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Oneshot: Joao Moutinho. ( Night Kingdom )
~~~side note: this was originally written for an english assignements. The character Joao was taken from Joao Moutinho. enjoy :) ~~~~~~~
Now I was realizing, this was a bad idea.
” Daniella, are you okay?”
“Besides the fact that I agreed to this, yes. Why?”
” You are so pale, I thought you are going to faint.”
” Im sorry, but all these wolf howls are really creeping me out.”
” You’re wondering why you agreed to this, aren’t you? You can still go back.”
I saw Joao’s face in the early moonlight. The big brown eyes, the little wrinkles going up out of the corner of them in a crescent shape, everytime he smiled. He smiled so much, that now, even when he didn’t, the wrinkles were still there. “The smiling eyes” my mom once called him. Our mothers were best friends since pre-school, and now so were we. Joao, only two years older than me, was the only person that could always put a smile on my face, with the first word he would say. My mom was happy I spent so much time with him. ” He’s a nice guy, caring. Real good friend, just like his mother. I rather you spend time with someone that I know, then some alcoholic drug addicted girls”. Everyone else I ever hanged out with, to my mom, was always some “alcoholic drug addict ” or some variation of that. Everyone except Joao.
My best friend, with the smiling eyes, that my mom always loved so much, was now running away. And I was with him.
” Don’t worry about the wolves. Worry about those physcopathic maniacs that roam around these areas. Especially so late at night”
” Joao, stop. Please. You can keep acting like you’re not scared, but stop scaring me. I can feel my hair turning grey by the second.”
We kept on walking. The night was always my favorite part of the day. It was calm, and peaceful. I felt like everything was sleeping, resting after a long day. Most little children are usually scared of the dark. I never was. My mom started telling me, from the day I could understand her, that my room, is my little kingdom. I am the princess of the kingdom, and everything is peaceful, and everyone of my toys was protecting my sleep. I remember when I was about 5, Joao was at our house because his mom was at a business trip or something. He was in the bunk bed above me, and I kept hearing his restless body moving the sheets, turning over and back. He popped his head down, and told me, that he was scared. “The dark, its like all bad things are around me”, he said. And I told him about the kingdom. I don’t exactly know if he was listening to me or not, but in about the next 5 minutes, I could hear his even breath.
I glanced at him, even though it was night, I could see his face so clear. He was smiling, his eyes were smiling too.
” What do you find so happy about all of this?”
” I am happy at least you are here. Im just thinking if I was alone, id probably have already went crazy.”
” You still didn’t tell me why you are running away. Im here like a blind cat in a bag. I have no clue what’s going on, and im following you. I would rather be at home, watching X factor or something right now.”
” Aha, what do we have here?” A raspy voice said. I felt someone grab around my chest. My feet froze to the ground in shock.” What a pretty girl I see, you’ll be some fun later.” The man took a look at my companion. Another man was holding Joao’s arms behind his back, and one hand over his mouth. Even though Joao was strong, he was noway near strong these bear figures holding us.
“What are you doing with someone like that?” The raspy voice continued. ” Ey, Hans, lets throw the guy in the river over there, and take the girl.” One look at Joao’s face, and I saw the fear in his eyes. A look so foreign to me. The shock slowly passed over me, as I was starting to understand what was going on. One look at Joao, and a head’s nod, I raised my leg and hit the man that was holding me in crotch. I kneeled down, as he tried to take another sinister hold on me, but just grasped air. I pushed the guy away and ran. Ran towards the woods. Ran for my life.
I kept running, heart pumping, chest heaving, running out of breath. I heard footsteps after me. Every crunch of every fallen leaf, or loose twig. I kept running. I didn’t know if it was Joao, or the man. I couldn’t stop, I couldn’t turn around. I was scared of seeing the man chasing after me. My feet just carried me further away.
As I entered the woods, I felt every painful stab of every branch hitting my face, that I clumsily was running into. Finally, I couldn’t run any more, and I fell down to my knees. I tried to slow down my breath, and listened if anyone was following me.
I screamed. My heart did a trick, where it goes to the bottom of my feet, and back up, wanting to escape through my mouth.
” Ella, calm down. Everything is fine. Its me. But if you keep screaming as if someone is slowly cutting you up into pieces, they might find us again.” He looked into my face. His hand brushing away my tears.
” Calm down. Im here. Everything is okay.”
” Joao, im scared. Im even more scared now. I don’t want to be here. Why did I ever agree to come? Why, why, why?!” Tears kept streaming down my face, I couldn’t stop. I was angry and relieved at the same time. At least Joao escaped too, and he was here.
” Daniella. Don’t be scared now. Im here. Its almost morning and we will go back as soon as the sun is up. I’m an idiot, why did I ever planned this? Why did I ever get you into this? If something happened to you, I don’t know what I would have done and i wouldn’t forgive myself.”
” Im scared of this night. I want to go home. Im scared, Joao. Scared.”
He leaned my head toward his chest. His steady reassuring heartbeat next to my ear, his strong arms around me. ” Tonight, this is your kingdom and I will be your knight, your guard.”
Real Madrid Entrenamiento: 10-6-10
“I try to live as normal a life as possible, because I am normal. I was born in a working-class place in Spain, my father worked every day of his life and I don’t like to be a big-head, or go to parties or events, or be seen about. I don’t like people talking about me. I prefer to be at home and being calm. I try to be the same person as I always was. For me, the best thing is to keep with the people you knew back when you were not famous. You meet so many people who try to get you to go to parties, or to photograph you in flash places. People who want to know you, be your friend, take you to places that maybe it is best you don’t go. And if you follow that path maybe your career is over before you started. So I am really happy that I didn’t do that.” ― Fernando Torres