"calum hood, an soccer star in the making. he's australian and only 20 being compared to neymar, ronaldo, suarez, bale, messi and many more. make sure you're looking out for him because here's what makes him special.."

andre cleared his throat after saying his line out loud. after his interview two days ago, he had gotten his job and would be starting as a spokesman for sports. he couldn't wait to start so he did some research the previous night and made notes. he saw a dude named calum hood that he thought needed to be heard around america because he seemed, and was, that good.

he looked up to abien who just stared at him with furrowed eyebrows. when she heard him say calum's name she was completely confused. not the calum hood that talked to her right?

"how does that sound?" he asked, proudly.

"this is a joke right?" abien laughed lightly.

"what? why'd you say that?" he spoke, tilting his head at the girl in front of him. "you don't like it?"

"no it's perfect," she assured him, shaking her head. "do you have pictures?"

"of course, i'm so prepared for this." he told her, sliding a small packet of papers across the table to her. "have you heard of him before?"

abien frowned down at the pictures in front of her. "yes, sadly.." she muttered and studied the pictures. calum looked insanely happy as he was playing. he was also more talented than he told her. "he seems great." she forced a smile.

"yeah i think so too." andre nodded. "he should really be heard of here in america."

abien hated to but she nodded in agreement with him. she then started to feels sad for some reason. "it's getting late so i might head home now." she said, standing up.

"i'll walk you to your car." he told her, neatly putting his stuff into a backpack.

once andre stood up, he placed his backpack on his back and wrapped his arm around abien's shoulder, walking her outside.

"i'll see you next week yeah?" he asked her as they stood by her car. abien smiled up at him and nodded.

"alright," he grinned, leaning down and placing a kiss on her forehead. "drive safe."

"bye!" she waved, getting into her car as andre waved back and went to his own.

as abien pulled off she thought of how glad she was that her and andre were getting closer. he was like one of those all around perfect guys you'd see in movies. he seemed to know what he was doing in life and abien was fond of that.

once she was home, she washed up for a good fifteen minutes. as she was loathing up her body with lotion, her phone dinged. checking it, it was andre reminding her of something.

andre: thanks for this afternoon btw, i enjoyed it

abien: aw you're welcome, goodnight dre !

abien placed her phone on her bed and continued to get dressed into her pajamas. andre hadn't texted back yet so she thought he was already asleep or busy until her phone dinged again.

andre: goodnight lovely. x

abien smiled to herself as she climbed into her bed and drifted off to sleep with andre on her mind.

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you guys i love soccer calum sm

like it seems so unappreciated oml

i just had to throw it in

&& andre is jaxon howden btw [babe af]