My one true Footballer

Won't Be Leaving

Enjoy a pic of Cristiano Shirtless

Mmmmm

Rachel POV

I swear it took us longer than it should have to get to the hospital. Felt like it took hours. Katia put the car in park.

"Katia can you get Junior?" I asked quickly

"Yes." She murmured

"Momma why are we here?" Junior questioned

I looked at him then back to Katia "Don't bring him up just yet..."

She nodded "Just let me see him soon."

I ran into the hospital with Dolores a couple feet ahead behind me.

I rushed to the front desk "I need to know the room of Cristiano Ronaldo. Now please." I said breathlessly

"I'm afraid I was given orders that no one but family is allowed to know that information." The receptionist replied

I held up my left hand "Check. Now tell me."

She looked at me "I don't know if your actually married to Cristiano Ronaldo. That could just be a ring."

"LISTEN-"

"She is. Trust me I know." Dolores said, I hadn't realized she came up behind me

"Oh... oh. Wow your-"

"JUST TELL US WHERE HE IS!!!" I yelled

She looked taken aback. She did some clicking on her computer, took her damn time doing it.

"Room 327 on the third floor. On the map if you go-"

But I was already gone. Running. I saw a mass of people in front of the elevators. No time.

Stairs. I started climbing.

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Katia POV

"But why are we here?" Junior asked for the fifth time.

"Junior please... stop asking me that. You'll know when your ready." I tried to say gently

"But daddy is probably home right now! Wondering where we are!!!" He exclaimed

"Trust me.. he knows where you are." I whisper

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Rachel POV

I finally made it to the third floor out of breath.

I forced my tired legs to go to the desk. "Cristiano Ronaldo- room. I need to know where 327 is." I managed to say

"I'm sorry he's still in the OR. The doctors are trying to stop the internal bleeding." The lady who has way too much makeup for her face said

"Trying? Their trying? They shouldn't be trying!!! They should be doing! How long has he been in there? When will he be out? Is he okay?" I bombarded her with questions

"They are doing all they can miss. He has been on the table for about two hours. It's hard to say when he will be out. I can't say right now." She said replying to all my questions

"Where is 327? Is that where he will be when he comes out?" I asked

"Yes.. you can wait there... I don't know how long you'll be there." She said hesitantly

"Whatever I don't care. I'll wait. I won't be leaving. As long as he will be there when he is out of surgery." I said beginning to walk to the hallway to the left.

"Miss! 327 is this way." She said pointing down the right hallway

I nodded and began walking but stopped "His mother will be here shortly. Tell her everything you told me. Then direct her to his room." I demanded

She nodded

I continued walking.

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Dolores walked in not long after that. I was sitting in a chair I positioned next to the bed.

She came over and put her hand on my shoulder.

"He is strong. He will be okay." She said more to herself than me.

I nodded "Junior. I don't know if I should tell him now... or later. When Cris is in here... I don't know..." I whispered

She put a chair next to mine and said "It's a tough call. I would say tell him now. So he can think about what your saying before Cris gets back in here."

I nodded and took out my phone to text Katia.

"Okay... bring him up. Room 327. Tell the lady at the front desk that you need to be in room 327."

I sent it.

A few seconds later I got a reply

"Be there soon. Is he there?"

"In the OR still. They don't know when he will be out."

"Okay.. we'll be up soon."

"Ok."

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Oh sadness. Makes me feel melancholy writing about it.

Until the next update! Remember Cristiano for liffeeee