I knew exactly what was waiting for me as soon as I'll pick up the call so I chose to ignore it.

'Are you not going to answer?' Kylian asked.

'No, no, it can wait.' I said in hope she'll stop calling.

'I'll be quiet, you can answer your boyfriend.' he said mockingly, bringing a finger to his lips and signalling the "shh".

'It's my little sister.' and with that, I decided to answer after numerous rings.

'Took you long enough don't you think?' she said annoyed.

'Yeah, well I'm at work. Did something happen?'

'Yes, something did happen.'

'Can it wait till I get home? I really can't talk right now.' I said, trying to warn her through my eyes that I'm not alone.

'No, you said you're going to call me and you—'

'Patricia.' I said cutting her off.

Kylian was trying his hardest not to burst out laughing at my failed attempts of trying to get off the phone.

'Did you meet the hotties?' she asked wiggling her eyebrows.

My eyes grew big in shock.

'I mean that's what you called them, no? So, did you meet them?'

'Did you?' Kylian mouthed to me, making me glance at him and back at my sister who was staring at me through the phone.

'Wait, who are you with?' she asked smirking. 'Oh my God! Are you sneaking around with a footballer?'

'Oh my God, shut up!' my cheeks flashing red, as Kylian burst out laughing and appeared behind me.

'She's not that lucky.' he chuckled.

'Oh my God!' she said covering her mouth.

'Hey.' he said flashing her one of his famous smiles.

'Patricia, meet Kylian Mbappe. Kylian, meet my little sister Patricia.'

'It's a pleasure.' he said.

'Yeah, no, the pleasure's mine.' she said squealing.

'Okay, now that this happened, I really have to—'

'Patricia, who are you talking to?' a voice in the background called, cutting me off.

'IRINA AND YOU WON'T BELIEVE IT!' my sister shouted.

My head turned towards Kylian mouthing the words 'Im sorry', but all he did was stare at me and smile.

Not his usual arrogant and stupid smile, but a sweet smile. An understanding smile. A smile that I could stare at all day.

'Irina, sweetie! How's everything? How are you?' my mum said, revealing herself behind the camera and next to my sister.

'Hey mum, I'm great, thank you.'

'She's with Kylian Mbappe.' my sister said quietly, but not quiet enough.

'No, she's not.' she said amused, thinking that I was playing into Patricia's fantasy.

'Show her!' she said demanding, with a nod of her head.

'Come on, I really have to go.' I answered with pleading eyes.

'Show h—' and with that, Kylian took the phone out my hand. 'Hello Mrs. Davies. It's a pleasure meeting you.'

'See!' Patricia said.

'Hello, nice meeting you! Is Irina accommodating well?'

'Oh, she's doing just great for her first day.'

I snatched the phone out of his hand, not being able to endure any of this anymore.

'Okay, thanks for calling. I love you guys and I'm going to talk to you later. I really have to go. Byeeee!' I said and pressed the red button.

I pressed my back against the wall, dropping my head and sighting. I saw a pair of shoes approaching me and a figure towering over me.

'So did you meet the hotties?' Kylian said laughing.

I straightened myself and hit him playfully. 'Oh, shut up.'

'Your family seems really fun.'

'I'm really sorry. Very unprofessional of me, I know, it's not gonna happen again.' I said and moved away from the wall, signalling with my hand that we can carry on walking.

'Woah, calm down. It was fun.' he said with a more serious look on his face. 'You don't have to apologise, Irina.'

'Yeah, well, I am.' I said, not breaking eye contact.

We were silent for a moment, until Kylian decided to speak again, before leading the way to wherever our destination was.

'I still want to know if you met any of the hotties.' he said laughing.

'You'll never let this go, are you?' I said laughing while following him.

'No, no, I don't think so.' he said shaking his head, chuckling.

***

After a few minutes of walking, we got to the changing room. Kylian walked in, while I stopped to wait for him.

'What are you doing?'

'I'll wait for you out here.'

'I doesn't smell like sweat, I promise.' he said laughing. 'Come on.'

'Can you just hurry up?' I said, making it clear that I won't be entering.

He grabbed a bag and walked back outside.

'Okay, we can go now.'

'You really couldn't of done all this by yourself?'

'Did you have something better to do?'

'No, but—'

'So I don't get why you're complaining.' he said cutting me off.

I rolled my eyes and followed him towards the exit. As soon as we stepped outside the training centre into the parking lot, I turned around to face him.

'Well, thanks for today. It really helped.' I said with a smile and an extended arm.

He looked at me, then at my hand with a questioning look on his face.

'What?'

'Shaking hands?' he said bursting out laughing. 'Come on, Irina, we're past that now.'

I slowly retreated my hand back.

'I mean, you did get to meet my family.' I said laughing. 'But I really did mean that. Thanks for today, Kylian. I'll see you tomorrow.' I smiled and turned on my heels to call a taxi so I can get home, expecting him to do the same.

'Woah, hold up. How are you getting home?'

'I'll call a taxi.' I answered and showed him my phone. 'Isn't that what people do when they don't have a car?'

'I can drop you off if you want.'

'Oh God, no, no way. Nope.'

'Come on, it's not a big deal.'

'Kylian, thank you for the offer but I'll call a taxi. Really, it's okay.'

'I insist.'

'Please don't.'

'Are you sure?'

'Yes. That's the last thing I want. Being spotted getting out of Kylian Mbappe's car. Mystery girl. Not happening.' he started laughing after I finished my sentence.

'Okay, okay, I'll see you tomorrow.'

'Yeah, bye!' I smiled.

'Au revoir!' and with that he walked towards his car.

***

I quickly called a taxi, and it got there in 2 minutes.

2 minutes in which Kylian's car didn't leave the parking lot. 2 minutes in which he waited for me to leave.

I'm probably reading too much into it, and maybe that's one of his routines, but I'll like to think he only waited to make sure that I'm not getting picked up by a weirdo.

After a short drive, I finally got back to my neighbourhood.

'Merci!' I said while getting out of the car and closing the door. I stole a glance at Pierre's cafe and saw that it was opened, deciding to pop in and say hello.

As soon as I walked in, my attention was caught by one of the people sitting at a table.

'Irina!'

'Neymar!'

He stood up and walked towards me, giving me a hug. 'What a surprise seeing you here.' he said, showing off his pearly white teeth.

'Tell me about it. What are you doing here?' I asked confused.

'Me and my friends decided to go out for a bit and they picked this place.'

My head turned towards the 3 unknown boys who were all smiling at me. I returned the gesture and turned my head back to Neymar.

'Why did you leave the centre so late?'

'Kylian had to grab a few things and I tagged along.'

'And what did Coach want?'

'Nothing. Kylian made that up.' I said chuckling and shaking my head.

'Typical Kylian.' he said laughing. 'It was nice seeing you again, but I have to get back.'

'Yeah, no worries. You'll probably get bored of seeing me so much anyways.' I said laughing.

'I doubt.' and with that he returned to his friends, all of them starting to talk quietly, probably asking questions about who I am.

Finally reaching the bar, I sat on a high stool and put my head on the counter.

'Bonsoir, Irina. How was your first day?' Pierre walked out the kitchen and towards the counter.

'It was good, good enough I need a glass of wine.' I said with a smile.

'A glass of wine coming right up.' he opened a bottle and started pouring. 'There you go, chérie.'

'Thank you.' I said, taking a sip.

'So?'

'So, I introduced myself to everyone, they were all very welcoming, including Mr. Galtier...' without being able to say something else, Pierre spoke up.

'Woah, is your new job at the Paris Saint German football club?'

'Yeah. I'm the new social media manager.'

'No wonder why Neymar decided to show up here out of all the cafes.' he said laughing and gesturing towards their table.

'Yeah, we spoke about you earlier today. Most of them are fans of your cafe.'

'Yeah, they're loyal customers. But it's very in the open, so lately they haven't been showing up here.' he said pouring a glass of wine for himself. 'But looks like that it's about to change now.' he said laughing.

'Oh God.' I replied laughing.

***

After updating him on how my day went and 2 more glasses later, I decided to head back to my apartment.

'There you go.' I said, paying for my order.

'Oh no, it's from the house.' he said pushing the money back towards me.

'No, no, I insist.'

'I'm serious, Irina.'

After going back and forth about paying, he still decided it was on the house.

'Thank you, Pierre. Have a good night.'

'You too!'

I turned around to leave, not before I went to say goodbye to Neymar and his friends who were still there.

Getting back to my room, I decided to post an update on instagram and head to bed, getting ready for a new day at my new job.

***

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