Text Messages — Episode 3

The winner, worth well over 100 million, the media's golden boy, every sponsor's favorite. Widely recognized as the coldest, most untouchable man in European football. Yeah. So, so, is he still texting you?

Oh, please. He deleted the guy ages ago. Why would Adrian keep a creepy stalker like that around? Is he The moment he finished speaking, Adrian suddenly stood up and took a picture of Nico's ankle, still wrapped in a support Nico frowned. What are you doing?

The team doctor asked for an update on your recovery. Nico didn't suspect a thing. Oh. Then he turned back to chatting with the others.

The very next second, my phone buzzed twice in my pocket. I got hurt. Need my baby to kiss it better. I tapped the photo.

It was the exact picture Adrian had just taken. I added Nico two months ago. No, I should say, I added Adrian. Back then, I hadn't officially made Westbridge Albion FC's first team yet.

I'd only seen Nico from afar at a commercial event. He'd just been named Man of the Match in a European Crown League group stage game and was standing in the media zone, answering questions with effortless On impulse, I stopped.