Looks can be deceiving (Mapi León x OC)

Chapter 43 - Mia san Mia

The thermometer had already climbed down to -8 degrees Celsius two hours before the start of our Champion's league game against Bayern Munich. Huddled into the long Barca coat in a desperate attempt to keep me warm, I was taking the last few steps leading to the pitch of the Allianz Arena, Bayern's stadium. I wanted to get another look at my old stadium before I had to return inside to get ready for the warm-up. The countless, still empty, white and red seats and the snow-covered pitch appeared before my eyes, as well as a bunch of players dressed in black winter coats and hats.

My old teammates.

Unsurely, I let my gaze wander over the arena in an attempt to locate the other two reasons I came outside when my eyes were suddenly covered by two cold hands.

"Rate wer ich bin! ("Guess who I am!")" a familiar voice challenged me, her hands still firmly pressed to my eyes.

"Ich erkenne deine Stimme, du Idiot, ("I recognize your voice, idiot")" I laughed, spinning around to throw my arms around Klara's neck. "Ich habe dich vermisst ("I missed you)."

"Mich auch? ("Me too?")" Sydney appeared next to us with a big grin on her face, joining our group hug by putting one arm around Klara and the other around me.

"Natürlich ("Of course")" I replied truthfully, resting my head on Sydney's shoulder. "Ich bin so glücklich, wieder hier zu sein. ("I'm so happy to be back here.")"

Sydney threw me a concerned look as she removed her arm from Klara's shoulder to pull her scarf over her nose, making her look like a silly bank robber. "Alles okay bei dir?" ("Everything okay?")

"Ja, ja. Es war nur eine anstrengende Reise gestern,("Yes, yes. It was just an exhausting journey yesterday.") " I answered evasively, not wanting to get into the devastating details of my life. After all, our journey to Munich really had been one big disaster as a sudden cold front had laid itself over Western Europe, causing storms, cold, and just general chaos. Even the rain in Barcelona eventually turned into light snow which was such an unusual occurrence for the Mediterranean city that it delayed our flight for 7 hours.

"Ich glaube dir nicht, aber jetzt bist du ja wieder hier. Wie lange bleibst du? ("I don't believe you, but at least you're back here. How long are you staying for?")" Sydney curiously asked while glancing at the time on her phone as we were all supposed to go back inside soon.

"Bis kurz nach Neujahr." ("Until shortly after New Year's eve.")

"Dann müssen wir uns jeden Tag sehen. Versprochen? Wie früher!" ("We'll have to see each other every day, promise? Just like in the old times.") Sydney demanded as Pürgen, the village where her parents lived, was less than a 20 minutes drive from my parents' home.

"Weihnachten kann ich nicht, aber sonst schon,("I can't do Christmas, but the other days are fine by me") " I laughed, holding my pinky finger up as a promise.

"Perfekt,("Perfect")" Sydney smiled, intertwining our pinky fingers for a short moment.

"An Silvester komme ich auch,("On New Year's Eve, I'll be there too.") " Klara announced before gently nudging Sydney in her side. "Alle sind schon reingegangen, wir sollten langsam auch gehen." ("Everyone has already gone back inside, we should head back as well.")