Mein Sonnenschein || t. müller

Chapter 22 || So gehen die Deutschen!

"Turn the lights off,"

"The lights aren't on. That's the window."

"Turn the window off then,"

I felt a pillow cover my face as the light faded away. That's better.

"I don't think I can do that, Liebe" I heard Thomas' voice somewhere above my head.

"At least I don't have to see you now" I said, smirking as he pulled the pillow away and glared at me.

"Hey! Too much light!" I wailed, reaching over him to grab the pillow that he was conveniently holding away from me. Psshh, he can only do that because he has freakishly long arms. And legs. And-

"What? Did you say something?" I asked him as he sighed in mock exasperation, hiding his face in the crook of my neck and my shoulder.

"Nope. I was totally silent. You were simply reading my mind" Thomas mumbled sarcastically against my skin.

"Ha ha. Very funny. What time do we need to be at the airport again?" I inquired as Thomas looked up at me, his fingers ghosting across my bare stomach.

"Um at 7? So we can get to Berlin at around noon or later" He stated rolling over onto his back. Ha, that's right, just like a puppy. Wolf boy.

"Are you saying we are actually awake at this ungodly hour?" I glanced at the clock on the wall and it indeed read 5:31 in the morning. Wonderful.

"A whole month of waking up early. We're used to it" Thomas said, smiling at me.

"Why are you smiling like that?" I asked him.

"Everyone knows your my girlfriend," He grinned as the words left his lips.

"And...?"

"Everyone knows."

"Oh. Wow." Was all I managed as the thought crossed my mind. How did I ever think this was going to be easy? Did I really expect dinners and dates and actually going out? I guess I was so caught up in the whirlwind that was Thomas Müller, that I hadn't actually thought of what would happen when we went back to the real world, and not stay cocooned up in blankets and watching Netflix in Brazil for the rest of our lives. That probably wouldn't be very healthy... Even if it would be great.

"Hey, Clara. I know that face. Stop thinking about all of that crap. We've still got a month of vacation until I need to go back to training, so don't even start overthinking everything that you're currently paranoid about," Thomas said suddenly, snapping me at out my thoughts. I looked at him, and his serious face surrounded by wild hair and somewhat sleep deprived eyes. We did only sleep for 5 hours... Thomas sighed before putting an arm around my waist and pulling me closer to him as he lay on his stomach, and nuzzled his face into my neck.

"I wasn't thinking about anything." I lied, my thoughts wondering to the impending permanent contract I was yet to sign with Bayern Munich as well as the whole Lisa fiasco last night. I still didn't know if I should sign the contract and I honestly didn't know how to react to what happened. I don't want to take this job just to be with Thomas and I don't want the thought of Lisa and Thomas eating away at me. That wouldn't be fair for him, or for me. Maybe I could go back to London? Everything was fine in London. No Lisa, no contract. Arsenal had offered me a contract after Lukas had told the Boss that I had gotten all the needed credentials. I couldn't just drop everything, leave Cas and Diana, and move to Munich, could I?

I must admit, it's nice being with Thomas, even more than nice, but I think we're both a little anxious about things will be when we get back home. Who knows what the hell is going to happen when we get back to Munich? Or even during that month of vacation we have left. Things could go horribly wrong or- Yeah, I see what he meant now.