Barcelona FC Players X Y/N

|True Love| - Héctor {Part 2} (Requested)

You were speechless. Your enemy just asked you to be his pretend girlfriend. This was really weird. You took a while to think about it. "Hmm..." You began, "¿Y qué obtengo si digo que sí?(And what do I get if I say yes?)

"Una multitud de chicas de fanáticas locas tratando de asesinarte. (A crowd of crazy fan girls trying to murder you.)" He laughed. But he wasn't joking, cause his fans were crazy! "¡Recibes la mejor recompensa del mundo entero, yo! (You get the best reward in the whole world, me!)"

"Esa es la peor recompensa del mundo. (That's the worst reward in the world.)" You rolled your eyes, "Seré tu novia falsa si prometes que dejarás de ser un polló. (I'll be your fake girlfriend if you promise you'll stop being a dick.)

"Lo prometo. (I promise.)" He winked, "Mi amor...(My love) "

"¡Eww, no me llames así! (Eww, don't call me that!)" You exasperated, slapping his arm.

"Pero eres mi novia. (But you're my girlfriend.)" He argued, smirking.

"Sí, pero solo cuando estamos en público. (Yes, but only when we're in public.)" You exclaimed, walking over to the door. 

"Y si anoto tienes que besarme delante de todo el mundo en las gradas. (And if I score you gotta kiss me in front of everyone in the stands.) He added, making you turn to face him.

 "Bien, pero no has marcado un gol en mucho tiempo, así que no creo que eso suceda. (Okay, but you haven't scored a goal in a long time, so I don't think that will happen.) You teased

Solo espera hasta yo ponga esa pelota en el fondo de la red del RC Celta de Vigo. Entonces estarás suplicando de rodillas por mí. (Just wait until I put that ball in the back of RC Celta Vigo's net. Then you'll be begging on your knees for me) He smirked

"En tus sueños, Héctor Fort García. Adios (In your dreams, Héctor Fort García. Bye.) You rolled your eyes.

"Me encanta cuando me llamas por mi nombre completo, me excita, hasta luego nena. (I love it when you call me by my full name, it turns me on, see you later baby.)" He jokingly bit his lip, you just walked out not wanting to argue again. Once a dick, always a dick!

Your parents and Héctor's stood there by the stairs, staring at you and Héctor in disbelief and confusion. They had just witnessed you and your enemy walking out of an empty room together. Only you two knew what was going on in there, but they didn't. 

Eventually, you made it to your seats after your parents bombarded you with questions like; 'Are you two dating?' 'What on earth were you doing in there?' 'Did you guys use protection if you were having sex?' etc.

You sat there awkwardly, you didn't admit to the 'dating' part yet, because technically you weren't really 'dating'. You just told them that you two were talking privately, and weren't hooking up, they didn't look like they believed you.

[-Time Skip-]

The players walked out of the tunnel, and lined up before shaking each others hand. You saw Héctor, who was wearing number 32, and you both waved to each other, then he cheekily blew you a kiss. The ref whistled and the game begun. 

Barca were playing well until Hugo Álvarez put the ball in the back of the Barcelona goal, in the 28th minute, from a corner. You had your head in your hands, you still had faith in Héctor and his team. Even though you hated him, you have always been proud of him and the footballer that he has become, although he was dick and always had been, since you two were kids. 

However, Barca were now on the attack right before half time! Unai Hernández squares the ball across to number 32. Héctor. He turned on the edge of the box, before rocketing the ball past the Celta goalkeeper into the back of the net. Your jaw dropped. All the Barca fans, including you, your family and of course Héctor's, jumped up from their seats cheering

After he ran to celebrate with his teammates, he formed a heart with his hands and pointed straight at you and winked. 

A few minutes later, the ref blew for half time...

[-Time Skip To The Second Half-]

It wasn't long until the boys were back out and and the game resumed. Everyone was performing well and the game was equal. Until, in the 52nd minutes Unai was given a straight red for a late challenge, bringing Barca down to 10 men.

Barca held their composure, and fought harder than ever. Celta were now on the counter with Pocho. However Barca's defence was strong and managed to hold them off.

The ref blew for full time, and Barca were lucky to gain a point.

You made your way down to the changing rooms and out onto the pitch, with your family and Héctor's behind you. Unfortunately for you, all the fans stayed to celebrate. Your heart was racing as you remembered what Héctor said if he scored.  

Whilst he was signing autographs, he noticed you all, and ran over. First he hugged his parents, then he made his way along the line, your parents were next to congratulate him then you...

"¡Bien hecho, estoy tan orgulloso de ti Héctor! (Well done, I'm so proud of you Héctor!)

"Gracias Y/n. ¿Te acuerdas de lo que dije si anoté? (Thank you Y/n. Do you remember what I said if I scored?)"Héctor whispered. You nodded. 

"No tienes que hacerlo si no lo haces - (You don't have to if you don't -)"

" ¡Cállate, mi amor! (Shut up, my love!)" You interrupted, cupping his face in one hand, the other on the side of his chest pulling him closer. You placed your lips on his, and he kissed you back hungrily. 

You heard a few gasps from the crowd and your families. If only they knew that you two were only faking it...

Part 3?