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Me too but they doing good this summer window, i this cucu is good but i don’t think bernardo is good for us we needed CDM in my opinion not (cm,am) and he’s little old
Bernardo is "old", but maybe a player with his experience may help others like Arda, who still has a lot to learn. And in the midfield I think we need someone who is like a brain, who can unite the defence and the attackers and command the game, and he could be that player. Though I think we need someone else, he isn't enough.
Author’s note: This is a request from Wattpad, and they just asked for something romantic related to the Ballon d'Or, so hopefully I managed to write something like that 😅
Hope you like it and thank you for reading! 💜
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“How is the most beautiful woman in Paris feeling?” Michael says, resting his chin on my shoulder and smiling at his reflection in the mirror.
“A bit nervous” I say. “But with these curlers on my hair and no make-up, I look anything but beautiful.”
“Yeah, you are right. Like this you look very sexy” he smirks.
“Sure I do” I laugh. “And shouldn't you be getting ready? You can't be late to probably the most special night of your career, and doing something with that face of yours takes hours” I tease him.
“You are so mean, mon amour!” he gasps.
“Stating the truth isn't being mean” I shrug.
“Yes, it is.”
“It isn't. And did you just admit that you are ugly?” I say, turning around to face him.
“I didn't… urgh” he groans.
“Well?” I say, arching an eyebrow.
“You are very rude” he says, flicking my nose and making me giggle. “So rude, that I may not give you the present I got for you.”
“You got me a present?”
“I did” Michael says. “But if you keep calling me ugly, I may give it to someone else” he shrugs.
“You won't dare.”
“Apologise for calling me ugly and I may think about it.”
“Michael, do you really think I would have been dating you for so long if I thought you were ugly?”
“People are weird” he shrugs.
“You aren't ugly, Michael. You are one of the most handsome men I've ever seen.”
“One of?” he gasps again, trying to look offended.
“Ok, fine. The most handsome one” I reply.
“That's better” he says. “I’ll leave you so you can finish getting ready.”
“And my present?”
“Later, mon amour” he winks before leaving.
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“Holy fuck.”
“Language, Michael.”
“Sorry. But you look stunning, mon amour. Gorgeously breathtaking.”
“Sure” I chuckle.
“You do. Doesn't she?” he asks his team.
“You look beautiful” his agent tells me.
“Thank you” I reply, hoping my make-up can hide my blush.
“You know, I don't care if I don't win tonight. And do you know why?”
“Here we go” I say, rolling my eyes because I know exactly what he is going to say.
“I don't care if I don't win tonight because I've already won in life. And why? Because I get to share it with the most beautiful woman on the outside but especially on the inside” Michael smiles.
“I hate it when you get this cheesy.”
“I know, mon amour” he says, his smile turning into a smirk. “But what can I do if it is the truth?” he shrugs.
“Would you like to take some photos together before we leave?” his agent asks us.
“Sure” Michael says. “But first, I need to give my beloved the present I promised her.”
“Now?” I say.
“Yes. Now. You can't leave without it” he says before walking into his room, leaving me alone with his team.
“Do you know what his present is?” I ask them.
“We may have a little idea” Michael's agent says.
“He isn't going to propose right here and right now, is he?”
“What?” he says.
“We've been talking about it lately… and he is capable of asking me now so we can announce it on the red carpet and make it a surprise for literally everyone.”
“He isn't, don't worry” his agent says. “This is something different.”
“And this box is a bit big for an engagement ring, isn't it?” he says, joining us again.
“It… is. Yes” I say while looking at it. “And if the size is a clue of what it is inside… Is it the necklace we saw that day while shopping for my mum's birthday present and that I told you I loved? Because if it is that necklace, you are completely crazy.”
“Maybe” he says. “Open the box and you'll find out.”
“Michael!” I gasp, doing as he's told me. “Are you out of your mind?”
“For you? Yeah” he shrugs.
“This necklace was bloody expensive!”
“This is nothing compared to what you deserve, mon amour. And it also happens to look amazing with the dress you are wearing tonight. What a coincidence, uh?”
“You knew about this, didn't you?” I say, looking at his stylist, who had also styled me for tonight. “That's why you chose this dress.”
“I did” she says. “But you made the final decision, not me.”
“It was destiny” Michael says. "Just as we are destined to be together for the rest of our lives and...”
“Not more cheesiness, please.”
“Ok” he chuckles. “Do you want to put it on?”
“Won’t it be too much?” I say as he takes it from the box.
“It is the perfect piece to match my Ballon d’Or.”
“So modest” I say while he puts the necklace around my neck. “You can still not win it, you know?”
“And I already told you I don't care, because I have you by my side” he says, kissing my cheek once he's clasped it.
“Does it look good?” I ask.
“Perfect” his stylist smiles.
“Then let's go” Michael's agent says. “The traffic is going to be a nightmare and we can't be late.”
“Let's go” Michael smiles, wrapping an arm around my waist. “I love you, mon amour.”
“I love you too” I reply.
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“You look quite happy for someone who just lost the Ballon d'Or” I say as we walk back into our hotel room.
“I didn't lose, mon amour. I just didn't win” Michael shrugs.
“And isn't that the same thing?” I laugh.
“No” he says. “Also just being there was a dream come true so… Should we take some pictures?”
“Now?”
“Yes. Now. Let's go to the balcony. When we left the Eiffel tower didn't have the lights turned on yet, and I want a photo of you wearing that dress and necklace and with all the sparkles behind you. You actually match, you know?”
“Fine” I sigh, not being able to say no to the smile on his face before he takes my hand and leads me to the balcony.
“Yes. Gorgeous” he says while making me pose and taking some photos. “Should we take one the two of us together?”
“Sure” I say before he sets his phone on a table and moves to stand next to me.
“Have I told you yet how breathtaking you look tonight?”
“A few times” I chuckle.
“And how much I love you?”
“Also a few times.”
“And would you like me to keep telling you all that the rest of your life?”
“The rest of my life? What do you… Michael!” I gasp when he gets down on one knee.
“When I said earlier that I didn't care about winning tonight because I already had you by my side loving me and letting me love you, I wasn't just being cheesy. I was telling the truth. You are the biggest award. The one I've always dreamt with. And if you'd like, I would love to spend the rest of my life with you, pinching myself every day because I can't believe this is real and that I am the luckiest man in the world because I get to be with you. So, mon amour… would you marry me?” he says, opening the little box in his hand and showing me the ring inside it. One that actually matches with the necklace he gifted me earlier, and with the Eiffel tower’s lights.
“Of course I will marry you, Michael. Of course I will” I say, not being able to contain my tears anymore.
“I love you” he says, standing up after putting the ring on my finger.
“I love you too… mon amour” I say before wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him.
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