The Football Player And His Ballerina

Pillow War

Lara POV

Kyle wanted to talk. Of course, I told him everything was fine. There's no need to talk about us. From the way he behaved, it was obvious that I was just another one. I don't want you to apologize or to clarify.

I also don't want to be the choice when there is no one else.

If this hurts, I can only imagine how it will be to connect more and more.

I have no need to connect with anyone or be part of an alternative list.

The agony of being the other, of waiting to be chosen, of expecting things that don't happen... No, I don't want that for myself.

I've seen it myself, with my colleagues. how they expect their boyfriends to call or say something to them, how they constantly compete for their attention in order to be the one they choose, the pain they feel when they discover their loved ones are with another woman or when they forget about them

Ivan is coming next week, and I have to concentrate on our plan. That is my goal, my plan with Volkov—to become a better person, a better dancer.

I can't deny that a part of me wanted to go after Kyle and hear what he had to say. But I'm glad I stayed true to myself.

I woke up with Sophie bouncing on my bed. literally jumping up and down.

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty!" She shouted at me with a wide smile.

"Stepmother, leave me alone. I'm already awake. You win! Now get out!" I ask her, my voice as thick as if I had just awoken.

"I'm not coming out! Let's hurry!" Sophie now lies down next to me, hugging me.

"You're impossible!" I mumble, hugging her too.

I hear the bedroom door open. Rob walks in.

"I've always heard that where two can fit, three can fit," and he joins us on the bed. The three of us were laughing when Liam came into the room. Apparently, Rob left the door open, and now it's an open house.

"I want cuddles too!" Liam informs us, and he joins us without invitation. A pillow war quickly erupted—and, to my surprise, sheets as well.

"What's going on here?" Dean's amazing voice startles us and Liam, who at this moment is running after Sophie across the room with a pillow in his hand. Instead of throwing it at Sophie, he throws it at Dean.

"Oh, oh, oh, Liam. You went messing with the big pillow thrower!" Dean says this as he grabs the pillow and sprints after Liam.

Rob has covered me with the sheet and is assaulting me with the pillow in his hand. I try to walk, but i trip and fall. I thought I was going to hit the ground, but before I could fall, I felt someone grabbing me. I thought it was Rob, and as soon as I took the sheet off, I hit the person with my pillow.

"Kyle!" I exclaim in surprise. I hadn't heard him come in. I am still recovering from the surprise when Rob hit me right in the head.

I start to try to run away, but without quite realizing it, my room has turned into a battlefield. It only stopped when Liam screamed!

"Wow, Lara, your underwear is so sexy! And when I stared at him to get angry, I saw a Liam with a bra on over his t-shirt. I wanted to get angry. I really did, but we all started laughing, including Kyle, who took out his cell phone and started taking pictures.

"Take it off, Liam!" I yelled at him, but I'm really enjoying his view. What a funny guy.

Liam came towards us, me and Kyle who was right next to me, with two pillows, and we both ran into the bathroom and closed the door. We both started laughing.

"You guys are going to have to leave from there, and I'll be here waiting!" Liam shouts as if he were a villain in a story, waiting for his prey.

"You can wait while sitting so you don't get tired!" Kyle shouts.

"Sure!" Liam replies with an amused voice, perhaps he has some kind of plan.

Kyle's smile is something that blows me away; I feel like I am enchanted. His eyes become much more enchanted when he smiles. He makes two little dimples on his cheeks; I never noticed them before. I can't stop admiring how he is so manly and perfect. He must have figured it out because before I know it, I'm between the wall and Kyle's abs, which pin me against it, pressing his hard chest in mine. It´s hard to breathe, his smell makes me forget the world, my body wants him, and i can feel the wetness forming between my thighs.

"We need to talk!" He murmurs in my ear, and I snort, feeling energy coursing through my body, butterflies in my stomach. "Please!" he pleads with me.

"Say it!" I'm a little abrupt, not because I want to but because now i feel scared about myself. I want him so much, like a needy woman. I´m afraid of what can i do...

"I want you, Lara." His breaths against my ears are making me go crazy. "I'm sorry for everything that happened, please. I need you." His pleas make me want to press him more against my body. "When you threw me out, I thought you wanted to hide it from Rob because you had some kind of relationship!" He confesses to me, embarrassed, in a low tone so that none of those present on the other side of the door can hear.

"But you said you didn't cheat! And you ended up cheating on your girlfriend! "I'm not going to be the other... and Alana, just wow. "I need to come clean about all this. I tell him all my thoughts.

"What? I don't have a girlfriend, I was talking about Rob. Alana, it was a game that went too far... Please, Lara. You make me crazy!"

"What?" And before I could say more, he kisses me deeply. His hand goes up under my shirt. We are so involved that we don't hear the door open.

"Good thing I always have extra keys, we´ll go to the beach just afterward" Tolga's voice interrupts. When he realizes the situation, his eyes widen in surprise. He tries to stall those who were going behind them, trying not to let them see what was happening. But maybe it´s too late.

I´m so embarrassed, i feel my cheeks getting reddish.

Kyle smiled at me, he let go of my body, and immediately left the bathroom, closing the door, and I was left speechless and not knowing what to do.