"Why did you walk away when I was talking to you? That's pretty rude don't you think?."
I cross my arms over my chest, in disbelief of this guy. "Don't you think it's pretty rude to say 'I know' when someone says 'it's nice to meet you?'"
"Not reall...
"Roman. I swear-you had one job." I say through the phone in a rather annoyed tone. "No shit we left you. You never came outside-I don't care. It's not my fault you didn't see us walk out-Roman. Your four year old self better be at the hotel within an hour. We have our first match tomorrow and I will kick your ass. Do you understand? You better."
Valentina try's to grab the phone out of my hand but I don't let her. "Hey," she frowns, "I want to talk to Roman."
I glare at her before sighing and rolling my eyes, "Roman. Val wants to talk to you. Be back in an hour or...or I'm taking your iPad away. No, no, no. You are most certainly a four year old-" Val grabs the phone from me.
"Romannnn, whereyo at?" Her words bunch together again. "You know Roman," she rubs her eyes, "you're like a brother to me. You know? Like-like I love youuu. You give me so much love and attention-I dontg-I don't get that much. Love-" Val stops talking and just stares at me.
"You okay?" I question as I notice her go a bit pale. "You don't feel good do you?"
"Roman...I-I'll-gotta go." She hangs up the phone, holding her stomach.
"Sir, could you please stop real quick." I ask with wide eyes and luckily he automatically pulls over. I get out of the car and rush over to her side, quickly opening her door and gently pulling her out. I look behind me and notice a trashcan next to a bench.
Val notices it too and reaches for it. it doesn't move due to the fact that it's literally bolted into the cement. She looks around, and stands there with a blank expression on her face-now she's smiling. "Actually I feel better, let's go!" Val walks back over to the car, getting in. "Sir, how far are we from the hotel?"
"Two minutes away!" The man replies with a smile.
She goes to shut her door but I keep it open, genuinely concerned now. "Wait, are you sure you're okay?"
"There's people watchinggg," her eyes slowly close and open. "I think I can wait but you're taking forever, hurryyyyy." She sings her last word.
I look over my shoulder and sure enough, there's paparazzi making their way over to us. she moves over and I get in, shutting the door behind me. The driver quickly drives off, thank God. I turn towards her and my heart sinks when I see her head in her hands. I rest my hand on her knee and she relaxes a bit.
"J?"
"Yeah?" I attempt to act like I didn't get that feeling in my stomach. Also, Google told me I was gonna die so..I've decided to believe Onyx.
"People think we're dating. It's all over social media." She tells me, slowly lifting her head up from her hands. "Like they took photos when we were on the bench."
"Yeah, I know"
"Why aren't you freaking out? Couldn't this like ruin your career or some shit like that?"
"I mean, it's not a bad rumor." I push my hair out of my face, looking away from her as I become nervous.
"It isn't?"
"No."
"Why?"
I cough, ignoring the question. I look out the window and I realize we're at the hotel. "Ah would you look at that, we're here. Quick, let's go!"
~
"I'm hereeee," Roman sings, knocking loudly on the door. "I have food for Val. Oh-wait. I have a key, I'm coming in."
"In the bathroom." I shout to him, holding Valentina's hair back as she rest her arm on the toilet, hovering over it.
Roman opens the bathroom door and his smile immediately drops. "Lord, how long have you guys been in here for?" He kicks the towels and empty water bottles scattered across the floor to the side.
"Like twenty minutes."
"Damn, and you've made this much of a mess?" Roman walks over and takes a seat next Val. "Hi."
She slowly looks up at with a look that could kill. "I feel like death."
"You look like it," he says, scratching the back of his neck.
"Roman." I give him the same look Val have him. "Don't be an ass."
"Fine." He rolls his eyes, taking out a burger and fruit out of the bag. "Anyway, I still hate you for leaving me. Since I'm apparently four years old, that means you left a child. Is that what you're going to do when you have a child?!"
"Roman." Val and I say in unison, getting annoyed with his stupidity.
"Alright fine. You guys look cute though-" Val throws up and Roman's eyes go wide, "NO. NOT IN FRONT OF ME."
"I'm sorry, would you like me to hold in my vomit just for you?" She tilts her head to the side, her eyes halfway shut.
I tie her hair into a bun-I think it's a bun? "You did for me." I speak up, a smile on my face.
"WHAT?" Roman says with jaw on the floor but then it shuts. "Wait, what does that even mean?"
~ Roman's instagram story
@romangray
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