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skipper1331 · 5 months

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Reputation // Alexia Putellas

a/n: based off this request.

Alexia Putellas.

La reina.

Queen of football.

Fan favorite - everybody’s favorite.

It was simple: Alexia doesn’t get rejected.

Or so everyone thought. While in fact, Alexia was asked out often, she was usually the one who would decline the offer. Most of them not interested in her as a person but as the media girl.

Yet that didn‘t stop her from having fun, very fun nights.

Alexia Putellas had a reputation - the fuck girl.

Which is why everybody warned you about her.

"Keep your distance"

"She‘s no good"

"She has a reputation"

"A teammate nothing more"

Alexia’s eyes follow you as you entered the gym.

You looked good, the barca gear made you glow.

"Don‘t even think about it" Lucy warned, stepping in front of Alexia. Lucy’s eyes narrowed as she glared at la reina. The midfielder looked confused before a smirk grew on her face, realizing what the defender meant. "I‘m warning you, Alexia. Do not dare" the english growled.

"I‘m not doing anything" she grinned, eyes back on you as she watched you talking to Patri.

Lucy was aware of Alexias bad reputation and she knew that the sunshine you were, it was most likely for Alexia to shoot her shot. But Lucy would be damned if she didn‘t try to stop it.

The defender and you always had a close relationship, you had played together at City and for the lionesses. Lucy had to protect you. There was no bad cell in your body, you were a ray of sunshine - smiley, sweet and positive. She’d never forgive herself if anything happens to you.

"Enjoying Barcelona?" a voice asked, a hand touching your back before they sat down. Alexia.

The team was out in a restaurant as they celebrated Fridos birthday.

"It‘s nice here" you answered. The older woman chuckled, "here" handing you a drink.

"Oh, I don‘t dri-" you tried to explain before the midfielder cut you off, "it‘s water" she smiled, scooting closer.

What both of you failed to notice was the glare that Lucy sent Alexia, the way her eyes burnt holes in the captains head. Yet what Lucy failed to notice was the blush that started to cover your cheeks, Alexias gaze wandering over your features. "Tell me about yourself, y/n" she smiled softly, sipping on her own drink.

The night was about to start.

"When did you leave last night?" Lucy asked as she walked beside you towards the pitch.

"I don‘t know, actually. I left with Ale" you replied.

Lucy stopped in her tracks, grabbing your wrist, "what did you say?!"

"She drove me home"

"That‘s it?"

"That‘s it" you confirmed.

"Stay away from her, she‘s not the girl you think she is"

Again something you had heard more than once before.

"Hey" the Catalonian greeted, pressing a kiss to your cheek. In respond, you blushed furiously, shyly looking to the ground as the girl giggled at your behavior. "You look pretty" she flirted, eyeing you up and down. Something about the way the Barca outfits hugged your body made her heart race, skin tingle and mind spin with thoughts of what she wanted to do with you.

"Thank you. You look also nice" you smiled. The simple smile you sent Alexia made heart her burst with emotion. She wanted to make you smile everyday.

Just as she was about to ask what you‘re going later, a certain English defender called your name.

"I have to go" you stated, walking to Lucy. The captain growled, Lucy was getting on her last nerve.

In the bus, you starred out of the window as you waited for your bus buddy.

you loved the bus, something about the rides and the bonding made it so special. While you weren‘t one of the louder ones, you loved to observe everybody on the bus.

In the front, coach and staff, talking and analyzing.

In the middle the quieter ones, the ones who enjoy reading, studying or sleeping.

And in the back, the extroverts, the ones who would never shut up and couldn‘t sit still.

It surprised you when you felt a different presence next to you, not the one who it was usually. A familiar scent hit your nostrils, a scent you learned to like, a scent that made you inhale sharply.

"Hola" Alexia greeted, slumping down in the seat next to you. You looked around, searching for your bus buddy who was sitting next to Alexia’s bus buddy, shrugging her shoulders at your questioning look. "What are you doing here?" you asked rather harshly.

Alexia gulped, "do you not want me here?"

"N-no. I- um" nervously you scratched the back of your neck, "you usually don‘t sit next to me" you smiled shyly.

"But now I want to" she explained, her eyes searching for any sign of discomfort. There was none. "I watched the movie you recommended"

"Did you like it? Who‘s your favorite character?" question after question left your mouth. Each one la reina answered happily. She loved talking to you, how passionate you got and how interested you seemed to be in whatever other people said.

Alexia couldn’t stay away from you.

Not when you smiled at her, the way you do.

Not when you laughed, the way you do.

Not when you just existed.

Her mind was consumed by the thoughts of you. Everything you did made her heart race.

Alexia Putellas, la reina, the queen of football, was falling you.

And even though she was known for her fun nights and had a bad reputation because of that, ever since you had entered her life it stopped. She didn‘t look nor acknowledge other women, she only had eyes for you.

Movie night at Patri‘s.

You arrived exhausted, eyes already heavy as you took a seat on the bean bag. The team was gathered around the living room, the curtains closed as snacks were standing on the coffee table. You didn‘t know why you were so tired, you just were. It didn‘t take long for your eyes to fully close. As your body started to lean down, almost falling off the bean bag, Alexia reacted without a second thought. Quickly, she left her seat on the couch and kneeled next to you. Instead of your head falling against the floor, it fell against her chest. The girls were too occupied by the movie to even notice the change - besides Lucy. The English woman watched the scene in front of her, Alexia scooping your small figure up and positioning the two of you on the bean bag, her arms securely around you, your head resting against her chest as she looked down at you, a loving smile across her features.

For once, Lucy didn‘t glare at the midfielder but had a small smile on her face. Maybe Alexia was indeed not the person who she thought she was.

Barcelona was facing Athletic Bilbao and while you were in the starting eleven, Alexia rested on the bench.

The game didn’t start the way she wanted it to - too much chaos. It didn‘t ease her nerves either that every time you had the ball, you were smashed to the ground a second after. It made her mad actually, furios even. In her mother tongue she started to curse, at first it was just an angry whisper until it turned into mad shouting. What the fuck was wrong with that ref?! Was he blind?

"Calm down, he already warned you" Lucy told her firmly, pulling her back to her seat. "She‘s getting hurt!" the midfielder huffed, crossing her arms.

"I know" it took every inch of self-control in her body not to join Alexia‘s shouting.

The Catalonian looked at Lucy, eyes so full of helplessness, "this is personal" she whispered.

With raised brows, Lucy questioned Alexia‘s statement. What was personal? How? "Look at number 6. We have, um, history?"

"You fucked her?"

"Yes"

"And she wanted more but you didn‘t even remember her name?"

"yeah…"

Lucy turned away, her gaze back on the pitch - observing

"She is different" Alexia whispered, "I don‘t know. My heart is- so incredibly happy by just seeing her smile. I want to make her smile. I think I’m in love-"

Just as Alexia was about to admit her love for you, something she had never done nor felt before, Lucy and the whole bench jumped from their seats, yelling furiously.

Harsh tackle.

Your ankle connecting with cleats. Cleats who belonged to number 6.

Your body was shaking violently while you clutched your ankle, crying. The girls on the field tried their best to comfort you, medics already examining your foot. Nervously Lucy and Alexia walked along the sidelines, biting their nails. Even though anger flashed through their bodies, their one priority was your well-being and it didn‘t look like you were feeling well, not at all. The decision was clear: you‘re coming off. Mariona and Marta supported you as you hobbled with tear stained cheeks off the field, where Alexia and Lucy immediately took over their part.

Thankfully, it wasn‘t something too serious. The medics gave you a boot and crutches, so you wouldn‘t injure your foot any further on your way back to Barcelona.

Relief washed over the teams body as they saw you back with them, smiling. That tackle looked harsh and nothing but a yellow card was shown. "Should‘ve been a red" some of the girls grumbled as you joined their huddle before they swarmed out, interacting with fans.

"Little one, how are you feeling?" the English defender asked, looking at you skeptically. "I‘m alright, just need to rest" you stated.

Alexia watched you from afar while she talked to one of the medics. She had to know everything - down to the detail. She addressed it as captain duties, what was best for her team but in reality, she needed to know for her sake. Were you alright? When will your recovery start? How will your treatment look like? Will you be back for the el Classico (not because she wanted your talent too rushed back on the field but because she knew how much the el Classico meant to you.) Alexia asked every question that popped up in her mind and even though the medic was annoyed because most of her questions were already answered, just a little bit differently explained, he was happy that she cared for you so deeply.

Though when a third person entered your conversation with Lucy, she became alert, her latest question long forgotten. "What the fuck" she growled, marching over to where you were, arm snuggling around your waist as she glared at number 6. you gasped slightly at the cold yet gentle touch around your back.

"Alexia" the woman said, to which Alexia only gave a nod.

"Can I talk to you for a minute in private?" number 6 asked you nicely, ignoring the murderous glare Alexia sent her, who was joined by Lucy‘s glare. "Sure" you replied, walking out of earshot.

"Lo siento" she started, gesturing to your boot, "I didn’t mean to" she apologized sincerely, "how bad is it?"

La reina was going crazy - why the fuck was she standing so close to you? Even worse, touching your arm! Jealousy filled her body, a deep frown displayed on her face. It only deepened when you started giggling with the enemy.

"Are you not going to do something about it?" Lucy asked, crossing her arms.

"I absolutely will!" when number 6 pressed a kiss to your cheek, the midfielder lost it. Within seconds she was by your side, shielding you from the other woman who was way too close to you. "You can go now!" she growled, intimidating number 6.

She left.

She wouldn‘t risk it to fight la reina.

"Hey! I was talking to her" you grumbled.

"She was kissing you!"

"She apologized"

"By kissing you?!" her voice level raised, fingers resting at the bridge of her nose.

Everything started getting too much for Alexia, why was she so angry? why couldn’t she control her emotions? She always could! Why not now?!

"I have to go"

As quickly as she had appeared, she disappeared again.

Alexia avoided you on the way back to Barcelona. Like she used to she sat with her friends in the back, your bus buddy next to you. La reina seemed to have forgotten you existed, occupied by other things - though that wasn‘t true at all. For the midfielder there was no one else existing but you.

She felt the urge to sit next to you, explain herself and to wash that stupid kiss off your cheek - to pepper her own kisses all over your face. She did none of it, she just watched you in silence while the girls talked and talked and talked.

The bus arrived in Barcelona hours later, it was already dark outside, only a few cars left on the road. Every girl was eager to get out of the bus and go home, the day has been long and everybody was exhausted.

You were standing in the bus, waiting for everybody to get out, Alexia behind you. Occasionally, her hand would brush against yours as you waited for the girls in front of you to exit the bus. Your breath hitched when you felt Alexia’s pinky intertwine with yours - you didn‘t turn to her, your gaze fixed on Mapi‘s back. The only reaction she got was the blush that arose on your cheeks which you quickly covered with coughing. "You alright?" Mapi asked, holding her arm out to help you down the stairs as your crutches were safely stored away near the suitcases. "Yeah, thank you" you smiled.

With sad eyes, Ale watched you leave.

"How is your ankle?" the Catalonian asked, watching you walk out of the physio room.

"It‘s good. I don‘t have to rest anymore" you replied sweetly, happy to be able to train with the team again. "that‘s great" the captain stated, following your steps to the changing room. She wanted to say so much yet no words left her mouth. The effect you had on her was something she never experienced before. It wasn‘t just your smile or laugh that made her heart race, every time she was near you her knees went weak, her palms got sweaty and she became a nervous wreck.

The el Classico win felt euphoric. A 5-0 win, wow. Barca had destroyed Real and the team couldn‘t be happier.

It was an unspoken rule for the team to celebrate after winning against Real Madrid. Which is why the team met at their local club, all of the girls dressed up, ready to eat, drink and dance.

You considered not to go - you weren‘t the type of person who enjoyed going out much but then again, dressing up, eating and little bit of dancing didn’t sound too bad, did it?

That‘s how you found yourself in the filled club, friends and strangers around you. You sat next to Patri and Pina, talking about something when Alexia joined the table again. She looked breathtaking, her outfit hugged her body perfectly - everybody was drooling, including you.

Throughout the night numerous people asked her to dance or for her number, each time she would decline politely, searching for your eyes shortly after. She wanted to talk to you, so desperately.

As another woman appeared who started talking to Alexia, even laughing with her, you left the table, "I’m getting something to drink, does anybody want something?" you asked.

Making your way over to the bar, you took a seat on one of the bar stools, "one water, vodka on ice, a martini and mojito, please" you ordered.

Alexia watched you like hawk, the rather abrupt leaving and the quick steps catching her attention.

She wanted to follow you, she really wanted to - she didn‘t.

You came back with all of the wished drinks, walking past la reina and the girl she was talking to.

"Let‘s dance!" Ona suddenly yelled, grabbing your wrist and pulling you on the dance floor, the girl already more than just tipsy. Nonetheless, you accepted her dragging you to the dance floor, arms around your neck as she danced. "Arms around my waist, chica!" you did as she wished, not having a clue about dancing but happily doing whatever the younger girl requested. It was her first derby win, let the girl celebrate.

La reina didn‘t enjoy that at all. Seeing the young defenders arms all over you and the close dancing made her burst with emotion. That should be her. She should be dancing with you. Nobody should talk to her besides you.

It should be you and her.

"Fuck it" walking over to you, the midfielders arms snuggled around your waist, pulling you against her front as you left Ona‘s touch completely. "Can I steal her for a moment?" Alexia asked in her mother tongue, smiling nicely at her national teammate who nodded, continuing her dancing.

"You look so beautiful, mi amor" she whispered in your ear. You looked at her with wide eyes, frowning.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"You‘re-" you cut yourself off, not knowing what to say, "Just- leave me alone" left your lips. Wiggling out of her grasp, you walked towards the exit, Alexia close behind. Outside the club, she gently grabbed your wrist, "what do you mean with that?"

"Leave me alone! What game are you playing, hm?!"

"Que?"

"Don‘t you think I know about your little reputation? Barcelonas star footballer loves to fuck random girls" you gritted through your teeth, hidden feelings bubbling up.

"I‘ve been warned about you. And I ignored each warning because you were so nice and caring." you told her, the captain taking back by your sudden outburst, "I don‘t want to be part of your stupid reputation!"

"Stop talking" the midfielder stopped you, face stern, "fuck, do you think I‘d use you?!"

"I don’t know what to think! In one second you‘re getting mad at me because someone kissed my cheek, then you ignore me and then you‘re so lovely, just to talk to some woman again! You‘re so confusing!"

"I haven’t looked at other women since you joined Barca! You‘re the only person I want to look at!" she inhaled sharply before she dropped your hands, resting her forehead against yours, "I don’t want to be confusing" her hands found their place on your waist.

"Are you going home with that woman?"

It was the question that had bothered you the whole night, you just had to know. "No, of course not. She‘s a friend from Alba. I haven’t- you know, not since you‘re here." la reina admitted, "I‘m in love with you and this is all so new, I don’t know how to do this but I’m willing to learn."

You stared at her, was this real? Your heart was racing, breath hitching at the slightest movement of Alexia’s hands, her breath fanning - so close to you.

"No"

"No?"

"No."

Taking a step back, you left her embrace. This was too much - you couldn’t think straight. You wanted to believe her, you really did but you had to protect yourself. You couldn’t be one of her flings. It would hurt too much, to see her and knowing what you‘ve done.

"I‘m sorry, Alexia"

you left without turning back.

You felt your heart hammer in your chest, already regretting your choice, the sad look on Alexia’s face haunting you.

Her eyes followed you until you were out of sight. She felt numb. She sat down on the nearest bench, head resting in her hands as she tried to contain herself.

She wanted to cry, she wanted to go home, she wanted to hide under duvet the rest of her life. She embarrassed herself and that wasn‘t who she was.

She was Alexia Putellas.

La reina.

Queen of football.

Fan favorite - everybody’s favorite, just not your favorite.

From all the names she‘d been called, your favorite would have been the best - the greatest honor, actually.

"Hey, are you alright?" a thick english accent asked, sitting down next to her.

"Sí! Sí, I’m good, i‘m good" she rushed out as she looked up, wiping away the tears that had left her eyes just seconds ago. "What‘s happened?" Lucy asked.

"She- she rejected me" Ale whispered, shoulders sagging - exhaustion written over her features.

The defender was silent for a few minutes, letting Alexia calm down and gather her thoughts.

"You know, you can’t blame her" Lucy explained, "your reputation isn‘t the best"

"I don’t blame her. It just hurts so much"

the english woman laid her arm around the midfielders shoulder, trying to comfort her. Lucy knew you liked her but you feared that you‘d be a someone on her list. Also, she knew how awful it felt to get rejected. "She‘s scared"

"Of me?"

"Of your past"

The Catalonian gulped, why had she been so stupid? Why did she build up a reputation? She hated herself for it. All she wanted was you. You weren‘t like the girls whose namens she couldn‘t even remember. You were so, so much more.

She remembered everything you once told her.

She remembered the way you like your coffee and tea.

She remembered your favorite book, movie and show.

She remembered your stories.

She knew which flowers you liked.

She knew that you didn‘t like drinking.

She knew every detail about the things you told her.

"She‘s special" the Barcelona captain stated, firm with her words as she spoke facts.

"Show her."

Over the next few weeks, Ale did what Lucy told her to. She showed you how much she respected you, bought you flowers and did little things. She‘d tie your shoes, she‘d refill your glass, and so on. She did everything in her power to make you realize that she was worth a chance - that her past didn’t define her. And that she won‘t continue this path.

"How are you feeling about the win and the teams performance?" the interviewer asked Alexia who smiled politely at the lady.

"The team performed great, we played very well. We created a lot of chances which we ultimately took advantage of" she replied.

The interview continued like that, analyzing the game, talking about the impact the subs brought with them and the things the team could’ve done better.

It seemed like a normal interview until it took a turn, much to Alexia’s dislike.

"You haven’t been seen with any girls lately - what‘s happened to this version of yourself?"

Unfortunately for the interviewer, you were in earshot. Your body filled with rage. How can someone be this inappropriate? In an instant you marched over, your hips pushing Alexia slightly out of the camera angle, arm protectively around her waist. "This interview is ended" you stated sternly. You weren’t a media person at all, never knowing what to say, more of a private person - that question was enough for you to throw everything overboard. This was nothing but disrespectful.

You grabbed Alexia’s hand, about to pull her fully away from the media as she instead stepped back in.

"That version fell in love"

with that being said, she let you drag her away into the tunnel.

You grumbled something to yourself, angry about the fact that the lady had the audacity to ask something like that, "why did you answer that? You gave her so much satisfaction by answering!"

"Stop pacing around, please" gently she grabbed your wrists, frowning as the scowl didn’t leave your features.

"It was the right thing to do" she answered calmly while her index finger tried to erase the wrinkle between your brows.

"No- she-"

"I am in love with you and i want everyone to know that," she stated, "I‘m not that person anymore!"

You inhaled, closing your eyes as you relaxed in her close proximity.

"I know you‘re not"

"One chance, that‘s all i ask for" she pleaded, her hand cupping your cheek.

"Okay"

"Okay?"

"Okay."

Both of you smiled shyly with cheeks crimson red.

Alexia stood next to the door, waiting for you to exit the Barcelona facility.

Finally, when she saw you leaving the building, she pushed herself off the wall and quickly slipped her hand into yours, "hi" she smiled, teeth showing as you matched her smile. "I was thinking… um, would you like to go out? With me? On a date?" She had been nervous all day long, wanting to ask the question.

Your smile grew wide, "I’d love to!"

"great!" the captain beamed, "I’ll pick you up" she left your touch, happily walking towards her car before realizing something. Hurriedly, she made her way back to you, "tonight, 6pm, i mean"

She was Alexia Putellas.

La reina.

Queen of football.

Fan favorite - everybody’s favorite.

"Amor, say it." she whined, pressing multiple kisses over your face. You wiggled in her grasp as she straddled your waist, your giggles filling the room - heaven for her ears.

"Noooooo"

The captain looked down at you, a mischief smirk making its way on her face.

"Don‘t you dare, Ale!" you laughed, but it was too late - the tickle fight broke out. It was obvious that your girlfriend was winning, no chance for you to win as she had you pinned down on the couch.

"Say it, mi amor"

"only if i get a kiss…" you grinned.

Within seconds Alexia leaned down, pecking your lips.

giggling, you added, "…or two"

she leaned back down, pecking your lips once more. "or three or four or five" you sing-sang, laughing at the midfielders playful glare. After multiple added kisses, Ale had enough. She cupped your cheeks, lips pressing against your own with a gentle force. The air was knocked out of your lungs. Her thumb caressed your cheeks and you couldn‘t help but smile into the kiss as she kissed you with so much love and appreciation.

"you’re my favorite"

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poti5 · 1 year

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#fc barcelona femenino #barça femenino #Lucy bronce #alexia putellas #maría leon #keira walsh #Women’s World 11 FIFPRO

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realmadridnews · 29 days

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Real Madrid Femenino - FC Barcelona Femenino 0:3

scorers: 0:1, Rolfo 10'

0:2, Bonmati 55'

0:3, Graham 67'

Real Madrid Femenino: Misa; Carmona, Ivana, Galvez, Robles; Zornoza (62' Raso), Abelleira (83' Olofsson); Caicedo (73' Oroz), Toletti, Athenea (83' Feller); Bruun (62' Moller)

FC Barcelona Femenino: Coll; Batlle, Paredes, Engen, Rolfo (76' Torrejon); Guijarro, Walsh (70' Vicky Lopez), Bonmati (70' Putellas); Graham (76' Brugts), Paralluelo, Pina (58' Caldentey)

#Real Madrid Femenino #FC Barcelona Femenino #Real Madrid Femenino results #Primera Division Femenina

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alexiaputellasera · 1 month

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She’s wearing this suit because my funeral will be soon if she keeps dressing like that

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viandclintbarton-supremacy · 6 months

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Love and War (Lucy Bronze x Ona Battle x Reader)

Warning: Swearing, Angst, Fluff and Smut

Request: "PLEASE can we have a threesome with one batlle and lucy MF BRONZE. please omg I'm so done bad. Like poly relationship and shit "

"L/N on the ball, gets past Battle. Leon on their tail. GETS PAST BRONZE! L/N TO WIN!!! GOOOOOALLLLLLLLLLLLL. REAL MADRID SCORE AT THE CAMP NOU WITH SECONDS LEFT"

Your heart was racing, you were running to the craized cheers of the Madrid faithful and jumped into the crowd. You let emotion take over you and celebrate. Kids, Men and Women all hearing your name as your found yourself being carried out and dog piddled by your teammates. Them praising you

*WHISTLE BLOWS*

"Unbelievable scenes here. 2-0 to Barcelona at halftime only for the super sub F/N L/N to score the Hat Trick and snap the unbeaten streak of Barcelona Femeni. The Barcelona players cleary upset with the loss but we can't underrate the fire that L/N and the Madrid gave in the second half.

As you stood up alongside Oroz who gave you a peck in the top of your head as you went to shake hands with your rivals, you saw Alexia walk up to you "Good game, we will make you pay next time" She ruffled your hair. She clearly was upset with the lost but you two had a good friendship going since you got together with Ona and Lucy. Speaking of which you see Lucy sitting on the ball as Ona talked to her clearly mad about the defeat. You approached the duo, you loved them but come on. You were gonna rub this in thier face later. You squat down next to them "Hey good game girls, you were tough as always" you say trying to lighten the mood. Ona looked at you with a concerned smile as Lucy kept her head down. "See you at home L/N" that's not good. She got up and walked off. "Get home safe amor" Ona said quietly before chasing Lucy.

You knew Lucy hated losing. The fact she called you by your last name hurt and pissed you off. She has beaten you before and you never reacted like that even if you mad as hell. You shook you head before walking towards Mapi Leon and embraced your long time frienemy.

Lucy was fuming, She lost, She was the last line of defence and still let the ball passed her. Lost at the Camp nou, Lost to Real Fucking Madrid. Of the teams that could of beat them it was them!. They Lost because of you!. The image if your face flashed in her mind as she made her way back to the locker room. Your beautiful face. She loved waking up to it in the morning and falling a sleeping staring into your eyes. But she can't help but want to punch you right now. She wouldn't but it was how she felt.

Ona was worried. Lucy was silent with a noticeable scowl on her face. The last time Lucy lost a game was the World Cup final and she didn't treat Ona like this. In fact the roles of you and Ona were swapped, Yours and Lucy's team lost and you didn't treat Ona like this, well she thought. She didnt know why this lost hurt lucy more then the finals. Sure Ona was fustrated but thats the game and all three of you were in a relationship you would think Lucy wouldnt be mad that her partner won a match. She'walked besides her as they entered the locker room hoping she cooled down.....

Much later that night back at Lucy's house, Lucy was still in the same mood. Ona had watched her pace back and forth. Ona was waiting for you to arrive as you promised the girls you have one or two drinks to celebrate. "Lucy, my love but please sit down, it's annoying when you pacing back and forth" Lucy with her hand on her hips sighed before sitting down on the couch. "Where are they?" Lucy said cleary irritated. "They should be-"

*Door key noises*

The duo turned to the door to see the handle pushed down and open to reveal you still in your Madrid top and for you to see them still in thiers. "Hola my lovlies" you say before shutting the door and making your way to Lucy and got ready to sit next to her. You though wrong as you went to sit down "Don't touch me" She got up with a annoyed face, as you stopped on the couch with one knee on it and standing with the other leg "Excuse me?"

"You heard me L/N" She said crossing her arms at you. You gave her a suprised lock before glaring. Again with the last name "What is your problem Bronze" Her annoyed face shifted as you said her last name. "You are my problem, you don't talk to us for 3 days and then come up to us and act like nothing is wrong?" You gave her a raised eyebrow "You do realise we are involved in the of the biggest rivalries in history right? We did the same thing last time aswell. We cut contact so we could focus. So I will ask again" You step infront of Lucy. You staring into her soul "What. Is. Your. Problem........Bronze" You said in a tone neither of the girls have heard before. Lucy kept a straight face but didnt want to admit her bitterness. Ona would stand in between as soon as you mention her last name again and feeling the tension "Ok OK that's enough. We all had a tiring day. Let's relax and getting some rest" She said trying to defuse the situation. You backed up as Ona turned to Lucy "Calm down ok?" She would ask the Lioness.

"Oh of course you would bloody check on her first" You threw you hands in the air as you turned and walked to the kitchen. This time it was Ona and Lucy's turned to have confused faces. The duo followed you "What do you mean by that?" Ona would say. "Oh come on, anytime something happens that involves me and Lucy, you go to her first and treat me like an after thought." Ona looked at Lucy before back at you. Lucy was trying to recount these supposed events you mentioned. "I love both of you Y/N, equally. I always try to get to both of you when some-"

You lifted a middle finger that caught both of them off, even Lucy eyebrows raised "One. When yours truly was kicked in the by Caldentey and was semi conscious, you two were two busy protesting rather to check on me." The duo looked down, that was at the start of the relationship and it was something they regretted and hoped that it didn't hurt you but you broke that hope. "Nope you were too busy trying to convince the ref it wasn't a foul"

You held up your index finger giving them the classic two fingers. "Two. Last week when you beat my team, did either of you come up to me and say anything or shake my hand" Ona sighed and Lucy was uncomfortable "Nope, you both celebrate shook a few hands and went out to celebrate. Ignoring my texts and calls and left me alone outside until I had to walk home an sleep worrying that you two didn't get home safe" Ona was now scratching her arm, she knew that the action of that would send you paranoid and she didn't want you to think like that. It was for that reason she gave you keys to her and Lucy's house. Lucy had her hands in her pockets, she felt horrible because she would always insist that you call or text her if you needed anything and the one time you did, she wasn't there. Feeling the remorse she approached you"F/N. I'm so so-"

"Three" you cut her off as you held up a third finger and taking a swig of the beer you had opened when you entered the kitchen. Your attention fully on Ona"Back in Australia. When we lost. When me and Lucy were down. Who did you go to?"

"Lucy" She said quietly, you nodded "of course I'm not saying Lucy didn't need the comfort but when did you come to me?" You said in a innocent voice. Guilt and a sick feeling built up in her gut.

"I didn't" You smiled " Thank you." You then looked at Lucy before taking a swig if beer "And you, you said you would be there for me" You slowly step towards her "I can forgive being excited about a win and getting caught up in the fun or getting caught up in the heat of the game." You said your voice now in a tone that could be described as you are regretting your actions and even though I am pissed, I'm loving it. You stepped again "When my world was shattered and I felt like shit feeling the world watch me cry. And countless teammates and Spaniards were trying to comfort me and I saw my two girlfriends smiling at each other." You stood nose to nose with Lucy. Who calm demeanor showed signs of breaking "When we stood shoulder to shoulder and watch Ona lift the cup. What did you say" Lucy felt nauseous, one of the biggest regres in her life was what she said to you. Ona was uncomfortable and scared at the thought of whag Lucy did "What"

"Did"

"You"

"Say"

"To"

"Me"

Lucy breathed in "I said"

"We would of won if Keira was on the pitch instead of you"

Ona jaw hung low at the confession. Lucy's tried to remain calm shook her head cleary disgusted with letting her anger get the best of you. You put your drink down.

"And you are telling me, That even though I can handle all that shit that has happened. That you can't handle one fucking loss to me?" Lucy looked ashamed before you looked towards Ona who looked at Lucy with shook before locking eyes with you. "Do you think I'm in the wrong for being pissed off" She looked down and shook her head.

You walked past the duo and headed out of the Kitchen but stopped "Anyone else would leave you two if they were me you know" the two looked at you with worry "But I love you two so much that, that if I did leave. It would hurt more then the 3 reasons I just stated, combined.

You headed to the bedroom Leaving the duo, you felt light headed. Was that the right thing to say. You let months of anger out on them even if you felt justified you still didn't like to see them hurt, you took off your trousers and threw them across the room then proceeded to look for a pair of shirts to put so you could sleep. You found a old pair of England shorts and put them on before going to bed, hoping the next day wouldn't be as bad. You layed battling the emotions that were making you tired, You expressed your feelings but it left a worrying thought that you may have hurt your partners deeply with you words and attitude.

Lucy felt Ona's eyes burning into her head. Not only did Ona have to listen to someone she loves became angry and hurt, a side of you she or Lucy have never seen before but she finds out what Lucy said to you. Lucy felt sick ever since she said that, as soon as those words left her mouth she wanted to apologise and hold you close but was Stubborn. In her anger and looking for someone to blame, you were the closest and the reason at the time. She knew that you were scared of replacing Keira not on the pitch as a partner. You worried about living up to Lucy's standards after she been in a long relationship with your teammate. Her knowing this she decided to use it as ammo in the moment and hit the target. She felt a growing sense of regret for her words and actions. She knew she had taken her anger out on you unfairly then and now. Her stubbornness in the heat of the moment had caused unnecessary pain. The thought of you leaving them had struck her hard and it was a wake up call to revaluate her behaviour.

Ona, who was caught in the middle of the fight, couldn't ignore the rift that had developed between you and Lucy. She loved both of you deeply and wanted nothing more than to see harmony in your relationship. The fact that you had revealed your hurt and frustration was both eye opening and heart breaking for her. She realized that she needed to step up her game in terms of being there for you. She loved you deeply and she couldn't bear to see you hurt, especially when it was because of her negligence. She knew she had to make an effort to be more attentive and supportive in the future.

Lucy sat down in the living room couch, leaning forward with her hands together. Ona was sat next to her resting her head on Lucy shoulder. "I'm such a fucking idiot" Lucy said in a broken voice "Out of all the things I should have said. I said that." Lucy spoke with great disappointment in herself, She felt Ona rub her arm "And tonight i hurt them again" She buried face in her hands. "You are right, we should of been there more. We should of been celebrating now, but we ruin F/N's moment with this Lucia" Ona said in a ashamed voice as Lucy began fight back emotions. "What if they want to leave? I don't know how i can fix this." Ona now sat up and hugged the Lionesses side.

"Listen to me, Y/N loves us deeply. They have shown that countless times. I don't think they want to leave. Like they said leaving us would hurt them more then anything." Ona cupped Lucy cheeks "Lucia, F/N is strong, but they are a human and humans can only take so much before snapping. We just need to be there for F/N when they are ready" Lucy looked into the women's eyes "Maybe its because there are three of us in a relationship, It means more commitment and love from each other. We expect more from each other. We should be supportive, especially when one of us succeeds, just as we comfort each other in defeat." Lucy held back her tears hearing Ona speak like this made her captivated before closing the distance and kissing Ona, who responded back before pulling apart and resting each others head against each other.

Lucy sighed "You're right, Ona. I need to apologize to Y/N and make things right." Ona smiled "We, We need to apologise" Lucy gave a sad smile. "We need to let Y/N know that we love them and we're here to support and understand each other, no matter what Lucia."

You open your eyes slowly feeling something run through your hair and something playing with your hand. As the blurring vision cleared you saw Ona laying next to you playing with you hand "Morning amor" You looked up to see Lucy playing with your hair "Hey sleepyhead" You felt so happy that your girls were still there but still felt sad you may have hurt them "How was your sleep?" Ona asked kissing your hand, you glance at the window. Still dark must be early in the morning"Honestly, Nice" You gave a blunt response making the duo know you were still hurt. You felt Lucy move beside you and cupped your cheeks "Y/N," she said, her voice filled with sincerity and remorse, "I'm so sorry for what I said and how I acted last night. It was unfair, and it was a terrible way to treat you after winning the game. And for what i said at the World Cup that was sick of me to say. Please forgive me. I love you, and I never want to hurt you like that again." For the first time you saw Lucy looking like a lost puppy. She looked distraught after speaking and was waiting for a reply from you.

You felt a hand on your shoulder "Y/N," Ona began, "I apologize as well for not being there when you needed me. You're right, I should have checked on you during the World Cup. I promise to be more attentive in the future." You heard the honesty in her voice. She said it with clear passion in her voice. You looked back at Lucy who looked like she was going to cry a storm. It was clear the aftermath of last night was a wake up call to the girls. Your heart ached with a mix of emotions as you couldn't bear it anymore. You one arm each of Lucy and Ona pulling them into embrace, Ona gladly accepting, Lucy accepting and holding you in a tight grip. "I love you two." You felt Lucy soften" And I forgive you" Lucy started to slowly cry into you shoulder as Ona rubbed her back and you place a hand on the back of your head. It felt like hours you guys sat there just holding one another.

As the embrace broke. Lucy wiped her eyes as you pushed the strands of her hair out of her face, You loved it when her hair was down. Ona rested her head on your shoulder. You noticed both still had there Barca shirts on. They clearly didn't change. "Y/N, you were absolutely incredible last night," Lucy beamed, her eyes filled with admiration. "I've never seen someone turn a game around like that. You're amazing." You smiled sheepishly as Ona chimed in "Yes, you were the hero of El Classico. You made us so proud amor. You couldn't help but blush at their compliments, feeling their love and support wash over you. It was moments like these that reminded you why you cherished your relationship with them so much.

You felt Lucy's fingers graze your your thigh, giving you slight shivers. Her eyes turned evil. "But i must say" She leaned in pecking you jaw line before whispering "You may be wearing a Madrid top but you are Barca property" She said as she started to peck you neck. You felt a shiver shoot up your spine. Lucy knew how to make you submit to her advances. You tried to respond but her pecks made you stammer Ona couldn't help but chuckle at the exchange. She knew how much Lucy's teasing affected you, and she enjoyed the playful banter between the two of you. She leaned in and whispered, "Lucy's right, you did look stunning in that jersey. But don't forget who owns you. okay?" Ona then decided you attack the over side of your neck sending you into euphoria. You breath was caught in your throat as the two made break as you gave a audible moan. Lucy smirked but notice Ona.

The Lionesses grip the back of Ona hair and pulled her away from you "Did i say to do that?" You bit your lip as your favourite side of Lucy came up. Ona whilst Lucy was holding her hair gave Lucy a smirk that screamed brat. You then felt Lucy grip your jaw and aggressively kiss you and you responded lucy didn't even have to try you let her tongue overpower you within seconds. You faintly hear Ona chuckle before Lucy stopped and let go of Ona and pushed you onto bed like a Lion finding its prey and used her teeth to mark you. The intensity made you gasp with pleasure as a wetness form between your legs. As you let Lucy clam your neck Ona layed next to you, She loved to Lucy make you hers. She was like a hyena, she would try and try to have a bite of Lucy's food and pick off the left overs.

"Papi" You moaned as Lucy responded by licking your neck and gripping you jaw making her stare at you "Say it pup" she growled you as you feel her hand roam under your shirt

"Say it"

*Smut Incoming*

"Fuck me Papi" you said in a submissive voice as Lucy's smirked with fire in her eyes.. She lifted your Madrid top over you head and held it against you wrists and held your wrists with one hand above your head. You couldn't see clearly through the sheet and excitement ran throughout your body. You loved being Lucy's plaything. You heard lips smacking, knowing Lucy she is marking Ona's neck. "Do it brat" You heard Lucy say calling Ona a brat. But all of a sudden you feel a wet sensation on your left nipple making you gasp and arch up. you legs rubbing against each other as you moaned. "Good Girl" you hear Lucy say through your moans. You couldn't concentrate feeling Ona tongue flick and make circle around your nipple as you felt her leg wrap around one of yours and feeling another body most likely Lucy layed on your right side holding you down copying Ona. You then screamed with pleasure feeling Lucy's mouth on your right nipple, licking and sucking like an animal.

These girls were sending you into a moaning mess, you were tortured by your girlfriends for what felt like hours. To be honest you didn't care you loved this feeling of being controlled by two Barcelona girls. You felt Lucy leave your nipple as you felt Ona roughly pulled off you. You shirt was pulled down you see Lucy smirking holding Ona by the back of her head, holding her head between your legs. "Time to eat brat" Lucy said to Ona before pushing her head down on you. Making you moan, feeling Ona's mouth, her licks, her kisses, treating you like a meal that has even kept from her all month. Lucy laugh would send electricity through you. Lucy push Ona harder and Ona pulled your legs towards her, showing she needed your taste on her tongue. You felt the texture of her tongue run up and down you as she chuckle. Starting to feel you body. "Papi" you said looking at Lucy, She smirked at you knowing you were close. "Yes Pup?" You shiver as she traces her fingers down your waist. "I i I go- ugh gonna cum" She smiled devious "Not yet pup, not till Papi says. You start to squirm with pleasure and excitement, hearing the slurps and licks from Ona makes you feel more alive.

"Say the magic word puppy" You bit your tongue and shook your head "N-no never" She gripped your jaw making you more close "Say it now" she growled. You couldn't, you can't break your loyalty. "If you don't say it" She gripped harder. But you felt it coming in the moment you said the words that Lucy didn't want you to say. As you the orgasm take over you arched up and during released said

"HALA MADRID!"

Dazed from the amazing orgasm, you couldn't see Lucy's furious face. How dare you say that in her house. Ona's was chuckling as she licked up every essence of yours. "You fucking pathetic bitch" you knew you fucked up but you didn't care you would never pledge love towards Barcelona. "BRAT!" Ona looked up deeply breathing "Hold them" Lucy said in a tone you both understood well. You gulped as Ona pounced on you, pulling you on her and wrapping her arms and around you. "You shouldn't have said that my pet" She said before placing her lips on yours and staring to make out with you. You both battle trying to over come.

"Fucking dumb bitch" You hear before a overwhelming force entered you, you eyes bulging and you screamed into Ona's mouth. You felt you hair pulled as Lucy made you look up into her eyes "You are going to pay for saying that word in my house, you pathetic galáctico" She said before thrusting again. Making you shake on her strap. You couldn't help but love when Lucy brought your team rivalry in it, it made things spicier.

You couldn't to jolt everytime you felt Lucy pound into you, the sounds of slapping skin, Ona licking your nipples in a teasing matter. You hear Lucy groan and grunt as she found a rhythm. You knew she had a vibrator behind her strap. You feel her push your head down and without hesitation you start to make out with Ona. You moan and scream as you are being pounded into a weakened state. You feel Lucy body weight onto you making you stop kissing and gasp more as she picks speed "Who do you belong to" Lucy said as you feel her hot breathe on the back of your neck. "Who do you belong Pet" Ona said in a seductive tone. "Y-ah ah uh Y-"

"Wrong answer pet" You feel Ona bite the right side of your neck and start to mark. Lucy now growling in you ear as she thrusted harder and place her hand of the back of Ona's head and pulled her into your neck"Who do you belong too puppy" she slowly liked your ear before biting town on your left side neck and Ona holding Lucy's head

"AHHH MY OWN-ERS I BELONG TO YOU, I BELONG TO YOU" You repeat and repeat you couldn't take it, you squirmed as you release at the same time as does, making her bite down enough to draw blood. You collapsed as Ona and Lucy continue to mark your neck for another minute. You don't move you just let it happen. The two girls making sure you and others who see your neck, that you are property of Lucia Roberta Tough Bronze and Ona Batlle Pascual.

Lucy sighs and falls off you as you then fall off Ona. As you lay there mind broken, you glanced to the side, seeing Ona wasting no time as she climbed on a spent Lucy and began to ride her. You stared at the two girls you loved, you couldn't imagine not having them in your life. It was heaven. Lucy now regaining her composure started to move ger hands up and down Ona and thrusting upwards. You slowly scooted towards Lucy and draped your arm across her chest. She looked at you. "You did good puppy, stay by my side and rest" She pecked your head as you slowly fell into slumber letting the two others finish.

*Smut End*

You woke up groggily. You felt arms around you, you opened your eyes to see Lucy sleeping in front of you. you felt arms behind you, you knowing it was Ona spooning you. Thought still all naked, the covers were dropped over all three of you. This is what you needed, what you always looked forward too. Being sandwiched by the two most important and beautiful beings in the universe.

You feel back asleep, knowing you were protected in the arms of Ona Batlle and Lucy Bronze

The end

Holy shit, my first smut. I hoped it worked if not I apologise. I don't write smut so let me know how I did,it would REALLY help me knownif I did a good one or not .

How was the story too? What about Keira insult from bronze? Bringing the team rivalry into the dynamic.

Let me knownif you guys want more Ona and Lucy

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TORNADA PT. 2

He vueltooo, os dejo aquí la continuación de esta.. vamos a llamarlo serie porque tengo otros dos capítulos hechos y seguramente surgan más, no lo se...

Disfrutad.

Parte 1

2 meses han pasado desde que Alexia volvió a pisar el césped, un par de días después volví a Mallorca. No nos habíamos visto desde entonces pero hablábamos a diario.

Le conté que había ido a ver varias veces a Paula y también le hablé de Alexandra pero no el porqué de estas visitas. No quería distraerla con mis cosas, tenía que ganar la Champions cosa que hizo y celebraron por todo lo alto.

Yo por otro lado me quedaba un partido que era decisivo para ganar la liga y firmé por dos años con el Barça.

En un mes me mudo a Barcelona junto con Ale así que quería aprovechar ahora que viene unos días para ayudarme con la mudanza a presentarle a Alexandra y decirle mi locura.

Ahora mismo estamos de camino al partido que tienen las chicas, como a Paula la han subido de categoría juega junto a Alexandra.

Llegamos justo a tiempo para ver cómo se alinean y se saludan, así que nos sentamos al lado de Marta.

-Hola- Saludamos

-Hola, ¿que tal el viaje, Alexia?

-Bien, cortito, Mallorca es increíble.

-Eso dicen todos los que vienen- Se ríen y entablan una conversación hasta que empieza el juego.

Ale pone su brazo encima de mis hombros.

-¿Paula es el 11?- Pregunta Ale

-Si, cariño y Alexandra el 10

Están todo el partido jugando sucio contra Paula al verla más pequeña piensan que es más débil, están metiendo piernas y cuerpo cuando no hay porque y el árbitro no dice nada.

-Y el árbitro este para que esta? - Dice Ale enfadada y se levanta- Pero mira coño, van a por ella a muerte.

-Siempre pasa lo mismo, piensan que con ella lo tienen fácil al ser más pequeña pero luego ven que no y se frustran y van más a por ella- Digo acostumbrada de verlo en partido si y partido también.

En ese momento una compañera le pasa el balón a Alex a la que le vienen dos rivales y como puede les regatea dejándolas a ambas en el suelo y enseguida se la pasa a Paula que se había desmarcado. Ella chuta y la portera rival no puede hacer nada.

-Vamoss- Me levanto a celebrarlo y abrazo a Ale.

-Son muy buenas, tienen buena técnica- Comenta Alexia- Destacan entre las otras

-Lo sé- Digo orgullosa

Nos volvemos a sentar y continuamos viendo el partido pero por detrás escucho como unas madres cuchicean.

-¿Has vista la niña esa? La 11?

-Si, no sé que hace aquí, esa tiene que estar con su categoría. Aquí se va a hacer daño siendo tan poca cosa

-En algún momento sale volando por querer jugar con los mayores- Se ríen

Me voy a girar para decirles de todo pero Ale me pone una mano en el muslo y se gira ella.

-Ahora se donde han salido vuestras hijas- Suelta Alexia.

-¿Perdón?- Dice la vieja rubia

-Digo que vuestras hijas son igual de groseras que vosotras, no se como podéis desearle el mal a alguien y menos a una niña pequeña- Pausa y veo como se callan, suelto una risita- Y para vuestra información la número 11 se llama Paula y juega con los mayores porque tiene más talento que todas, solo hay que ver cómo les está pateando el culo.

Dicho esto se gira para seguir viendo el partido y yo no puedo evitar reírme fuerte de las caras de las viejas.

Me acerco a su oído

-¿Te he dicho ya cuanto te quiero?

-Si, pero no me cansaré nunca de oírlo

-¿Y sabes lo que me pones cuando te pones en plan protectora?- Le doy un beso en el lóbulo y veo como se tensa.

Le beso la mejilla y me separo para seguir viendo el partido.

El partido finaliza 3-0 con los otros dos goles de Alex con asistencia de Paula.

Estábamos esperando a un lado del túnel a que salieran las chicas.

-T/n- Viene corriendo Paula y me abraza y detrás de ella veo que Alex viene también pero despacio, con cautela, mirándonos con desconfianza sobretodo a Ale- ¿Has visto esos goles?

-Sii- Digo eufórica mirándola- Ha sido increíble, habéis jugado genial- Fijo mi mirada en Alex ahora.

Detrás de ese muro que se ha construido veo un poco de emoción aunque intenta ocultarlo pero conmigo no lo consigue y le sonrío.

-Habéis jugado muy bien- Choca los cinco Ale con Paula y se gira a Alex- ¿Alexandra, verdad?- La niña asiente precavida- Tienes un pie izquierdo asombroso.

Asiente con recelo.

-Soy Alexia, por cierto- Mi novia sonrie cálidamente presentándose.

-Alexandra-

-Podemos ir a cenar algo para celebrar la victoria no?- Miro a Ale y a Marta que asienten con la cabeza y miro a las niñas.

-Siiiiiiii- Grita Paula y se gira hacia su amiga- Porfi porfi porfi Alex, nos lo pasaremos bien. Te lo prometo- Le suplica.

-Esta bien- Cede dándole una pequeña sonrisa que quita cuando ve que la miramos- ¿Qué mirais?- Se cruza de brazos.

Alexia niega con la cabeza y suelta una sonrisa.

-Creo que ella y yo nos llevaremos bien- Me susurra en el oído- Se parece demasiado a ti

El resto de la tarde pasa. Conocemos más a las chicas o por lo menos lo que nos dejan sobretodo Alex que sigue mirando todo con recelo y contestando a la mayoría de cosas con respuestas cortas.

Pero ahora de camino a dejarlas en el orfanato veo que Alexandra y Alexia están unos metros por delante de nosotras hablando animadamente.

-Parece que Alexia se la ha llevado al bolsillo- Comenta Marta.

-Tiene ese don, conmigo también lo consiguió y eso que me hacia la dura.

-Alex solo necesita un poco de cariño, seguridad y confianza- Suelta de repente Paula que estaba agarrada a mi mano- Yo no tengo recuerdos fuera de ese orfanato pero ella sí, ella a tenido una vida antes de eso y eso hace que le cueste confiar y abrirse a nuevas personas.

-Lo entiendo y no hay prisa, Paula. Conseguiremos que se sienta así- Le prometo- Ella y tú.

Después de despedirnos y dejar a las niñas Ale y yo volvimos a mi casa.

-Hola Thor- Acaricio a mi perro

-Que pasa grandullón, yo también te he echado mucho de menos

Me río al ver a mi novia y mi perro emocionados saludandose.

Cojo la correa para ir a pasearlo

-¿Vienes?-Le pregunto

-¿Contigo? Pffff... Al fin del mundo

-Eres un amor- Rodeo sus hombros y la beso.

Pasa sus brazos por mi cintura y pone las manos en mi culo mientras intensifica el beso pero cuando me quedo sin aire me separo.

-Na na, primero Thor.

-Tienes razón- Con un último beso me suelta pero entrelaza nuestras manos y salimos de la casa.

Paseamos disfrutando del silencio y de la compañia de la otra ya que no hemos podido tener todos los momentos así que hubiéramos querido en estos casi 4 años de relación.

-Echaba de menos estar así contigo- Pasa su brazo por mis hombros

-Y yo también

-Menos mal que esta es la última vez que vamos a estar separadas.

-Si, solo unos días más- Silbo para llamar a Thor y le tiro la pelota de tenis. -Vamos a los bancos esos.

Nos sentamos y la miro queriendo abrir la boca

-¿Qué pasa, cariño?- Me mira preocupada

Ahí va, sueltalo ya

-Quiero adoptarlas- Suelto rápida y jadea

Muy bien t/n, rápido y sin anestesia. Si no fuera porque estoy acojonada me estaría partiendo de risa con la cara de Alexia.

-¿Qué? ¿Adoptarlas? ¿En plural?- Abre la boca- Creo que cuando vaya a revisión médica le voy a decir que me miren la audición

-Has escuchado bien Ale, adoptarlas, a Paula y a Alexandra.

-Pero...

-Dejame terminar, luego me dices lo que piensas- La interrumpo- Se que es una locura. Voy a empezar una nueva etapa profesional y tú volviendo de tú lesión lo único que quieres es seguir jugando y centrarte en tú carrera. Pero cuando vi a Paula ese día y me enteré de una parte de su historia algo hizo que quisiera protegerla y que sintiera que tenía una familia. Luego está Alex, ambas podían haber sido adoptadas ¿sabes?- Le digo y niega con la cabeza.

-¿Si?

-Sí, solo que separadas y han hecho hasta lo imposible para que las volvieran a juntar y no voy a ser yo quien las vaya a separar ahora. Alexandra me transmite tanto sin decirme nada... ¿Sabes? Desde el momento en el que te ha visto la has impactado como con Paula la primera vez. No se esperaba que su ídola apareciera ahí y mucho menos de una manera tan mundana, pero no lo ha demostrado.

-Es muy buena, entonces- Suelta una risa.

-Cuando la conozcas un poco más te darás cuanta de que es pura fachada y que se muere por un poco de amor y atención.

-Estoy segura de ello- Me mira con adoración.

-Pero al caso, no quiero que te sientas presionada ni nada de eso, somos dos en esta relación y si no quieres voy a entenderlo. Puede que me haya precipitado un poco- Le cojo la mano y se la aprieto encogiéndome de hombros- Alomejor no es tu momento de formar una familia o alomejor no quieres formarla o no conmigo... Pero lo entenderé

-Ey, para el carro- Me da un apretón y pone su otra mano en mi mejilla- Claro que quiero formar una familia contigo, mi amor, quiero hacer cualquier cosa contigo- Pausa- Y sí, puede que me haya venido esto de sorpresa y que sea un poco precipitado- Se ríe y me seca las lágrimas- pero quiero hacerlo, me enamoré de lo poco que conocí ese día a Paula y ahora que he estado con ella más y Alex... Creo que podría tener una buena conexión con ella.

-Lo he notado- La abrazo fuerte y me acurruco en su cuello- Vas a ser una buena mamá.

-Tanto como tu seguro que no- Me besa la frente.

Nos quedamos así en silencio mientras Thor juega en el césped.

No pude dormir mucho esa noche y llamé pronto a Marta. Le comenté lo que hablé con Alexia y me dijo que se iba a poner con los papeles para que la adopción sea cuanto antes pero faltaba una parte importante, hablar con las niñas.

Y en eso estamos, esperando a que vengan las niñas al patio.

Y de pronto todos los niños que habían ya alrededor empezaron a murmurar.

-Esa no es Alexia Putellas?-Dice uno

Ale llevaba una gorra así que se camuflaba un poco pero es imposible con 40 miradas encima.

-¿Quién?- Pregunta otro

-Ahhh si, esa que a ganado dos balones de oro- Dice otra niña

-Creo que me suena de la tele.

Ale se acerca demasiado a mi para susurrarme

-Me siento un poco observada.

Pero antes de que pueda decir nada veo a alguien correr y estrellarse contra mis piernas. Paula.

-Hola, cariño.-La saludo dándole un beso en la mejilla.

-Hola t/n- Se separa y abraza a Alexia que me mira con sorpresa pero le corresponde.- Hola Alexia.

-Hola pequeña, ¿cómo estás?

-Bieen, ¿vamos a ir otra vez de paseo?- Pregunta ilusionada.

-Podemos ir- Le revuelve el pelo y hace un puchero.

-¿Esas están interesadas en las antisociales esas?- Escuchamos que dice una y enseguida a Paula se le cambia la cara.

-¿Pero quien las va a querer? - Dice otra.

Veo que Alexandra aparece. Ha escuchado todo y veo como esta apretando los puños lista para abalanzarse.

-Quieta ahí, señorita- Me pongo enfrente y hago que me mire- Te dejaría que le pegaras dos hostias bien dadas pero queremos salir con vosotras y si te castigan eso no va a ser posible.

Me mira y luego mira a Paula y Ale que se habían acercado.

-Sí- Alexia pone una mano en su hombro para tranquilizarla y parece que surge efecto ya que destensa las manos- ¿Os apetece un helado? Luego podemos ir al parque a jugar o lo que queráis un rato.

-Si, porque luego tengo el último partido de la temporada

-Vamos a ir a verlo ¿verdad? - Le pregunta Paula impaciente a Ale.

-Si, quiero ver cómo les pateas el culo al Villarreal.

-Me haría mucha ilusión que vengáis-Les sonrío y Ale pasa un brazo por mis hombros.

-Venga, vámonos que no nos dará tiempo a todo.

Íbamos hablando de lo que estaban haciendo estos últimos días en el cole de camino a la heladería.

Una vez tuvimos los helados nos sentamos en una mesa y asentí con la cabeza a Alexia.

-Chicas, tenemos que deciros algo importante- Comienzo.

-Ayer, T/n y yo estuvimos hablando...

-Os habéis cansado de mi ¿no? De nosotras. Y por eso ahora os vais a ir, no vais a volver.- Habla Alex y es la primera vez que la veo con los ojos llorosos- He escuchado que te vas a Barcelona, sabia que no podía ser tan bonito- Habla mirándome fijamente y se quita una lágrima con rabia.

-¿Qué? ¿De que estas hablando Alex?- Se gira a mirarme la pequeña- ¿Eso es verdad?

-Primero de todo-Agarro la mano de Alex aunque se rehúsa un poco- Alexandra, no me he cansado de ti y no me voy a cansar nunca de vosotras- Digo sería mirandolas

-Ni yo tampoco- Interviene Ale agarrando la mano de ambas niñas- Os he conocido hace poco pero ya tenéis una parte de mi con vosotras y siempre voy a estar cuando me necesitéis.

Joder. Me he enamorado más de ella y no lo creía posible.

-Y sí, es verdad que me voy a Barcelona, me ha fichado el Barça. Sois las primeras en saberlo.

-¿ENSERIO? Eso es genial, t/n- Dice emocionada Paula.

-Si que lo es- Ale sonrie orgullosa.

-Queremos que vengáis con nosotras- Les digo.

-¿Qué?- Dicen ambas a la vez.

-Queremos adoptaros- Dice Ale- Si vosotras estais de acuerdo- Añade nerviosa

-¿Adoptarnos? ¿A las dos juntas?- Dice la mayor.

-Juntas- Afirmo.

Paula y Alexandra se miran sin decir nada durante un minuto y luego nos miran.

-Vale- Dicen

-¿Si? -Me levanto emocionada de la silla y empiezo a esparcir besos a las 3- Siiii

-Entre nosotras y yo- Hace como que les cuenta un secreto a las niñas pero la oigo- Esta un poquito loca, así que os podéis ir acostumbrando pronto- Las niñas se ríen cuando le doy un golpe en la nuca

-Estoy loca si, pero así me quieres y lo que te queda por aguantar- La beso sentándome en sus piernas-

-También es un poco bipolar - Les susurra y intento levantarme pero me agarra fuerte de la cintura- Así te quiero

-Y yo te quiero a ti- Me giro a las niñas, Paula tenía una sonrisa boba mirándonos y Alex aunque lo intentara ocultar tenía una mirada soñadora- Queremos que os sintais en familia, queridas y protegidas con nosotras y enserio no tenéis la obligación de llamarnos mamás por adoptaros, es algo que sale solo y si no sale nunca también estará bien.

-Gracias por todo- Dice la mayor mirándome- A las dos- Gira a la capitana.

-No es nada- Mira el reloj la catalana y abre los ojos- Hay que irse, cariño. Tienes un partido que ganar.

POV ALEXIA

Estábamos en las gradas del campo de fútbol. Habían unas 500 personas alrededor, la mayoría apoyando al equipo mallorquín.

-Woah. Hay mucha gente con pancartas de t/n

-Es la mejor, hace magia con el balón-Dice la menor- Ojalá llegar un día a ser como ella-Susurra

-Pensaba que yo era la favorita de las dos- Hago como que me ha dolido

-Ella no lo sabe, se piensa que eres tú. Pero ella es increíble.

-Pienso lo mismo, te guardaré el secreto- Le guiño un ojo

Me da una media sonrisa y se gira a mirar el partido.

-La mayoría de esa gente han visto crecer a T/n y la han ayudado cuando era pequeña- Comento señalando un grupo de 15 personas todos con camisetas de ella.

-¿Qué quieres decir con esto?- Pregunta la menor

-Ella tampoco lo tuvo fácil cuando era pequeña y se merece todo lo mejor al igual que vosotras- Les sonrío un poco triste.

-Ella es una buena persona- Dice la número 10.

Sonrío de acuerdo y ya lo próximo es ver el partido y comentar todo lo que sucede.

-Alexia- Me llama Alex

-Mmmh? - La miro

-Ver contigo un partido es diferente- Comenta- Siempre tienes algo que aportar para ajustar, te adelantas a lo que puede pasar, ves cosas que otros no ven...

Me sonrojo sin decir nada

-Si, es increíble. Ver contigo un partido es muy guay- Dice ahora la otra.

-Bueno, vosotras también habéis visto cosas que no todos llegan a ver. Tenéis una muy buena visión de juego y eso lo lleváis dentro- Halago porque de verdad que siendo tan pequeñas me ha impresionado las cosas que han comentando.

-¿Has pensado en ser entrenadora cuando te retires?- Dice Alexandra

-Vaya, me estas llamando vieja?- Digo divertida y ella niega eufórica

-No, no, no, eres Alexia Putellas por favor- Dice escandalizada y me río de su cara

-Era broma- Informo y veo que respira más tranquilamente- Pero si, cuando me jubile, que espero que sea de aquí a muchos años, no pienso dejar el fútbol así que entrenadora es una buena opción.

-Hagas lo que hagas lo harás genial- Dice Paula y sonrío tiernamente.

-Gracias pequeña

El partido al final terminó 2-0 con ambos goles de mi novia.

Bajamos al campo y viene corriendo hacia nosotras con su medalla colgada.

-¿Habéis visto eso?- Dice toda emocionada

Paula la abraza primero, después Alex y por última yo.

-Han sido dos golazos, nena- Digo orgullosa.

-Sisi, ese caño de tacón y luego el chute a sido impresionante

-Y y ese regate de las 4 defensas para luego marcar- Dice exaltada Alex- Puffff

-Increíble, nena- La beso orgullosa de ella.

Viene la fotógrafa y nos pregunta si queremos fotos y T/n le dice enseguida que si.

Primero ella sola después conmigo y luego ella con las niñas

-Ven Ale- Me llama Paula y me acerco.

Me pongo al lado de T/n rodeando su cintura y ella mi cuello con una mano luego la otra mano la pone encima del hombro de Paula y yo en la de Alex, la copa está frente a las niñas que con sus manos la tocan y la medalla la tiene Pau en el cuello.

Desde ese momento se volvió una de mis fotos favoritas y también de T/n porqué nos la pusimos de fondo de pantalla.

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