A footballer Named Kylian Mbappe

Matchday

The next morning, same routine as everyday. Going to the cafe, college. My mood was so different today. I do not even know why. Maybe I still think about what happened yesterday. About me ignoring Kylian. What if he was upset at me and doesn't want to see me again. What if he doesn't want to be my friend again. I knew I was a bit rude. Not answering him and not even LOOK at him.. UGHHH!!! I've messed up.

"Bella.. Bella! Bella!!!" Someone called my name which make me stopped thinking at what was in my brain. Stephanie looked at me with a concerned face. "What's wrong with you? Are you alright?"

"Yeah I'm fine... Just thinking about the project I've been working on."

"Hmm ya right." Steph with a sarcastic tone. We both walk in the classroom and sat next to each other.

In class, I wasn't concentrated at what prof teach. I got called up so many times by prof. What is wrong with me?? Kylian is not even my boyfriend, why should I be worried about his feelings? Is not like I have feelings for him....or i do actually have feelings for him??

The whole 3 hours of lesson just ended so quickly. I got startled when Steph tapped my shoulder. "Oh shitt!! What's wrong with you?? Can't you just called my name??!"

"Seriously babe??! I called you 5 times and you were just staring at the wall. What's bothering you? Please tell me.. you're my best friend." Steph was so concerned about me. I can't tell her about Kylian. Even though she is my best friend and she knew I'd always tell her anything but not this.

"Yeah. I'm good. Don't you worry about me. I'm just err... sleepy. Yes!! I'm sleepy. Let's go home." I made my moves quickly to obviously tried to avoid answering her questions. I know she was so concerned about me because I've never act like this before.

Our journey from college to home was as if we're in cave. We didn't talk to each other since she knew I was having a bad mood. She understands my situation right now. Just need some time alone.

After few minutes, we've reached our house, both of us went in to our house respectively. When I see my bed, I immediately dived in and tried to take a nap for 15 minutes before I bathe. I was thinking at the point of time, "should I go?? Or not?? I don't want to upset him anymore." My mind are full of questions and the scenarios that will happened if I go or not to the match.

I woke up from my 15 minutes nap and wanted to washed up. Before that, I looked at my phone to see what time is it. s**t!!! IT'S 8PM!! Did I just pass my dinner!! Oh no.. I'm gonna be late for Kylian's match. I rushed to the bathroom, took a quick shower, pick any clothes that I can reached from the wardrobe and I'm DONE. "8.30PM!!" I was aimlessly. I do not know where is my phone, my wallet and my TICKET!! I searched for my ticket for quite a while. Finally, I found it! It's in my drawer. Looking at my watch, " Oh no it's 8.45pm." I quickly exit my house and hailed a taxi to go to the stadium. "Parc De Princes, merci." The taxi started to move and I'm so worried that I'm gonna be late. And yes, I AM late..

I dropped off at the entrance of the stadium. NO WAY!! Am I dreaming or what. The stadium is so beautiful. It is so big.

I came back to reality and checked my watch. Ok it's 9.10pm. At that point of time, I knew that the match had started. I quickly walked in and noticed that the place was so big. I do not know where to go. Luckily, there's a receptionist who I can ask. She directs me to the stadium. WOW!!! It's a full house. I showed my ticket to the person in charge and he pointed out that I should sit. It's all the way to the front!!

I tried to search for Kylian on the field after I had settled down. Doesn't seem to find him. While I was watching the match, I was looking for him. "Did he play? Where is he?" After looking at all the players on the field, I finally found him. He seems to be very upset, frustrated, I don't know. Is it because of the match or... me??

The first half of the match has just ended. I kept an eye on Kylian as he went into the dressing room. I went to a cafe in the stadium to buy snacks and drinks as I did not have my dinner.

I sat back down as the second half almost started. The players started to come out and were ready to start. I saw Neymar talking to Kylian while pointing to the audience. Oh wait a minute... Ney was pointing at me. I smiled at them while giving a wave. I'm so glad that Kylian's mood has changed. And... he's no longer angry, disappointed, upset at me.

The second half has started and it seems that the PSG team were eager to make a lead. A few seconds later, Kylian have scored a goal!!! "GOALL!!!" I jumped with excitement and clapped my hand. The team continued to shoot and ended up the end of the match.

By having a VIP ticket, I can went in the dressing room. I made my way there as I want to congratulate the team. I know It will be a little awkward for me to go there as I do not know them much but my intention was just to congratulate them and of course.. Kylian.

When I first stepped in the dressing room, everyone was staring at me with their body half naked. I felt so awkward until the manager of PSG, Mauricio Pochettino, approached me. I handed the ticket to him as he welcomed me to the dressing room. The moment I was welcomed by Pochettino, I tried to find Kylian but he was nowhere to be found. Ney whispered "he's in the washroom." I smiled at him and thanked him for telling me, "Merci."

While I was waiting for him, I sat at his seat. I was just talking to Ney, Presnel and Hakimi since we have met before but haven't properly introduced ourselves. The rest of the team were just staring at us and whispers among themselves. At first, it was awkward talking to them but after a while, I started to get a little comfortable. We got along pretty well and I felt relieved that I managed to communicate with them instead of just waiting for Kylian to appear like a statue.

Kylian finally appears after a while. I quickly got up from the seat and hugged him. I seriously do not know what I am doing at the point of time. He was shocked at the way I reacted when I saw him. While I was hugging him, I felt relaxed, safe and at peace. I felt as if I wanted this to stay forever. Hearing some of the teammates laughing at Kylian made me come back to reality. I ceased the hugging and apologies to Kylian on the way I act. He chuckled.

"I'm glad you came. It's nice to see you." He gave a wide smile at me. I just couldn't say anything but just replied to him with a smile and a nod. I do not want to pop up about the situation that happened yesterday. Not at the right time. He then started to introduce me to his teammates. Is this real?? Did I just shake hands with all the PSG players?!! To be honest, they are so friendly. Not like what I expected to be.

After he introduced me to his teammates, he brought me to a corner of the dressing room. "Let me send you back home. It's dark outside. I want to go home safe." I was surprised by his offer. I really wanted him to send me back home but... I'm shy... "Umm it's ok. I can go home by myself. And I do not want your teammates and your manager to think anything bad about us. Furthermore, you need to go back to your hotel and rest." I rejected his offer politely. Luckily he was ok about it. I thank him for the ticket that he gave me and saying goodbye to all the teammates. I then went off, exit the stadium and hailed for a taxi and went back home.