina is my bestfriend.'

I could see a surprised expression trying to force its way on his face. However, he wouldn't let it show.

'If you two want to catch up, you're more than welcome to do it outside.' I nodded my head. 'But if you want something, I'll appreciate you order.' my eyes met Pedri's.

'I'll have the usual.' he said not breaking the eye contact.

'Luca, can you please go make a cappuccino?' I asked without looking at him. 'Please.'

This clearly became a staring contest between me and Pedri, and there was no way in hell I was going to be the one looking away.

I know what he's trying to do. He's trying to intimidate me. Assert dominance. But I don't break that easily.

'Did you enjoy the match?'

'Yeah.' I nodded my head. 'Until you decided to send a ball flying into my bestfriend.' Pedri chuckled.

Without being able to say anything else, Luca comes behind me and whispers. 'I think your little staring contest might have to wait.'

Taking me by surprise, confusion appearing all over my face, I turned to face Luca, who just had a big smile on his face.

'Where can a man get a coffee in this place?'


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