Waiting on the wonderkid

Chapter 57

An annoyed Adnan isn't fun; I hate seeing him like this and I'm going to fix it.

Making my way into the kitchen, Adnan was stood there in black skinny jeans and a white t-shirt. DAYUMMMM. How can one boy make me feel so many emotions? It's a question that will figure itself out I guess.

He noticed me walk in but didn't say anything, instead he placed a plate of English breakfast in front of me and then turned to wash up the dishes. I'm guessing he already ate breakfast.

Breakfast was spent in silence. I finished and dropped my plate into the sink; getting ready to wash it.

"I've got it," Adnan's voice spoke beside me.

I didn't even turn around, "I'm doing it."

"Han-"

"What Adnan?" I sighed, turning around. My voice didn't sound annoyed or angry, it sounded upset but came out soft.

"I'm sorry," He stepped closer.

Sighing, he noticed I was going to speak up but jumped in before I could say anything.

"I'm sorry for snapping at you in the car last night, I'm sorry for having a cold shoulder with you-" There was a look of guilt and pain in his eyes.

"Don't worry about it," I breathed a smile. I knew something was bothering him and he thought I was angry with him. "I'm not mad Adnan," with that he pulled me into his body.

"I scared you last night didn't I?" He sighed into my hair.

"No-"

"Han," He pulled away so that we could see each other's faces.

"Yeah," My eyes looked everywhere but his.

His hands cupped my cheeks, "I'm so sorry Hannah," and with that my face met his chest again.

"Adnan..." I trailed off as I pulled away from the comfortable hug. He was looking at me with glistening eyes. "What's wrong? and please don't tell me it's nothing because I can see it in your eyes; I can see that you're not okay," My voice trembled at the last part.

He took in a deep breath. "Hannah..... I've been on edge because I'm worried and scared."

Right now I was sat on the kitchen counter with Adnan standing between my legs. My right hand cupped his left cheek.

"About what baby?" My voice quiet.

I could feel my heart shaking.

"About this....us," He breathed.

"What about us?"

"Han, I find out if I've been scouted tomorrow night. What if I have been scouted? and what if its by a team that's not in the Premier League? It means I'd have to move and I can't move without my fiancé; the love of my life," His gaze bore into mine and I felt every single one of his emotions.

"To be honest Adnan, I've been dreading this day for ages. I mean it would be fantastic if you got scouted because you need game time and this is your chance for you to develop further and improve yourself. It's the only thing I want for you, I want you to be happy and I want you to be happy doing what you love the most but then another part of me wants to wish that you don't get scouted so that you don't have to leave but that's just me being selfish. You get to explore the world! Do it whilst you have the chance. And if all of this means doing it without me then it's going to kill me but I'll be ecstatic because I'll know that you're happy and you're getting all of the game time that you deserve," The tears were now rolling down my face.

"Hannah I need game time but I also need you! I can't leave Manchester without you," Tears were escaping Adnan's eyes.

My heart shattered seeing him cry.

"Adnan, it's an easy decision for you because it's what you want but my family is here, my friends and everything that I know."

"I know," He sighed, "I can't ask you to give everything up."

I placed my fingers underneath his chin and lifted it up so that his eyes were on me and nothing else. "I love you to death Adnan Januzaj and you know that I will do anything that I can for you but since I'm still 17 it's my parents decision."

He nodded to let me know that he understood the situation.

"I'm sorry," He whispered as more tears rolled down.

"Hey," I soothed as I pulled him into a hug, "You have nothing to be sorry for, I understand the situation. It's not easy but Adnan I'm here for you to talk to about anything, you should know that by now," I gave him a warm smile and wiped under his eyes with my thumbs.

"I know I'm sorry I just didn't want to worry you."

"Adnan, whatever you're worried about, I worry about. Your problems are my problems and never be afraid to talk to me especially if it's to do with me ," He nodded.

"I love you," He snuggled into the crook of my neck and inhaled.

I kissed the bare skin on the back of his neck. "I love you more."

"I don't think that's possible," He laughed into my neck.

"Come on lets go and scope this place out!" I said excitedly and he pulled me down from the counter top.

"Shall we?" He held his hand out.

"We shall," Smirking, I took his hand.

We decided to look around the house later so we headed straight outside to the beach.

The weather was gorgeous! The sun was out shining bright and it was way too hot but I loved it. The sea was sparkling in the sunlight and the sand was hot, I'm so glad we weren't barefoot.

"It's beautiful!" I gasped.

"It is," He breathed and took in the scenery.

We continued to walk up the beach and everything here was just perfect.

We have been out on the beach for two hours. Adnan even chucked me into the water after I refused numerous times but I should have known that it wouldn't work.

"I'd love waking up to scenery like this," I smiled at my surroundings.

"Hey, you wake up next to me every day!" Adnan's facial features dropped; acting as if he was offended.

"I know but you're not as beautiful as the scenery-"

He scoffed.

"-let me finish," I smacked his arm and giggled, "You're beautiful in your own way and I love seeing your eyes first thing in the morning, they make me feel safe," wrapping my arm around his elbow I pulled him beside me as we made our way back to the house.

"Awe babe," He puckered up his lips.

If he thinks he's getting a kiss, he can think again. "Why do your lips look swollen babe?" I joked.

"What?"

"Why are they swollen?"

"They're not swollen," his face showed so much confusion. It was actually funny. He puckered them up again, "I'm waiting for my kiss," he stopped in his tracks.

I took this as an opportunity to run.

"You think I'm kissing you after you chucked me into the water?" I called as I ran backwards and then started running at full pace the other way when he set off after me.

I ran straight back to the house but stopped in the doorway to catch my breath. Seconds later arms wrapped around my waist and stomach and he shouted, "Gotcha!"

He stole my kiss.