You're My Person.

Quince.

When Andorra was doe throwing up, she stood up and wiped her face, cleaning herself up and then she went back to her seat, the entire team looked at her. Andorra slightly cleared her throat, looking at everyone with a raised eye and everyone went back to their business while Andorra ordered something to drink. 

Well, everyone went back to their business except for Aitana who was still sitting behind Andorra and she knew that she couldn't reach out to the goalie which hurt her even more. 

When the flight was finally over, the Spanish team and their families were allowed to leave the plain, the girls grabbing their handbags and then slowly walked out. The same thing that had happened in Spain, also happened in Australia. The moment that they walked through the terminal to get to their bus, media was already sharp and ready, trying to get close to Andorra, Louis, Oliver, Hernandez and Sofia to ask them questions. The rest of the Spanish team helped them again and ket them away from the family and reached their busses unharmed.

Their suitcases had already been brought from the plane straight to the bus so they only had to worry about themselves. When they were seated, Andorra let out the sigh that had been stuck in her throat ever since they entered the terminal and Louis looked at her. "Are you okay?"

Andorra rolled her eyes. "Of course I'm okay. I'm always okay."

Louis sighed but dropped the subject, knowing that Andorra wasn't going to talk if she didn't want to talk.

Andorra plugged her JBL earbuds back in her ears and put them noise-cancel mode and then looked out of the window, indicating that any kind of contact was now over. Louis sighed and busied himself with a conversation with Oliver.

The ride to the hotels was short as the families would stay in the hotel besides the one of the players. 

They were all still paired with their old roommates and when they all reached the hotels, Andorra quickly said goodbye to her family and they all went to their respected rooms, when Andorra reached the room, she went inside and sprawled on the bed, closing her eyes and then released a sigh, trying to work her headache away. She was happy that she had won the trial but she didn't love all of the media attention at all. All she wanted to do was to play soccer and enjoy her life.

While she had been calming herself down, she hadn't noticed that Aitana had also entered the room, the midfielder sitting on her own bed, looking at the goalie besides her. 

After a couple of minutes, when the song ended, she pulled the earbuds out of her ears and then opened her eyes slowly to see that the way too attractive midfielder had been staring at her. Andorra slowly put her earbuds back in their case and looked at the midfielder. "I- What?"

Aitana shrugged. "You just look like you could use a hug."

The midfielder opened her eyes and Andorra sighed again but moved to the midfielder's bed anyways, cuddling into the older girl her arms. Aitana smiled slightly and kissed the top of Andorra's head. 

Andorra smiled and leaned closer to the midfielder. "What if someone sees us?"

Aitana smiled. "I don't know if you have read the new rules but we're now actually allowed to close our doors and I do not know what happened on the flight but I will be here when you want to talk about it."

Andorra smiled and the two of them moved slightly to lie down on the bed. Aitana's arms were wrapped protectively around Andorra while Andorra's arm was wrapped around Aitana's waist, her hand resting underneath the midfielder's shirt.

"What if someone finds out about us?"

Aitana hummed. "And what exactly is happening between us?"

Andorra stopped breathing for a moment while Aitana gently rubbed her back. The goalie pushed her body slightly up to look at the midfielder. "Well... what do you want us to be?"