We Could Be Something

“Wh…What are you doing here, Jon?” Adriana posed, her eyes glancing down towards her feet nervously. It had caught her off guard, Jonathan’s appearance had been more than a surprise, and for a second, she didn’t quite know what to do.

She had been expecting it, despite his attempts to avoid her, she had anticipated that eventually they’d run into one another, but still she didn’t quite know what it was she wanted to say to him.

Part of her wanted to yell at him, to tell him how unbelievably selfish he’d been and how much he’d hurt her, but she knew it wasn’t the right time, even if she was irked, she didn’t want to embarrass herself or Iker in front of his teammates.

Jonathan, who’d been shifting on the spot, shook his head. “I was here for dinner” he quipped “I did always like this place” he added, sparing a small look around the room.

Adriana watched him for a second before she shook her head, an irked frown pulling at the corner of her mouth. “Do you know how many times I have called you in the last few months?” she posed, trying her hardest to keep her voice low.

“Ana…”

“I’ve called dozens of times, Jon” she interjected “I’ve called your parents, your brother and sister, and all of our friends and not one person thought to help me to get in contact with you. I am going to have a baby, Jon” she added, her tone wavering between hurt and angry.

Jonathan, who’d been looking down at his hands, lifted his head slightly, his blue eyes peeking towards the large bump she sported beneath her dress. “I made myself clear, Ana” he mused “I told you that I didn’t want to be involved and no number of phone calls is going to change that. We’re done with, Ana, we have been for months now” he added, shaking his head gently. He knew that she had been trying to contact him, for a while, he had been purposefully avoiding her calls, and whilst he knew that she wasn’t likely to give up, he wanted her to know that the chances of him changing his mind were slim.

Adriana blinked a couple of times, attempting to conjure a response, before she felt a hand on her back, causing her to turn and look up at Iker who had his eyes firmly fixed on the man who stood ahead of her. “Are you Ok, Addie?” he posed.

Jonathan looked between the two of them for a moment before he shook his head, a scoff falling out of his mouth. “You didn’t waste any time, did you?” he muttered, glaring towards his former girlfriend

Iker noted the glare on the other man’s face before he shifted slightly, moving to stand ahead of Adriana. “How is this any of your business?” he posed.

Jonathan quirked an amused smirk before he stepped back. “It’s not” he noted “But I do hope you know what you’ve gotten yourself into” he added

Iker’s expression tightened slightly at the tone in Jonathan’s voice before he scoffed. “You have no right to question anything about this” he noted “You’re the one who turned his back on his pregnant fiancée” he added.

Jonathan’s expression twitched, briefly appearing angry, before he shook his head. “That’s got nothing to do with you” he noted, trying to keep his voice calm.

Iker, who’d not missed the slight twitch in his voice, opened his mouth to reply, but was cut off as Adriana stepped ahead of him, a soft look on her face. “Iker, why don’t you go and find the car?” she posed softly.

Iker offered her a look, wordlessly enquiring if she was sure, before he nodded. “Alright” he conceded gently “But if you’re not out in five minutes…”

“I’ll be with you in a second” Adriana interjected softly.

Iker offered her another look before he quietly stepped out of the restaurant, leaving Adriana with Jonathan.

“You’re really dating him?” the blonde man quipped, glaring after Iker.

Adriana rolled her eyes slightly at his comment before she let out a small sigh. “Is there really no chance that you and I can sit down and talk, Jon?” she posed softly. She knew that it was unlikely, from the moment she had informed him that she was carrying their baby, Jonathan had been nothing but clear when it came to fact that he didn’t want to be around, but still she wanted to try, even if she was fighting a losing battle. She wanted to be able to say that she had given it her all.

“What is there to say, Ana?” Jonathan posed “You want to have children, you’re going to be a mother in couple of months, and it is still not something which is on my radar. I am not likely to change my mind, Ana” he added, his voice softening a little.

Adriana shook her head. “You’re going to miss out” she murmured “This is your son or your daughter, Jon” she added.

“I know” Jonathan agreed “But I still feel the same way, Ana” he added before someone called his name, causing Adriana to turn slightly, not missing the pretty ginger girl who stood a little away from them, holding out his coat.

Eyeing the other woman, Adriana swallowed slightly before she shook her head. “I see you didn’t waste time either” she murmured.

Jonathan shook his head softly. “I have to get going, Ana” he noted gently.

Adriana shook her head. “Don’t let me stop you” she added.

Jonathan offered her a small look before he made his way back towards his date, affording Adriana the opportunity to duck out of the restaurant. Shaking her head, she took a couple of breaths before she moved to climb into Iker’s car, something which caused him to look up at her. “Addie” he murmured softly, his hand gently moving to rest on her knee.

Adriana glanced at his hand for a moment before she shook her head. “Do you think you could take me home?” she enquired softly “I’d really like to get to sleep” she added.

Iker offered her a look, briefly contemplating enquiring if she was alright, before he nodded. “If that’s what you want to do” he noted gently before he moved to start the car.

Adriana watched him briefly before she moved to rest her head against the window, a small sigh falling out of her mouth. She knew that they were going to have to talk, if there was one thing she and Iker were good at it was discussing the difficult topics, but for a little while she wanted to put it off, even if it was just until the next morning, she simply didn’t want to talk about it then.