Between the four lines of desire.

Author: : thay.campos

Genre: LGBT+

Same professions, with opposite personalities, Danyel is a striker for one of Europe's biggest team, single, reserved, quiet and with a half nerdy side that few know, arrived in Europe after excelling in his heart team for sub 17, a clean career and no scandals, loved by my fans Danyel is the top scorer of the European championship, but after 10 years he misses home and wants to play in his childhood team, team that one being responsible for his football Paulo André is the current goalkeeper of Servia, and in 9 years of career he went through several teams, but he stood out even in his current team, but he still dreams of putting on the t-shirt of his childhood team Riviera, P.A is known for his promiscuous parties full of women, even if his noitades never affected him within the field Paulo André is always on the gossip sites, despite a conduct that does not please his directors very well and among important penalties P In personal life P.A has his traumas, hurts and fear, sometimes the past he so much tries to forget knocks on your door, is in those moments that P.A feels alone. But when they both meet, a scary desire is born, they never felt anything like it, they always had their sexuality very well defined, as a look, can a bump change that? A desire that started within the field, but goes beyond the lines, many doubts and feelings, fear of the future and prejudice, how will two players deal with this feeling, idols of their teams and acclaimed by their fans, will fear speak louder than love? Will it be possible to have a relationship when both are surrounded by so many prejudices? Is there limit to love? If we overtake the line of what society judges correct, will we also be expelled from "field"? How far have we been able to fake and hide our feelings, how far have we been able to lie to ourselves? Together discover a new desire that will burn in the heart of both, the desire will speak louder than reason, together will have a lot of lust, and discoveries. Judge blows his whistle, let the games begin!

Chapter 1

Paulo André

"Paulo André, you are late, do I have to give you a watch as a gift or tell the president to give you a fine for every minute you are late?" There are days when nothing goes right in your life, obviously today is not my day, after an incredible party yesterday, I wake up late for training and I run into none other than my coach who is apparently furious.

"Sorry teacher, it won't happen again" I say looking at the floor, I know I'm wrong, I've always liked parties and partying, but the moment it starts to interfere with my professional life I need to control it, I am a little calmer with the charges for being end of season.

"Go warm up for training, the guys are already there waiting for the goalkeeper to start, come on kid." As soon as he says it, I run out to warm up.

During the week we always focus on training and physical preparation, I started my career late when I was 18, so I always had to make up for lost time. The training is very hard and tiring, but nothing I'm not used to. I walk down the corridor of the training center towards the parking lot, and I see Anderson coming towards me.

"P.A, today there's a party at Elias's house, are you coming?" I'm usually the party guy and I don't turn one down.

"I'm in brother, but I won't stay late, tomorrow there's training" I say following my way. At the C.T gate I see several fans waiting for us and I decide to stop the car.

"P.A please take a picture with me?" a fan asks, and I go to him.

"Calm down guys, I'm going to take a picture with everyone." I say laughing, I love these moments of contact with our fans.

"P.A, P.A," I see a boy calling me, he must be six or seven, I bend down to talk to him.

"What's your name?" I ask the little boy in front of me.

"My name is Pietro, my dad is a big fan of yours, but let me tell you a secret in your ear?" I laugh at him nodding my head.

"I prefer Riviera, but you're my favorite player." He rushes to say and I burst into laughter, so the boy supports the rival team but is my fan.

"Pietro I promise to keep your secret, if you continue to be my fan, let's take a picture?" I ask the little one who nods.

After spending some time there between photos and autographs, I finally leave. At home I throw myself on the couch and go to feed my addiction to series on Netflix, while I rotate the entire catalog looking for something. I feel my stomach growl, I need to hire someone to cook, living alone has its bad sides, I always end up ordering something from Ifood, Doctor Ana, the team's nutritionist, would be furious to know that. Still looking at the catalog I see a documentary about Daniel Ribeiro, the guy is a legend, plays in Europe since he was very young and has achieved everything a player could want, four times the best in the world is not for anyone, the guy deserves the respect he has, for a second I am interested in watching the documentary and knowing more about him, as soon as I play the documentary the intercom rings and I get up to see who it is.

"Mr. Paulo, sorry to bother you, but there is someone at the gate making a scandal wanting to talk to you." Manuel tells me

"Manuel, if it's a fan, say that I don't attend to anyone here at home, tell him to go to the C.T. there I will be happy to attend to him and take pictures." I say a little irritated, it never happened that a fan came to my house, but there can always be a first time.

"Mr. Paulo, she's saying she's not a fan, she said she's your mother." As soon as I hear Manuel say that word I freeze for a few seconds, what the fuck is this mother, I don't have a mother.

"Manuel, I'm coming to the concierge to hold this crazy woman, I want to see what this clowning is." I say and I don't even wait to hear Manuel's answer, I take the first car I see and head towards the condo concierge, as soon as I arrive I come across her, much older than I remembered, it is clear to see the marks of time stamped on her face, what happened for this woman to be looking for me after so many years?

"Hi, son" are the first words she speaks as soon as I get out of the car.

"Son? Who is your son? I'm sorry ma'am but I don't know you." Every word is loaded with hurt, how dare she show up here like this and call me son.

"I know you have your grievances with me, Paulo André, but I am still your mother and you have to respect me." I stare in disbelief, not believing what I hear, is this woman crazy.

"Mother?" I shout in disbelief. "What kind of mother are you? You're not, and you'll never be my fucking mother, I want you to get out of my face and money you came looking for right? But let me tell you something, you won't get any fucking from me" I say furiously, not being able to control the anger I feel.

"Mr. Manuel, get this woman out of here, I don't know her and if she refuses to leave call the police." I say getting in the car and accelerating, for a second it seems that my lungs close and the air does not come, I leave with the car on the highway, driving calms me down a little and I can breathe normally again, minutes later I realize that I am in front of Hector's house, it is an automatic thing is always for him that I run at times like this. I knock on Hector's door, I know he will be scared to see me here unannounced and in the middle of the night, but where else would I go? As soon as he opens the door and sees me, I can see the confusion he's feeling.

"Hector" I say with a lump in my throat from trying to hold back tears "I'm sorry, I didn't know where else to go." I say feeling my face being stared at by tears. I see Hector approach and open his arms to hug me.

"Calm down my son, you were right to come, this is your home too, let's get in and out of the door."

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