𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬- João Felix

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Amelie

my breath quickened the closer i got to Pablo's house. i've never felt this way.

i'm almost completely sure he knows about what happened at this point. i'm scared of his reaction, how he's going to take it overall.

ugh i shouldn't have stayed my ass home instead of going to that damn Barça game.

parking in front of his house, i took like a good ten minutes deciding if i should just run away and disappear and change my identity instead.

i eventually got out of my car and knocked on his door softly. he didn't answer until the fifth knock.

he appeared in a worn out expression. not specifically sad though, more like exhausted.

i gave him a soft smile which wasn't returned. yeah he definitely knows.

"is it true?"

almost as reflex i nodded, knowing he could only mean one thing.

"out of everyone João, Amelie? that's even more fucked up."

"i know Pablo, but please let me explain to you what happened."

"go ahead, make my life more miserable."

it hit me that Leticia must've told him, which spurred anger within me, who does she think she is? i'm sure she must've exaggerated it, and psychologically he'll believe the first person first. i'm conclusion i'm fucked.

i told Pablo the real and full story of what happened from start to finish.
he seemed somewhat relieved but still unsure.

"so it was just a make out? no sex or anything?" he asked making my eyes widened.

Leticia.

"no not at all! we were too drunk for that, we even slept in separate beds, please Gavi believe me."

he bit his lower lip in thought.

"please never do that again Amelie, i understand you were drunk and all but don't make me feel that feeling again."

this makes me feel even worse now. he doesn't deserve this. he's way too good for me.

"i promise you it won't." i said engulfing him in a hug rubbing his back.

i eagerly wanted to ask him about Leticia and why she had his number. but i didn't want to ruin the moment right now. either way, it's probably not important.

>>

João

i was back in training with Atlético.
i got over my emotions of not winning the world cup and started going back to training.

ever since Magui left the house and officially broke up, my life had been going uphill. i've even been offered transfers.

but obviously my happiness can't last too long..

i got a text message from Antoine, which i thought was weird since he's still in Qatar and he's busy.

it was an article, magazine article.

the moment i read the header, my throat became dry. my stomach dropped. This can't be good...

'Magui Corceiro reveals reason behind split from football star João Felix.'

i scrolled down the page seeing what she said, and just what i thought. she completely trash talked me. but what really got me was when she mentioned Amelie...

"He's two faced, a cheater. He's been having a year-long affair with his teammate's sister Amelie Ronaldo. when all I gave him was love and support, I got lies and hurt back. Truly devastating, I feel bad for her boyfriend."

"How did you find out he was cheating?"

"I had my doubts but eventually he told me while he broke up with me, telling me how much he loves her and I can't compare to what she makes him feel. He then went on to curse me out and stuff. I can't keep going, I'll start crying sorry."

this woman has the fucking nerve.

i need to tell Amelie. this single-handedly can ruin both of our reputations. specially hers.

i went to Amelie's contact and texted her the article along with a message. i didn't call her since i'd don't know is she's working or not and i don't want to disrupt her.

>>

Amelie

i got woken up by the constant buzzing of my phone.

with my eyes half open, i looked at the notifications.

João

🔗 link
Amelie! please check what i just sent you. it's Magui, she completely trash talked us. most of it is lies, all i told her was that we had a one-time thing, that's all.

i scrunched up my eyebrows in confusion clicking the link.

as soon as i read my name, my breath quickened.

this can't be worse. she just ruined me.
the audacity this bitch has got me flabbergasted.
she painting herself as the victim what the fuck.

the way she talked made me sound like a home-wrecker. i cheater.

i need to get this deleted as soon as i can.

i then got a call from an unknown number. i blindly answered it thinking it maybe someone important.

"how's it going Amelie?"

"who's this?"

"it's Magui dummy. you saw the article yet?"

"you cunt, how dare you do that? do you realize the damage you've done? that's rich coming from you too."

"because it's all your fault. João doesn't love me because of you. you manipulated him into breaking up with me i'm sure."

"or maybe it was because he was tired of your shit? come on, you've cheated on him countless of times, you do all of this over a drunken mistake?"

"he was fine before he went to Qatar and then suddenly he came back wanting to break up, you can't fool me Amelie."

"for fucks sake, i wasn't planning on going back to him or some shit, i have a whole ass boyfriend."

"sure you weren't, he's a great kisser isn't he? i don't judge him though, he probably wants a higher salary and your brother has those kinds of connections right?"

i angrily hanged up the call. i couldn't take it. tears brimmed in my eyes, threatening to fall.

Pablo is for sure going to break up with me as soon as he sees the stupid article.