Chapter 3

                              Rodri’s Pov            

“Go Rodri! Go Rodri!”

The cheering group echoes , as I pushed through the tough body of Majid and prosper who play for the opposing club, and despite their heavy grunts, I tossed them aside and aim for the basket up the poll, with a high jump and a seemingly hack in time, the audience yays

and yells assure me, i have once again scored a point,the last point needed for our club to win.

“Marry me Rodri”

Kelly grimaced and my heart sank, she laughed and waved to my face.

“That's what the girls are saying”

She mumbled and I was forced to listen to the group of girls who held up a banner with my portrait and the word ‘ The Roddinggales ‘ boldly written on it.

“Oh”

I smiled coyly, hoping someone will save me from this predicament.

Well, I am awed by Kelly's presence, however, I tend to be speechless whenever she is with me, that's a disturbing thing that I need assistance with and it's awkward.

“The coach call for you Hills”

Neymar, a player in my club said, he's fond of calling me by my last name, most of the players are.

“I gotta go”

I said, receding back slowly and Kelly nodded, beaming, her face had turned pink. I definitely know what she was thinking, I am a mess too, but for a completely different reason.

“An anonymous person sent you this letter”

The coach said, handing a golden envelope to me, it has no detail written on it, but the scent could probably be deceitful.

       “Hey Rodri, it's a shame to see our priceless memories go downhill, we were both full of needs only each other could give, but I am not going to duel on it any longer. I'm getting married in two days and I want to congratulate you on your club win, have fun my sweet little cutie”

Although no name attached to it, I know who exactly sent this, I couldn't bring myself to tossed the letter, no matter how angry I am with him, I can't help thinking about him, it been two months, and my college classes have resumed, I only need to focus on classes and my sport.

But marriage?, to whom?I questioned hating the annoyance that's begun to build up again. Why has he claimed me only to shatter me?

Since he'd seen me play, he must still be around, I thought, and took to running. The school entrance was crowded, but he's nowhere to be seen,not even his scent that always gets to me first before he does.

“Are you looking for me”?

That tone, I sniffed, turning to him slowly and struck by his beauty. He's stunning as always. I have missed him. Yes, it's never been so long since we knew each other and ended whatever it's we had, but I still can't help thinking about him.

His dark wavy hair was trimmed at the edges and my hand itched to feel the sharp side. It's smooth and smelled nice as usual. Maybe I am doomed, I thought, hating how the need to feel him crept in my head.

“Do we really need to end this, us”?

His voice came out softly, I have seen him be in full control,but now seeing his self control slipping away, replaced by hurt and carelessness, he moved closer and my heartbeat fastened, we're in public, how could he have forgotten that?.

“ You're crazy “

I said lastly, ignoring the hunger that has been present ever since he came into my life, but whatever happens afterwards, I know he's a mistake, costly on my side.

Countless nights of muffled cries, who would have thought I could want anyone to the point that it hurts, but it hurts truly, my heart aches and the need to rebel gnats.

“Rodri”?

I whimpered at the sharp call, Kelly stood still, smiling and started walking up to me, her hips swayed naturally, like some sophisticated models.

“Please drive me home “

She pleaded, her lips pouted and I wanted to tell her fiercely to , she must be delusional to think I'm going to do whatever she says. Why do people think I'm someone they can control? Damian and now Kelly.

“I need to be somewhere, sorry”

Without any regrets, I fled. Her shocked expression made me want to pat myself on the back. It's high time I let them all know, I am not an easy target.

“Hi Hills” 

They screamed and I walked through the lineups of girls into my hostel. I have been having it tough since my first year in college and now, only a year to graduate and it is still the same.

I hate the fame, and it bore me, having girls pile up to receive my autograph makes me feel pressure, but I see the rest of the basketball stars love the attention.

“Marrying who”?

I scoffed, packing little clothes into my backpack. I'm going to call in sick and run away from all these crazy scenarios and the timing? It's traumatizing.

“Need help Hills”?

Neymar asked after I got out of the councilor office, his eyes held clear concern and I shook my head, proceeding to the road. It is going to take ten minutes before the bus arrives,but I can wait, alone.

“I can give you a ride you know”?

Neymar said, raising his car key for me to see, I liked him, although there were times I secretly fantasisefantasised making out with him.

“You might think I'm crazy”

My eyes flew open at the words, neymar fixed his eyes on me, daring and meaningful.

“But I'm not”

He continued, and I was only praying we don't end up dead on the road since he could barely focus anymore.

“Every morning and night…”

He stopped, his Adam's apple popping constantly, slow and fast, like a cute little stray dog, seeking comfort.

“Neymar stop the car or you get us killed”

I yelled, and he pulled to the side of the road, switching off the engine and his full attention moved back to me, only this time, I feared one thing, the scary intensity of his green eyes.

“ I like you Rodri, and I know you like men too, I waited until I know for sure”

He spilled and I only stared, struck by his revelations, my life's really started going sidelane.