"Come on, Amelia, hurry up or we will be late!", my brother Robert shouts whilst knocking on my hotel room's door. Poland got kicked out of this year's European Championship yesterday and now Robert and I will fly to Germany to support our friends. "I'm coming!", I answer before grabbing my bag, looking around one last time and then opening the door. I follow my brother out of the hotel and we both get into a car that takes us to the airport where we board a private jet to Munich. During the flight I watch the roundup of the last game that Italy played. To be honest I'm not interested in the match, all I'm interested in is seeing Manuel Locatelli. Every since I've seen him play for the first time some months ago I've had a little crush on him. Hes beautiful and cute and I cannot take my eye off him. I could watch him 23/7, for real. If I just had the chance to watch him I would be totally happy. And I might get the chance to do so. One of Robert's teammates at Bayern, David Alaba and his country Austria are going to play against Italy in the next round. I sent him a message this morning, asking if he could get two tickets so Robert and I can attend the match.

After the landing I turn off the flight mode and see that David has sent me a new message. He makes my wish come true, Robert and I can attend the match. And since the match, just like the one between Germany and England, will be in Wembley we won't even fly somewhere for one day, we can stay there for a few days. And maybe, if my dream comes true, I'll get to spend some time with Manuel. I'd really love to get to know him. From all that I've seen on the Internet so far he's just perfect and I'd really like to know if it really is like that. Even though I know it wouldn't be too easy because Robert is very protective and doesn't want me to have a player as my boyfriend.

Only three days later my brother, the German national team and I arrive in London. This evening the match will take place, the match between Austria and Italy. We're staying in the same hotel as the Austrian players and the one where the Italians are staying also is pretty close to it, 500 metres or so. That is pretty cool because it makes meeting Manuel a lot easier. And if Italy wins their next location will be Munich where Robert and I live which means that I could meet Manuel again. But first I gotta meet Manuel. But I already know how to do that. I just remembered that Robert's former team-mate Ciro Immobile is playing for Italy as well and that he could help me. Therefore I again get my phone out of my pocket and text Ciro:
"Hey Ciro, hope you're doing fine😊I just wanted to ask if you could maybe arrange a meeting between me and Manuel Locatelli after the match? He seems to be such a cool dude and I'd love to meet him an get to know him😊"

I get an answer after a few minutes only. "Of course sorella. You got some lil crush huh 😏 but who wouldn't, Manu is wonderful 👌I'll bring him to the VIP area after the match. What seat numbers do you and Robert have? And do you want me to make sure he doesn't annoy y'all?" I thank him, tell him the seat numbers and also tell him that his help with Robert would be very kind.

And after the match Ciro makes it all come true. After the long 120 minutes and the big fight against Austria he and Manuel enter the VIP are together with David. David and Ciro say hello to Robert and me and then pull my brother away. Manuel and I remain alone.

"Hi, I... I am Manuel. And you're Robert's sister Amelia, right?", Manuel says whilst smiling and blushing a little. Also he sticks out his hand. I shake it an say: "Yeah but please call me Mia. Nice to meet you." whilst looking him in the eyes. Damn, they're even more beautiful than in all the pics on the Internet. I get lost in them immediately. Only as Manuel says: "Hello, are you still there?" I come alive again. "Yeah, sorry. I just got lost in your eyes.", I gasp whilst blushing deeply. Manuel chuckles and says: "That's cute. Would you maybe like to meet tomorrow so you can get lost even more?"

Did he just ask for a date? Did Manuel Locatelli just invite me on a date? Oh my fucking god. My dream has come true.

"Yes, of course! When and where?", I ask. But before Manuel can answer Robert suddenly is back. "Keep your dirty fingers off my sister!", he says angrily whilst pushing Manuel who almost falls downstairs because of that. "Robert, stop!", I scream whilst grabbing his upper arms, trying to hold him back. "Let go of him, he didn't do anything!", I cry. Ciro, David and some more players also come and try to help me get Robert's hands off Manuel. Robert is so fucking scary right now. I hate it when he freaks our like that! Why does he always have to be so overprotective? Manuel literally didn't do anything but ask me out! He neither touched me or said anything inappropriate, he just nicely asked for a date and now my brother has to ruin it!

My friends and the other players manage to push Robert away whilst I fall onto a chair, crying my eyes out. It's so embarrassing and overwhelming and scary, I really don't know what to do right now. Manuel needs a short moment to calm down a little after Robert's attack and then comes up to me. He wraps his arms around me and strokes up and down my back, trying to comfort me.

"I'm so s-sorry, Manuel. That-that wasn't the plan. I understand if you d-don't wanna go out tomorrow anymore, Robert is-" "Shhhhhh, it's okay. And why wouldn't I want to go out with you anymore? You seem to be wonderful and I want to show you and lateron Robert that I also am wonderful. And I really think we can have a great time together. So our date tomorrow is still up. How about 11am in the Lobby of your hotel? Ciro said you're staying in the same one as the Austrian players which means I could pick you up. We can go for a walk and then have lunch. What do you think?", Manuel interrupts me whilst stroking the tears out of my face. Oh lord, this man is too perfect to be real. I don't know if I would still go out with me after my brother's show, being threatened by Robert is so fucking scary.

"Sounds wonderful. Thank you, Manuel.", I whisper whilst leaning my head against his shoulder. I have known him for a few minutes only but my little celebrity crush definitely changed into a real crush. A very big one. And therefore I am very, very happy to go on a date with him tomorrow.