God Of football - Chapter 63

Chapter 63: La roja Chapter 63: La roja “I received a call from your club saying that they had called,” Miranda, who couldn’t contain her excitement, said.

At this point, Izan and Hori were both annoyed and shouted at the same time, “Who Called!!”.

“The Spain National team.

That’s who called” Miranda said.

Izan and Komi’s mouths went agape after hearing what Miranda said.

Komi, who didn’t know much about football, even understood the importance of a national team call-up.

Izan on the other hand, was shocked.

“Really,” he asked, looking at Miranda.

Miranda turned her attention to Izan and smiled.

“Why would I lie about something like this,” she said.

Izan was still confused.

“Am I that good?” Izan thought.

He knew what he was doing week in and week out was great and all, but was it that special?

Miranda, as if sensing Izan thought spoke.

“You underestimate yourself Izan.

Be Confident.

Not many players were able to do what you are doing at your age”.

“Hell, I could put my hand on my chest and say, none of the greats even did what you’re doing at your age”, Miranda said with her chest puffed out.

“So own it, okay,” Miranda said.

Izan smiled at Miranda’s words.

Even he didn’t have that much confidence in himself, so how could she?

Izan nodded at Miranda’s words while thinking about the call-up.

“So when did they say I should report” Izan asked.

“Well in three days.

The Coach said he wanted you to rest a bit so you don’t break down.

Even though you don’t act like it, you’re still young”.

Izan, listening to Miranda’s words, seemed to be thinking.

” Then what about the deal with Adidas” Izan asked after keeping quiet for a while.

“Well, the last match in this international break is against Germany, so we could go there after the match”, Miranda said before adding, ” and even though he called you up, they might just want to see you play in person and probably won’t use you much”.

Izan and Miranda talked for a while before finally ending things.

“Won’t you stay?” Komi asked after Miranda took her bag to go.

“Can’t stay.

I have a lot to do, and I can’t guarantee I can’t do it when I stay here,e” Miranda said while looking at Komi seductively.

Komi blushed after hearing Miranda’s words.

Izan, on the other hand, rolled his eyes and said, “Get a room, you two”, before going off to his room.

Miranda, who saw Izam out of sight, kissed Komi on the cheek before going.

Izan, after entering his room, lay there motionless for a while.

The news was finally sinking in.

“I can’t believe this”, Izan muttered as he continued to relish the news of his call-up.

Rolling and smiling on his bed like a little girl who got what she wanted for Christmas.

Izan would have been like this for a while but the sound of his phone ringing made him stop.

Looking at the name on the caller ID, Izan smiled.

“Hey, Olivia,” he said after picking up the call.

“Hey, Hernandez,” Olivia responded.

“Are we going with last names now?

What did I do wrong?” Izan asked, slightly puzzled.

Olivia, on the other end, simply giggled.

“I called a while ago,” Olivia said with a smirk.

Izan, who couldn’t recall any such call, glanced through his call logs to try to find the missed call but couldn’t.

“Are you sure you called?

” Izan asked Olivia after not finding her name.

“I’m just messing with you” Olivia said with a laugh after she couldn’t hold it anymore.

“Nicely done, Miss Olivia,” Izan said before adding “Anyway, what’s going on”.

“Nothing goes on” Olivia replied.

“I thought the first year of college was supposed to be fun, at the very least,” Izan said.

“You know, parties and all that.” “Yeah, fun for those who want it to be,” Olivia replied with a sigh.

“Do you think college is like it is in the movies?” she added, smiling.

“Plus, I don’t enjoy going to crowded places,” Olivia continued.

“Then how can you come to watch my game when we play in Madrid?” Izan said teasingly, and Olivia could sense his playful tone on the other end retorted “I’ll make an exception when it’s due”.

“Then I’ll have to thank you for your kindness, Madam” Izan said.

“Oh, go away”, Olivia said with a laugh.

Before the two could continue Olivia heard a knock from her door.

Before Olivia could reach the door, she noticed Valerie approaching her bed with a look of concern etched on her face.

“That douchebag is here,” Valerie remarked, her voice laced with frustration and disdain.

Olivia’s expression darkened as the meaning behind Valerie’s words sank in.

“Doesn’t he understand that no means no?” she retorted, her fists clenched at her sides as she remembered the persistent pestering of the person behind the door.

“Don’t pay him any mind.

He can stand at the door until he dies for all I care,” Olivia insisted, her tone resolute.

Suddenly, Olivia’s phone buzzed, cutting through their conversation.

“Who’s at the door?” came Izan’s voice on the other end.

He had been eavesdropping on the exchange, and Olivia could hear the curiosity mixed with concern in his tone.

Olivia, who didn’t want Izan to know about this, had just given herself up, so she explained everything to him.

“That’s truly bad then.

I have a love rival,” Izan said with a comedic voice, trying to distract Olivia from the commotion, and it worked nicely as Olivia, who had calmed down a bit, laughed at Izan’s retort.

“Okay, so now she’s laughing” Valerie muttered.

“Guess I have to up my game then”, Izan said.

“Come on, Izan, but serious here,”, Olivia said while still laughing.

“Okay, okay, so why don’t you report him then ” Izan suggested.

“I did, but the request was ignored”, Olivia stated.

Izan, who heard Olivia’s statement, frowned.

“Why would they do that” he asked.

“It probably has to do with his father being one of the higher-ups in the school ” Olivia answered.

“So, does that give him the right to do what he’s doing?” Izan said, scoffing a bit.

Being an ass because a person close to you had power was one of the things Izan didn’t like.

And Izan didn’t like a few things.

“Well, try threatening him with the local police, and if that doesn’t work, you can report him and get a restraining order or something “, Izan suggested.

“Okay,” Olivia said while nodding.

The two proceeded to talk for a while before finally ending the call a couple of hours later.

Izan, after the call, felt a bit of concern for Olivia.

“Let’s watch for a while” he thought as he entered his bathroom.

Izan woke up at daybreak the following morning.

The habit of waking up early to train had created a biological clock for him.

Izan, after waking up, put on his gear and went out to complete his daily task.

After he finished performing his set of daily tasks, Izan rushed back home.

He had worn minimal clothes when he came out, and his body was now feeling it.

After getting home, Izan found no one awake and proceeded to take a hot shower.

“This is heavenly,” Izan said as he continued to enjoy the feeling of the water droplets hitting his body.

After Izan was done bathing, he found some comfortable clothes and put them on, only to find himself succumbing to sleep again.

“It won’t hurt to sleep for a while,” Izan thought as he lay on the bed.

He slept for a while and was only woken up by his mother an hour later.

“Miura, wake up.

It’s time for breakfast,” Komi said, causing the former to wake up.

Izan after waking up, followed his mother downstairs.

After breakfast, Komi and Hori left the house leaving Izan on his own.

The latter, who didn’t know what to do to pass the time, finally slept again.

It seems he was sleeping too much nowadays.

10648 km away from, Izan’s current location, a few middle-aged men seemed to be discussing some agendas.

“Do you think he’ll play for us?

He has the prospect of playing for them, so will he think about us?” a man with a scar on his cheek said.

“I don’t think it’s hard to do.

It’s all about the right talk and circumstances” another man said.

“Then we should move fast and try to get in contact with him before they do” The man who looked to be their leader said.

“Okay, sir,”, the other middle-aged men said before bowing and leaving.

“I hope we get him,” the old man said, sighing at the end.

He turned to look at the video being projected on the screen and the man couldn’t help but smile.

“I’m greedy for you,” he said whilst pointing to the person on the screen.

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