Hey can u do a Pablo Gavi fic angst please thank you>>>
✮ Always On My Mind - Pablo Gavi
Pablo Gavira x Fem!Reader
SY: days since your breakup, you can only still reminisce what was.
A/N: the downfall he’s had in popularity isn’t talked about enough like there’s barely any fics for him now
Warnings: some spanish but none really!
It’s been one week since you broke up with your boyfriend, Pablo. One long, crueling week that seemed to drag on for eternity.
The morning sun shone in your face, stirring you awake no matter how hard you tried to ignore it. You subconsciously lean over to the opposite side of your bed, reaching your arm out, hoping to find him there.
All you could feel was the crumpled duvet, which was lacking conviction. The absence instantly pulls you conscious, although your mind still hazy.
“Pablo?” you call out, sleep still consuming your thoughts. It’s silent, with no response back. You glance over at the clock reading 1:09pm.
“Pablo? Where are you it’s only 1–”
It hits you suddenly, why the other side of the bed was so cold, unlike a usual warm, comforting presence.
1:09pm. He’s not at training, he’s just not here.
Another day.
Another day without him—without his soft little snores that would be your desired alarm, without waking up without his arm draped lazily across your waist, edging you closer to him whilst he was still asleep—without him and the peace he brought.
“Bebé no, don’t go just yet,” he whined, dragging you closer. “Just a couple more minutes…”
You sigh, smiling at his drowsy state. His hair was messy from the pillows, his lips plump, and the faint red sheet marks that etched onto his tanned face.
“Pablo honey, I’m not leaving the room, I’ll still be here.” you tried to reason, but his grasp never loosened. “In my arms?” he swiftly replied.
“Well n—”, he cut you off. “Then no you can’t leave.”
A wrenching heartache settled in, and there was no use laying in bed for the rest of the day, dwindling on your emotions. Therefore, you swung your legs over your side of the bed and slowly
Your legs felt stiff, heavy to move as if your body didn’t appreciate the sudden movement. After drinking away your pain last night, a dull pain started to crash through your forehead, a sharp reminder of just how ridiculous your life was right now.
Drinking your pain away had become your new hobby.
As far as you were concerned, he was happy. Happy with his new girlfriend, happy with his family, and most importantly: happy without you.
Meanwhile, you couldn’t shake him away from your brain.
You aimlessly head for your wardrobe, opening the doors. You flicker through the hangers, deciding on what to wear for the day.
Nothing caught your attention, the waves of baby pink and pale purple clothing material stringing through the field of your clothes.
Until something did, his jersey.
The Blaugruna kit, displayed in a beautiful ray of burgundy and navy, an adtriquite golden Spotify logo planted in the centre.
You subconsciously tear it from the hanger, holding it up to your level. Studying it carefully, you notice the dried grease stain from that one night in—you two bundled up in the cosy sheets of your bed, indulging in a weekly movie-might session.
The very same bed you still sleep in.
You, the germaphobe. Him, who doesn’t care.
“Can’t we do this every night?” Pablo said, with his mouth stuffed, discarding a pizza crust back into the box.
He lay into your shoulder, his right hand circling your stomach through his jersey. You immediately noticed, pulling your attention away from the movie.
“Ew, Pablo your hands!” you exclaimed, pushing his arms away. They’re greasy!”
“Huh?” he asked, startled. “I only ate pizza?”
“Yes, pizza is greasy!” you shrill, a disgusted look on your face. Gavi laughed, digging his head back into your neck again. A suspicious glimpse in his eye, with his lips curled up.
“Te amo princesa.” he yawns, tapping your nose with his index finger, still coated in pizza grease.
“Pablooo!”
All sweet memories come rushing back, now reminiscing on the first time he wanted you to represent him in a Barça Champions League match.
“So you’ll wear it tonight? For me?” he squealed, bouncing on the heels on his feet. A true baby at heart.
He held it up close to your chest, envisioning how you would look in it. “See? Already looks perfect on you amor,” his tone soft and friendly. “”
“But what would people think? You know how they are—” Gavi pulled his finger to your lips, sealing your voice. “No, I don’t care what people think, you’re mine and everyone needs to know that.”
You force your eyes to peel away from it, but you couldn’t bring yourself to let go of it just yet. Bringing it closer to your face—the Barça crest hovering under your nose—you inhale the scent.
Gosh, it even still smells like him.
The fresh, citrusy smell that you adored. The same one that would have you pleading for his jerseys, his hoodies, anything of his.
“Pleasee can I just have one more of your hoodies? One more.” you insist, using your best puppy eyes. “You already have half of them.” Pablo replies, secretly adoring the way you always wanted him close.
“But this one,” you inhale into the orange jumper, “smells like you.. it’s special to me, comforting.”
“Comforting huh?” he turned around to you. “So it’s not about stealing my wardrobe?”
“No! Not at all.” you shook your head, the blush on your cheeks saying otherwise. “Alright,” Gavi puts his hands up in surrender, smirking.
“But you’re gonna have to trade cuddles with it later.”
With a heavy heart, you sadly shuffle into your joint bathroom, your eyes immediately pinning at the aqua blue toothbrush still sitting inside a marble pot.
You take your own toothbrush to your mouth, gently cleaning the back of your teeth, staring beyond into the mirror infront of you.
The same mirror Pablo and you would brush your teeth together, every single morning. Normally with ‘Ojitos Lindos’ by Bad Bunny playing; he’d twirl you around on the steel bathroom tiles, waltzing and laughing with you before he had to leave for work.
“Y sólo mírame con esos ojitos lindos,” Gavi sung along, taking you by your hands and twirling you around.
“Que con eso yo estoy bien—” you continued, intertwining your fingers with his. “—hoy he vuelto a nacer.”
“Tú y yo.” he’d finish, holding you in his arms.
The nostalgia stings at your throat, hot floods of tears pricking at your eyes.
In the same bathroom where he cradled you to sleep in his arms, after a particularly vigorous vomit breakout.
“Shh, I’ve got you mi vida,” he murmured into your hair and delicately rubbing your back. You were lay near the toilet, crouching and trembling over the violent throw-over you just endured.
Gavi cradled you between his toned arms, the steady lull of his breathing calming you down. His hands threaded through the silk of your hair, comforting you as you were gravitated to sleep.
“It’s all out now, okay?” he whispered ever so gently. “I’m right here baby, just follow my breathing.”
In the same bathroom where he’d help rub your cleanser onto your face, mocking how silly you looked—coated in a bubbly paste.
“How do you enjoy this stuff?” he grimaced, the thick paste melting on his fingertips. “It feels disgusting!”
You laughed, breaking away from his touch. “You offered baby, blame yourself.”
Pablo tried to disguise the lovesick smile creeping upon his lips, but he couldn’t hold back at the sound of your warm laughter.
“Yeah well… I kinda regret it now.” he pouted, pulling you back closer to him so he could continue.
Your tears finally fall at the heartbreaking moments you created with him, now faded into a distant memory. Your heart clenched in a tortuous way, your mind and body clawing at the only stable parts of yourself you had left.
Not that you were sure you had any stability left.
Passing minutes later, you find yourself in a heap of duvets and cushions, trying to mask your sobs with them over your mouth.
You missed him so much, but there was nothing left of him anymore. Knowing that he had another girl wearing his jersey, another girl he cared for…loved for.
It broke. It really did.
Felicia, your persian cat, hopped onto your knees, immediately trouncing her way to the opposing side of the bed, onto the right sided pillow: his pillow.
You coerced yourself into a subdued mood, quipping your head around to notice what she was doing.
Feli, was almost like a promise ring to you, bought from Pablo as he found that you had been wanted a kitten since you were a child—one of the most admiring features about him.
She was raised by the both of you, day and night then one afternoon he was gone, just with a snap of his fingers.
No trace of him left, at all.
“I know Feli,” you sniffled, brushing away a stray tear, “I miss him too.”
You coax Felicia into your lap, mellowly stroking your fingers through her ivory, cotton fur. The need to sleep was daunting heavily upon your eyelids, as they slowly started to close until your vision went dark.
Even when you slept, you could still almost, hear his words. Almost if they were on a repeat, a neverending cycle that your mind just wanted to excruciate you until you crumbled—to constantly remind you of the things you could have kept.
That you could have still had.
The simple, “Te amo,” or the more complicated, “Eres mi todo, cariño, nunca te dejaré ir.” that he would shower you with.
You missed it all, but your heart only ached for him.
You clearly fall into a slumber, the relentless crying making your brain foggy. Igniting awake, your phone buzzes unapologetically—vibrating against your calves as the constant messages ping through.
Frantically, you scramble to reach it and waking Feli up in the progress.
Your hands begin to uncontrollably tremble, your pulse heightened, and your head spinning so fast that it begins to ache.
https://twitter.com/V10_fcb_/status/1866126704147624017?t=yHnmje5dTGWTwpVXfX6wNA&s=19 wtf is that exercise? i would have fallen on my head as soon as i got on that thing 😭
hey girl, could you do a fluffy gavi fic, whichever storyline you like as ur so creative 🙈. thank you so much!!❤️
If you want it, take it
—Pablo Gavi.
summary: Going on vacation with your brother and his friends
warnings: none. cute, soft, fluff, enemies to lovers, Ferran's sister.
words count; +2k
Your eyes moved through the paragraphs of your book as you held it in the air in front of your face. The shouts of the people couldn't keep you focused and you tried to ignore them to finish your reading.
The sun was shining brightly in the reflection of your sunglasses as your eyes strayed from time to time to the group of boys in the pool, playing and chatting and enjoying the coolness of the water, while you just tried to stay out of the way and act like you didn't exist.
You were bored and although your book was entertaining, you weren't paying attention at all. Your mind was distracted and confused. Coming on vacation with your brother had been your mother's idea, who insisted that you get out of the house for a bit to clear your head. The summer house was definitely one of your favorite places but you enjoyed it more when you were with your family or friends, or even alone. But today you had to come so your parents would stop bothering you and Ferran thought it was a good idea too. Sharing a vacation with your friends? How could that be fun, he thought? You didn't even know them that well and you had no relationship with them other than Pedri, Ferran's best friend who lived practically in your house. Although you knew he had only brought you along to cook and help with everything that involved housework while he and his friends enjoyed their free time.
Droplets of water flew in your direction, splashing your skin, startling you and making you lift your book high so it wouldn't get wet. You snorted without even looking. Then, again they splashed you again and you lowered your sunglasses meeting the gaze of the culprit.
Pablo Gavi, who smiled amused and splashed you again as a joke.
The knot in your belly tightened and you swallowed spittle, angering him.
“Are you stupid or what?” you asked angrily towards him, shaking the drops from your body.
You didn't know if he just wanted to annoy you or was being a jerk but he had been trying to get your attention quite a while ago by splashing you, according to him unintentionally, while all of Gavi's friends, including your brother, laughed or didn't even notice.
Gavi did it again and you squealed in complaint.
“Stop it” you shrieked towards him, infuriated. He just smiled sideways raising an eyebrow.
“Then come to the water, you bore!” shrieked Ferran and you rolled your eyes trying to read again.
You ignored them, continuing with your reading. You didn't feel like getting in the pool with them there, preferring to do it later. You had practically the whole day and another seven days to jump in whenever you wanted. Now you preferred to read.
Apart from them, you were the only woman and it would definitely be uncomfortable. So you went back to concentrating on your book, turning the pages and enjoying the story, it was the least you could do to pass the time without getting bored or regretting coming.
You were still advancing in the pages, when again your attention was taken. A shadow approached and you felt someone sitting on the foot of the same deck chair you were sitting on. Still, you didn't even look up.
“What are you reading?” the young man asked peering through your book.
Your heart pounded as you recognized his voice and your pulse rose. You quickly tucked the book away, resting it on your chest to look up and find Gavi sitting close to you.
Your legs brushed against his swimsuit and droplets of his wet hair and body began to splash on your legs and belly, making you shiver (or maybe it was for another reason).
“You're wet, Pablo” you moaned again, contracting your legs.
“And you could be wet too, princess” he murmured firmly winking his eye.
Your eyes opened wide and heat rose to your cheeks quickly as you noticed his words. Your heart was still pounding in your chest as if it was about to explode.
Had he said that…? No, he hadn't said that…?
Your throat went dry and you couldn't respond to that. You didn't even know what it meant, much less coming from him. You swallowed your saliva in surprise, your face was a poem and his amused look made you avert yours as you noticed how your body bristled with nerves.
“I mean… by the pool” he stretched his shoulders as he raised his eyebrow in amusement.
“No, t-thank you” you closed the book and stood up from the lounge chair quickly.
Your pulse had quickened and you tried to ignore it but his eyes were glued on you and it made your hair stand on end.
“I-I'm going to get some rest” you warned grabbing your stuff and walked backwards cursing yourself for your stuttering.
"So early?" he asks with some suspicion.
"The trip made me sick" you lie stuttering.
"Do you want me to take you?" he says again with a mocking smile.
The drop of sweat fell down your side making you shiver. You were nervous as shit.
"I don't need your help" you mumble, trying to sound loud.
"If you need me, you know" he whispers, coming closer as you look at him confused.
You ignore him and when he finishes taking your things, you walk away. Your legs ran inside and you didn't stop until you reached your room. Your pulse was still racing and your skin was sweating. Damn. You had never been as nervous as you were now.
What the fuck did that mean? Why would you need his help? and why did you feel so nervous?
Gavi was making you nervous. And it was in you for someone to make you this nervous.
Your brother's fucking friend, who had been driving you crazy since you met him. Because it was obvious, you liked him. Pablo Gavi is a Greek god, any woman with sense would be attracted to him and sometimes you had fantasized about him. But you tried to ignore your crush and go on with your life, he was your brother's friend.
He was forbidden. And sure he had a girlfriend, he was handsome and hot, of course he had a girlfriend.
He only bothered you because he was messing with you. He's your brother's friend, he would never look at you. And you shouldn't have looked at him either. And now you really regretted coming on this trip, you shouldn't have let your parents talk you into it. You wanted to go home, where you would never cross him again and could live in peace without feeling self-conscious about his presence.
After going up to your room, you stayed there for the rest of the day, watched some series, listened to music, settled your clothes and even had time to take a nap. When you woke up you went downstairs to get something to eat and then went back to your room, you had to keep reading. You were thankful that the boys had gone out to dinner in the yard, as it was a great night and you didn't even pass them, it was only Pedri who came to ask how you were and then left.
The hours passed and when you heard the boys say goodbye and go to their rooms, you waited for them to go to sleep. You wanted to go watch a movie, so you went down to the living room, in standing paints, trying not to make any noise.
The place was empty and lonely, the lights were barely on, in the kitchen you found some snacks and quickly sat down on the couch looking for a movie.
The peace was magnificent. You were just paying attention to the movie, with your feet crossed on the couch as you watched one of your favorite movies of all time. You had seen it a million times but you were sure you could watch it a million more.
Your legs were on top of the couch and you hugged your body for some warmth. You were calm, enjoying your evening.
“Buh!” a voice behind in your ear startled you making you jump in place in fright with a shout.
Your heart raced in terror and you almost screamed so loudly I'm sure someone could hear you. You whirl around quickly in anger looking for the culprit.
“You idiot!” you shriek in a whisper/shout.
Gavi guffaws as he holds his belly from laughing. Like that's so funny. He's such a jerk. You roll your eyes and return to your position, ignoring him. He'll go away.
Your gaze is on the screen as you feel the couch next to you sink and you snort curling further into place.
“What are you watching?” he asks watching the movie.
You don't even bother to answer, the less attention you give him, the less time he'll stay. How could he even listen to you? You tried to be as quiet as possible and you're sure he couldn't have heard the TV from upstairs.
There is an overwhelming silence between you. Your eyes remain focused on the screen but your body is starting to feel anxious. Her breathing is heard behind the voices of the movie and although you want to concentrate, your mind thinks of him.
His hand reaches up to your body and grabs the snack pack from your lap before you can notice him. You sigh loudly again. He continues to watch the screen as he now eats.
Even though your eyes never moved from the movie, you can see his eyes turn to you from time to time. And it makes you uncomfortable. He goes back to eating, chews noisily, sighs and looks at you, on a loop.
“What's this about?” he insists into the silence.
But you don't answer.
“She's going out with him?” he says again and for a millisecond you want to kill him.
He looks at you and you lower your arms surrendered sighing to calm your intrusive thoughts. He laughs a little and shifts on the couch, taking a step towards you. For some reason your heart starts pounding throughout your body, making you swallow saliva. He takes another step and stands alone almost next to you.
The scent of his clean, masculine perfume reaches you and you almost swoon from how sweet and honeyed it is. But you force yourself to hold on.
“It's boring” he says again and tries to grab the TV remote but you're quicker and you grab it too.
“Pablo, leave it” you warn between your teeth.
The smile on his face makes your blood boil. Your hand is on his, squeezing it to get him to let go of the remote but he doesn't.
“What will you give me to make leave it?” he asks mockingly. His eyes move to your mouth and you frown.
“Go away, I was here first” you roar angrily. Your hand squeezes his and though you don't want to hurt him, a little pain wouldn't hurt.
You relax your lip as your gazes challenge each other. Firm and furious. He smirks mockingly, you just murder him with your gaze.
“Are you five years old?” he laughs as he tugs on your arm to take control.
“I could ask the same thing” you tug on his arm too and now you are the one in control.
"It's my house, go away" you curse between your teeth.
"Make me do it" he murmurs smiling.
He pulls back to his side and you pull for yours. Again. And again. You start a little tugging war, fighting to see who will give up first and take remote control. But you won't win. You tug again, it really does look like five year olds fighting over a toy. But you don't care, you want to take it.
You know he's not using his full strength, maybe he thinks you can't take it. So you plan to play weak and then take it from him. His hand pulls yours and because you are no longer exerting force, you shoot out at him. His body is half lying on the couch and yours on Gavi's, still your hands are held together but Gavi's other hand is placed on your waist, helping to support you.
His eyes find yours and you swallow saliva as you notice how close you are to him. Your breasts pressed together, your faces inches apart. Your heart races and Gavi notices, because he smiles proudly.
His eyes move across your face, his hands begin to slowly move up your body and you can feel your heart sinking.
Damn it. Your body betrays you. You want to push him away and pull away but you stay there, on top of him, spellbound in his eyes.
Now it's your eyes that move to his lips and you watch them, hungrily. He opens his mouth and outlines his lips with his thin tongue, teasing you. Shit. His fingers continue to caress your skin over your pajamas and you can feel it burning your skin.
The feelings in your chest start to work and make you tremble. You can't do it. You can't kiss him. You can't.
“If you want it, take it” he says in a whisper with a husky voice.
You know very well he doesn't mean the remote control. It was never about that. It was never about him being annoying to you.
It was about Gavi flirting with you. And you know that because maybe you flirted with him too, indirectly or innocently.
If you want it, take it. It keeps repeating in your head and you smile inside. Of course you'll take it. If it's yours, you'll take it.
You bring your face close to his, so close that you can feel his breath mingle with yours. It's warm, moist and luscious. His glistening skin glows in the dark. Your heart soars, your belly churns, your soul yearns for him.
Your lips brush his touching in a stiff motion, teasing him. You can feel how soft they are and how hot they are, he swallows saliva with bated breath and you tilt your face preparing to kiss him.
But you don't.
You grab the remote from his hand and take it from him completely. You smile mockingly and stand up from his body, pulling away from him, laughing like you won the fight. Because you think you did. And maybe you did.
You sit back down in your seat and hide the garlic remote from you, you're in control. And I'm not exactly talking about the TV remote control.
Hiii, can you please do a smut where you and gavi are doing it but it starting to hurt so bad and you tell that to him but he doesn't stop cuz he only thinks that you are in so much pleasure. After he came he looks at you worried because you are in a lot of pain still ???
I will change this up a bit but hope you like it :)
Safe Word
Pablo was the first person you were ever intimate with and he was the one with who you've tested your limits knowing that you can trust him to keep you safe always.
You came up with 'red' as your safe word the night he took your innocence and it stayed the same ever since. Whenever he wanted to be rougher with you, he would ask you to repeat your safe word before starting anything. It put both your minds at ease that you always felt secure when with him.
Tonight he was being rougher than usual, having lost the game and also been provoked by some players, he got home ready to release some of that tension with you.
You didn't really mind, wanting him badly and happy that instead of arguing he wanted to pleasure you instead. And boy knew how to pleasure you but that's for another story ;)
Pablo was currently balls deep inside of you pounding mercilessly with your legs on his shoulders and it slowly became more painful than pleasurable. You didn't want to use your safe word, having never used it before, and you didn't want to disappoint him.
"uhh papi..s..slow down" you hoped he would listed but he thought you were only teasing him moving even faster and by that point you screamed 'red!' and he froze any movements.
"Ahh amorcito..I'm so so sorry..I didn't mean to hurt you..tell me what hurts" he said after pulling out and you hid underneath the blanket curling into yourself feeling embarrassed and sad thinking he must hate you now.
"I need you to come out and look at me princesa..this is important" Pablo pulled blanket off you but you still his your face away from him being a blushing mess and also crying for having to stop.
"Amor..look at me.." he slowly moved your hands away from your face heartbroken to see your tears and as you tried to hide from him again he would let you pulling you close and hugging your body against his trapping all the warmth between the two of you.
"I'm sorry..I'm so sorry..It was hurting me" you were crying into his shirt and he felt angry at himself reassuring you that there is nothing to apologize for.
"Amor, that's why we have a safe word... It's okay preciosa. I was a bit rougher tonight and you needed to stop, there is nothing wrong with that mi vida..I'm proud of you for telling me...come here" he said pulling you close and starting to play with your hair gently.
After a few minutes, Pablo laid your head on the pillow gently not wanting to disturb you about to get up and you quickly grabbed his hand giving him tearful eyes.
"Don't leave. I'm sorry..." you feared that after what happened he will leave and never come back again. Tears started to fall down your cheeks at that thought.
"Hey shh shh amorcito..I'm just going to bring you some water okay? I'll be right back I promise..I would never leave mi princesa preciosa" he kissed your head and dried your tears before rushing to bring you a cold glass of water which was exactly what you needed.
"Ahh" you said after drinking the full glass giving it to him as he smiled nodding his head and taking out some makeup wiped to clean your makeup which he definitely smeared tonight.
"There we go. Now my nena doesn't look like an adorable little raccoon..now she is just adorable" he smiled and you blushed getting comfortable underneath the covers and he quickly joined turning towards you and reaching to touch your cheek while you looked at him with dolly eyes (gif).
"Are you okay now, princesa?" he checked up seeing you nod calmed him down while he continued to touch your cheek ever so gently.
"I'm sorry Pablo...I know you needed this" you said sadly and he quickly raised your chin and made you look into his eyes.
"No more apologizing nena" he said sternly but still kept it soft before adding "all that matters to me is what you need, always" he finished kissing your lips and you kissed him feeling his rest his forehead against yours.
"Okay princesa?" he said and you opened your eyes with your forehead still against his and your cheeks bright pink.
"Okay Pablo.." you answered obediently and he kissed your forehead pulling you closer so that you could nuzzle your face into his neck and enjoy his fingers moving down your spine as you fell asleep.
Summary: The seat he always reserved for you, it's now hers.
Warnings: cursing.
You hug Aurora as the two of you jump happy.
"I'm so happy." Aurora says, tearing up a little bit. "I'm sorry, I need a moment." She says, walking out of the room.
You turn to face Gavi. He has the biggest smile anyone could ever have. He opens his arms, walking over to you.
You carefully hug him, head between his neck and shoulder. "I'm so happy for you, Pablito." You say.
He tightens the hug, kissing your forehead. "I'm happy too." He says. "I can't wait to be on the field again."
Gavi got the green light to start training on the training camp, not like the others, but finally, he's able to run, to juggle the ball, to be out.
"And maybe I'll be able to play against Sevilla." He smiles, a smile that might hurt later. "I can't wait."
You separate from the hug, grabbing his cheeks. "I'm going to be there for you, I'll be the loudest on the stadium when I cheer your name." You smile at him.
He moves his hand and places it on the back of your neck, bringing you in for a kiss. You don't waste one second and return the action.
"I kinda like having my own cheerleader." He smirks. Giving you another peck.
You laugh at his tone, grabbing his hand, walking with him to the living room. His parents and Aurora have smiles and tears.
Finally, after so long and after everything Gavi went through, he was able to go back to the field and do what he loved the most, play.
"We are so happy, mijo." Belen says, hugging him. "You are going back to play."
His father joins the hug. They were telling him how happy they were about his return, even when it was just to training.
It was a big step for everybody. After the times when Pablo didn't want to see anyone and used to cry himself out of the frustration of being in bed while his friends played. Horribly but played. (Don't fight me on this, last season was bad)
His family was grateful for your support to Pablo. You have known him since school, and your support was very important to him and to them.
You and pablo were friends, even when you looked like the typical couple. You never officially become anything other than his friend, and tell people that you were fine like that.
"Let's go out to eat." Pablo Sr. says. "We need to celebrate this big moment."
Pablo pulls you to the front door, intertwining your hands. Pablo asked you what you are eating. Naming you different things off the menu.
"I want a piece of cake." He says, opening the door for you. "Want to share?" He asks, passing his arm around your shoulders.
You nod to him, giving him a kiss. You were careful with the picture and places. You know that since you two aren't labeled, you don't want to deal with the fans.
You were fine letting people think you were Aurora's friend. You were thankful to have some pictures with them from when you were kids.
Fans have seen that and thought nothing of it. So they didn't really care when you were with Aurora at the games.
"We are going to Sevilla this weekend." Pablo says. "Want to join us?"
You shake your head no. "I have a lot of work to do." You explain.
He rests his head on your shoulder. "I'm going to miss you." He says, sighing.
Gavi's parents ask you about college. They were happy that it was going well for you. You wanted to be a physiotherapist.
They wanted you to succeed. They have known you since you were a child, and when you went out of your way to help Pablo during his recovery. They got closer to you and got to know you better.
You became closer to him because you two met up at a common friend birthday party. You told him that you moved to Barcelona to study.
He contacted you over Instagram. You two began talking, and then he invited you to a game. You, as a cule, said yes immediately.
Since then, you got closer and started a small fling. You never cared that it was an in and out situation. He was an old friend and he liked you.
Pablo and you excuse yourselves. He has training in the morning, and you were going to help him with his therapy routine.
"Do you want me to help you with your exercise?" You ask, checking on him as he does what his physio instructed him.
He shakes his head no, trying to act tough and uninterested. "I'm almost done." He says.
You enjoy the show he's pulling. His face went from normal to a red one as he refused to ask for help. All that only to look cool for you.
You can't help but laugh at how his arms are shaking thanks to the effort he is putting into the exercise.
"Pablo, let me help you." You say, getting up and walking up to him. Grabbing the weight he's using. "Let's do it together." You say, kissing his temple.
You work out with him. Doing it slowly and helping him take the proper rest in between sets.
"You see?" You ask him. Leaving the weight on the floor. "A little help won't hurt you."
He chuckles, giving you a kiss. "Want to shower with me?" He asks, hiding his sweaty face on your neck.
You nod, grabbing his hand and walking upstairs with him.
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"Have you noticed that we are always placed in the same seats?" Aurora asks, walking with you around the now empty stadium.
"We do?" You ask, confused. "How do you know that?"
"I was checking the seating on the last few games. Don't ask me why cause I just did it out of boredom."
You turn, looking at where the seats are located. "Never noticed that. We can ask Pablo why is that."
"Ask me what?" Pablo says. He was behind you.
He grabs your arm, pulling you against his chest. You laugh at his roughness. "Pablo!" You say in between giggles.
"Pablo, careful." Aurora warns him.
Pablo shush Aurora, giving you a kiss. You feel him wrapping his arms around you. "What do you wanna ask me, guapa?" He whispers to you before returning to kissing you.
You separate. "I don't even remember anymore." You say, making him chuckle. "Ready to go?" You ask, making him nod.
You were taking them to the airport after the game. Even when he isn't ready to play, he wants you at the games.
He says that it's for you and his family to get used to him playing again. You love it when he includes you into his plans.
"Let's go, lovebirds." Aurora says, walking away from you. "We don't want to hit traffic."
You walk to the car, thanks to the wait in the stadium, there was not much traffic. You needed to pick something at Gavi's house before the airport.
"I'll be quick." Aurora says, running to the house.
Gavi was singing some song he had on the playlist of his recovery. He was focused on his phone.
You then remember what Aurora told you about the seats. You want to ask him, so you turn the music down.
"I just remembered what I wanted to ask you." You tell him, bomping his nose with your finger.
"A ver, dime."
"Aurora pointed out that we always sit in the same seats." You explain. "Why is that?" You ask.
He smiles, getting closer to you and giving you a small kiss. "I memorized where the seat was." He explains. His fingers combing your hair. "That way, when I scored, I know where to look. I know that you'll be there."
You can't help the big smile that you have. He was looking for you after every goal. After every asist, he knows where to look to find you.
"Seat 332" He says. "That's the one I always ask for."
You were about to say something, but Aurora joined the two of you in the car. She apologizes for the inconvenience of having to stop at Pablo's house for her makeup bag.
"Let's go!" She says happy. "I can't wait to be home."
You smile, happy that they got to go home. The rest of the drive consists of Pablo singing every song that plays and Aurora asking you to change the song because Pablo was ruing it.
When you got to the airport, Gavi helped his sister with the luggage. Telling her that he will carry them for her.
"I'll call you when I'm back." He says, putting his head inside the car. "A kiss goodbye?" He makes duck lips.
You giggle, giving him a kiss. "Have fun, bye."
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You liked Gavi's story. Answering his dm. He let you know that he was still in Sevilla and that he was having fun.
You forgot to answer him. You were busy with some paperwork you were procrastinating. You needed to finish if you want to see him after he come back from Sevilla.
You tell him that you will be out of the radar for a few days, and when he comes back you will text him when you are free.
You spend your days working and going to uni. You had to study hard if you want to pass with a good grade.
Aurora told you that she gave your greetings to your abuelita and that she sent you something with Pablo.
You thank her and tell her that you'll talk to Pablo to get whatever she sent you. Going back to the books and the studying.
You spend more than you should without reporting you. Gavi went missing in action, too.
You didn't even notice, your phone was running in low battery from all the working and studying you are doing.
You were going back to your place, happy that you finally get to relax and to be free from all the books, all the papers and all the sleepless nights.
You find a very known car parked in front of your house. You get down of your own car, passing beside it like you didn't know.
"Hello, señorita." Gavi says, smiling with such pride. "I'm looking for someone. Maybe you can help me."
"Oh, hi Mister." You follow his act. "Can you describe this person to me?"
"She's pretty." He began, taking his glasses. "Very pretty. She's a very smart girl, with beautiful hair and a very pretty shiny eyes."
You blush with his words. You love it when Gavi talks about you like that. It makes you feel some type of way.
"I might know her." You answer shyly.
He laughs at your red cheeks. He exits his car, walking over to you and hugging you. "I missed you." He whispers in your ear. Leaving a kiss there.
"I missed you too," you say to him. "Let's get inside. It's really hot." You wave air with your hand.
You grab his hand and open your door. You noticed he has something in his hands. You look at him with a doubtful expression.
"Your abu sends you this." He hands you the bag. "She mentioned to me that you need to open it and try it."
You thank him for bringing you what your grandma sent you. You even thank him for going to see her and spend time with her.
You spend the rest of the day with him, cuddle on the couch, and watch his favorite movies. He was telling you about his family reunion, his trips around Sevilla. Everything.
"What if we go out to eat?" He asks, kissing your hair. "I know I shouldn't break the diet, but I just want to go out with you."
You nod, kissing him and going to freshen up. You fix your hair and brush your teeth. Apply more lip oil and reapply perfume.
He drives to your favorite restaurant, he asks for a corner table, not wanting to he spotted or bother when he's with you.
You tell him about your last few days, how stressed you were, and why you didn't answer any of his texts.
He loves hearing you talk about your day, even when it was just a ramble of two things or about the same thing over and over but in different situations.
"Do you want dessert?" He asks.
You shake your head no. You want to even unbutton your jeans because of how full you feel. Even breathing makes you feel fuller.
"Then let me pay, and we are on our way." He says, calling the waitress to pay.
You two walk out of the restaurant. Gavi has a hoodie that he had in his car. He asks you if you want to walk around, you say yes.
"Mom says that when she's back, she will teach you how to make that cake you loved." He smiles, hugging you by the waist. "That way, when you learn how to make it, you can make it for me."
"I will make it for you whenever you want to." You kiss his cheek. "Stay with me tonight, yes?"
He nods, tightening the grip he has on you. You two pass a man selling single roses. Gavi bought one for you. Handing it to you and stealing a quick kiss.
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"Do you want to go out tonight?" Alexa, your friend, asks you.
"I can't. Have something to do." You lie.
That thing you had to do was Pablo coming over to stay inside with you. He called you earlier and asked you to be home.
He was getting food for the two of you and wanted to see this new movie that he was too busy to see.
"Okay then." She shrugged. "If you change your mind, we are going to be at La Bodega. Text me." You nod, saying goodbye.
You drive home, listening to your shared playlist that Gavi created for you. That way, when you were together, the songs you liked were going to mix.
As soon as you get home, you clean the small mess you have in the living room. You take a shower to erase the sweat from the weather.
You decide to watch your show while you wait. Making time for Gavi to get out of whatever he's doing.
After a few episodes, you realize that Pablo was later than what he usually is. You check your phone to see if he texted you or something.
Nothing.
You sent him a text asking if he was okay. You want to make sure that it was just him being late, or maybe he got caught up doing something else.
After the first five minutes, you thought < maybe he's busy >
After ten, you started to worry. < what if during recovery, he hurt himself? >
After more than an hour, you decide to call him. The beeping of the line and the authorized voice of his voice mail made you even more worried.
You tried again. Nothing.
You calm yourself, maybe he got busy with something and couldn't come. Maybe he's in a meeting and you were interrupting.
You continue watching your show, trying to leave the worry away. He was fine. He has to be.
You get up and prepare yourself some instant Ramen. Your plans of waiting for Pablo are now long forgotten.
You didn't understand, but you didn't make it bigger. Two missed calls and a few unread texts were everything you did, and it was enough.
At one time, you turn your tv off. Walking to your room and getting into bed. You check your phone one last time, confirming that Pablo read your texts but didn't answer them.
He was going to explain himself later. It was all okay.
But... was it?
Pablo took not one day or maybe two. It took him five days before he showed up at your door.
You might think that after the texts, the missed calls, after you basically were dead worried about him.He was going to explain himself.
Thar he was going to give you the resume of what happened for him to be ignoring you like that.
But no, Pablo didn't do that.
He even asked you why you were blowing up his phone. HE was confused.
"Gavi, you told me you were coming and when you didn't. I got worried." You tell him, sitting next to him on the coach. "I even thought that maybe something happened to you during recovery."
He opens his eyes. "No, don't say that." He chuckles. "God, no."
"Then what happened?" You ask, hand on his cheek. "Tell me."
He thinks for a while, not sure what to tell you to calm you down.
"Aurora and Javi got into a fight." He says. "And I needed to be there for her. You understand that my sister was in distress and I wasn't going to leave her alone. I'm sorry I got busy, I really am."
You calm down, believing his dumb story. "No, you did the right thing." You say, caressing his skin. "I just got worried, that's all."
He pushed your head towards him. Giving you a kiss. "I'll make it up." He smiles, not worried Bout a single thing. "Now, why don't we watch that movie I told you about?" He asks, kissing you again.
You nod, letting the whole thing slide.
Oh boy, you were wrong for that.
After letting Pablo get away with that, he started to act differently. You blame it on him being stressed about the Sevilla game. Maybe he wanted to train extra hard and be prepared for anything.
You call him out for that. He apologized and invited you out. Insisting on going to dinner as a way for him to apologize.
He asked you to meet there since he was going straight up after training. He told you that the Mister decided for training to be in the evening.
You got yourself ready. Got your makeup on, your pretty hair well done. You got your nice perfume on.
All of that for him to be more than an hour late.
"Hey!" You say calling the waitress attention. "Can I get the check?"
She takes a look at your table, the empty bottle of soda, and your sad look was enough for her to feel bad.
"It's okay." She smiles. "It's on the house."
You thank her, already feeling too embarrassed to fight her for the check. You left some money for her, as a thank you.
You drive home, mad that you let this happen. You were expecting more from him, only to be let down by your own expectations.
You log into social media, trying to forget about your anger at him, only to find out a picture of him from only like thirty minutes ago.
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ferminxgavi wait is that the girl they are talking about on twitter?
gavirafan06 apparently they were out with his sister and his mom 🤔
masialover10 they say her user is @/antogmz but her account is private tho
He was out with someone else, and his mom and sister were with him.
You were waiting for him, and he didn't even have the decency of calling you and canceled the date.
You throw your phone to the bed. Went to the bathroom and did your skincare. You feel down, Gavi wasn't like that. Not with you.
You give him the benefit of the doubt. Maybe she was a fan who was casually in the back or someone else.
You don't want to make assumptions. You want him to explain himself. Even when you already decided that he was innocent.
Aurora called you the next day. Asking you if you wanted to go out and have some lunch together. You agreed to meet her.
She asked you to pick her up, thing that you agree with, too. You got ready and drove to her brother's house.
You want to talk with Gavi, ask him why he didn't showed up, but you don't want to look pushy or like a bother.
You ring the doorbell. After a few seconds, you are greeted by Belen. She got happy to see you, hugging you and pulling you inside the house.
You make small talk with her, she mentioned how much she wants you to come over so you can learn those food recepies you always ask her.
"I promise that I'll make time to come sometime around this week." You say, waving goodbye at her.
Aurora and you walk out. She was happy to see you and be able to talk to you. You were happy too, she was an amazing friend to you.
"Are you coming tonight?" She asks casually.
You look at her, confused about what she's talking about.
"What's tonight?" You ask. "I've been busy, and I've been forgetting things, sorry." You say, pretending to understand what she meant.
"Pablo is hosting a barbecue. His friends from Sevilla are in town, and he wants to celebrate with them." She exolains to you. "You remember now?" She laughs.
You nod, smiling at her. You feel your stomach turning. Gavi got the friends you two have in common, invited them, and left you out.
"Aurora, can I ask you a question?" You ask her.
"You just did." She jokes, making you roll your eyes as you chuckle. "Go on, ask me."
"But, promise me you'll be honest with me." You say, frown in your face.
She stops eating to look at you with a serious face. "Of course. What is going on?"
You think the question a few moments. You don't know how to deliver it and make it sound like a doubt, and not like a desperate thing.
"Is Gavi seeing anyone?" You finally ask.
She starts coughing. Lifting her hand for you to give her a moment. "Sorry, I ate too quickly." She lies.
You hand her the glass of water, trying to help her pass the food. "You okay?"
She nods, gaining composure. "Sorry, yes. I am." She says, drinking water. "Why are you asking me that?" She asks back.
You shrug. "He's been kind of ghosting me." You explain. "And I don't want to hurt myself and think that maybe what we have is going to work and then find out that he is seeing someone else."
She softened the expression on her face. "Y/n." She sighs. "Pablo likes you more than he cares to confess." She says, grabbing your hand. "Believe me when I tell you that he only thinks about you."
You smile at her. Happy with her answer.
"He's been busy." She excuses him. "With all the training and him wanting to be as ready as possible for the match, I think he's been out of the blue."
You nod, understanding that he was worried about his comeback. Busy with his own life and trying to make it out as if.
"Well, I'm calmer now that you tell me that." You smile at her. "Thank you." You say, squishing her hand.
You go on with your day, the bright smile you have on your face was something nobody was taking away.
You drive Aurora home, asking her to tell her mom that yoh will be back to learn everything she wants to teach you.
You then drive back home. You need to finish some projects. You texted Gavi, letting him know that Aurora told you Bout the barbecue and asking if he needed anything.
He only texted that he would come over to talk.
You don't pay mind to that. Finishing with your homework and even using the free time to do some upcoming projects.
You don't notice the time passing by, until someone knocks on your door. You check the time. It was 5 pm.
"Hola," you smile at Gavi. Moving to the side to let him in. "Before you say anything, Aurora already told me that you've been busy and very tired and I totally understand why you forgot about dinner."
He frowns, not even understanding what you meant by that. "Okay." He says, shrugging. "Talking about Aurora, you told me she invited you over tonight?" He asks.
You nod happy. "She did. That's why I was asking if you needed me to bring something."
He scratches the back of his neck. Trying to find a way to say what he was about to say.
"Are you oka-" You were asking, until you got interrupted by him.
"You can't come." He says. The serious tone of his voice makes you shiver.
You frown. Looking at him not understanding.
"What?"
He sighs. "You are not invited." He says, looking annoyed. "Aurora wasn't supposed to invite you, and frankly, I don't want you there."
You feel the knife stabbing you in the heart. He didn't want you there. You stayed silent for a few minutes.
He's trying to read your blank expression, but he can't.
Your vision becomes blurry. "Oh." You whisper. "Okay."
He feels bad about hurting your feelings.
"Y/n, list-"
"You should go." You interrupt him. "It's getting late, and you'll have people over." You say, walking to the kitchen.
You don't want him to see you cry, but you can't help the sob that scapes your lips. That makes him feel even worse.
"Preciosa, listen." He tries one more time.
"No, Pablo." You turn around mad. "You need to leave." You say, stern tone. "Now!"
You clean your tears. You refuse to cry in front of him. You don't want to show him how much this situation is affecting you.
"Why are you so mad?" He asks, exasperated. "You act as if you are my fucking girlfriend." He shouts.
You pass from the sadness to anger in one sentence. Your fight mode activates.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Pablo." You say, trying to hide the angry sob that scapes your lips. "I'm sorry that I act as if I'm someone you treat me like. I'm sorry I'm crying because I genuinely thought that you cared about me, and now I'm realizing that you don't. "
He rolls his eyes. That only makes you feel so much fury.
"I do care about you." He says. "But fuck, I never told you we were a thing. You assumed things up, and now you are blaming me for it."
You let out a laugh. "I assumed?" You ask. "I assumed things up when you called me all those nicknames? Huh?" You start pointing out. "I assumed things up when you held my hand, kissed my lips, slept over in my bed? Huh?"
He's silent, knowing that there's no going back from here. "Liste-"
"No!" You shout. "Did I assumed things up when you were fucking me?" You ask, the bitter tone is evident. "I gave you everything, Pablo. And you can't even give me a decent excuse. Are you really blaming me?"
"Did I asked you to give me all that?" He asks.
That simple question makes you understand everything. Your energy got all down. You don't even want to keep talking.
"You are right." You nod. "You can leave now, message received."
He stops the hard frown that's on his face. He softens his look. What he just did was not what he wanted to happen.
He wanted for you to understand that he never wanted something serious, but he let it go for more than he should.
And even when he does like you, he can't be with you like he wants to. He needs to keep his distance, and you are making things more difficult than it should be.
"Go, please." You beg, trying to hold the tears. "Enjoy your party, and I hope you enjoy playing again."
You walk away from him. If he wanted to stand there, you weren't going to see it. You slam the door of your room.
You place a pillow on your face, yelling the frustration on it. Shutting the scream that your heart was letting out.
Gavi left, slamming the door on his way out. He cursed everything that was on his view radar. Blaming himself and his stupid boy mind. But not enough for him to turn around and do the right thing.
You cry into your pillow. You are hurt and confused about why he was acting like that.
He wasn't your Pablo, the one who brings you flowers just because.
He wasn't your Pablo, the one who takes you out on dates and walks after training because he misses you. Even when he saw you before training.
He wasn't your Pablo.
But not even Pablo was your Pablo.
You feel tired and falling asleep during the crying process.
When you woke up with a headache and puffy red eyes, you know it wasn't a dream. Gavi just told you that he doesn't see you the way you see him.
You got up, walked to your bathroom, and washed your face. You shrugged and decided to take a shower.
Your day began good, you even had some fun time with Aurora. Who would've thought that I was going to be the last time you did that.
You slowly do your night routine, trying to feel better. As if that's what you need. You order take out and decide to eat it while watching your show.
When you get tired, you open your Instagram. The first post is a story Gavi posted. You click on it and enter his profile, unfollowing him.
You think for a second. Angerly deciding that you were not only going to do that but also blocking him in the process.
You went then to your feed, refreshing it after a while. It didn't have anything good for you to engage.
You move to Twitter. The first thing you find is a tweet about this girl named Antonella. She apparently was Gavi's new fling.
You read through the tweets, finding out that she was the girl that the Instagram comments were talking about.
You read that someone mentioned her Instagram account. Deciding that it wasn't enough pain for one day, you went back to Instagram. Searching her.
You click her profile, noticing something very interesting. She follows you. You clicked on "follow back" requesting to follow her.
You don't have to wait that long after she accepts your follow request. You go straight to her posts, stalking her like a crazy fan.
You find something very interesting. Gavi liked and commented on her posts. But that didn't really surprised you.
It was Aurora's likes and comments on her page. Commenting like she knew her from all her life. You were closed to the two of them, and you can't remember anyone with that name or that looks.
You click on her story, only to find out why Gavi didn't want you at his barbecue.
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You know Pablo a little too much to recognize him. And even if you have a little doubt about it, the background gives you all the answers.
He was at his house. He threw a party with all the friends you thought you two shared. But they aren't your friends if they know he's with someone else and decide to hide it from you.
You block your screen. Tired of going out of your way to make Gavi someone so on top of everything. You can't keep putting him before you. Not anymore.
What hurt you the most was that Aurora knew about it.
You can't blame her for siding with Gavi. She's his sister, so it was obvious that she was going to prioritize him over you.
But when you asked her if Pablo was seeing someone else, she denied it. Telling you that he likes you and that he only thinks about you.
She lied to you, giving you fake expectations.
You blink the tears away. You don't want to cry. You already feel dumb enough to keep humiliating yourself for him.
After a while, you open your phone again, you don't want to think about him. You start to see the insta stories of your friends.
That's when you see the one from Aurora.
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You see the tags on her story. It was everyone. The only one who wasn't invited was you. And you can't get mad, the sadness overpowering every feeling.
You tried to distract yourself, checking your feed again to see what's happening. Maybe finding a funny video or something. But no.
You click on that one picture even when you know it was going to hurt.
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gavixpedri New picture of Gavi and his alleged girlfriend @antogmz in his Barcelona home.
There's rumors that she's going to be at the game against Sevilla. If that's true, then this will confirm their relationship.
Gavi and Anto have been linked up since a few weeks ago. People from Sevilla mentioned that he was seen with her on different occasions.
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gavilover9 I thought aurora's friend was his girlfriend
gavixpedri No 😭 she's only a friend after all
barcamessi10 this is the hardest launch I've ever experienced 😭😭😭 he was in recovery a few weeks ago and now he has a girlfriend
gavixpedri I knowwww 😔 we missed a lot of chapters. I stayed at the one where Y/n and him were allegedly a thing 😭
This was from the same night that he left you waiting on the restaurant. He was with her.
You try to stay as low profile as you could. Gavi tried to contact you over text and tried calling. You left all his messages go to voice mail and made sure to mark as read all his texts.
You were coming back from Uni when you found that particular car parked in front of your house. You take your keys out, walking without stopping.
You were about to walk inside your house when you felt an arm pulling you away from the door.
"Just give me five minutes." He begged.
"No!" You say, stern tone. "Let go off me." You order him.
"Four?"
"Let go off me, Pablo." You say again.
"Only one, please. I'm begging you." He beggs.
Those stupid puppy eyes he has are making the devils work. You can't say no to that, and he knows it.
"I'm counting, so you better start talking." You say, lifting your arm to see your watch.
He let go of your arm. "I'm fucking sorry I ever spoke to you in that way." He says, words coming out of his mouth as if he was rapping some Eminem song. "You are someone I find really important to me, and if I ever gave you the impression of liking you is because I really do. I just don't want to hurt you." He pauses to take a break.
You pull your arm down. "Ironic, cause you did hurt me." You say, trying not to sound so harsh.
"And I really regret everything. You are my friend and I shouldn't have played you like I did. I really want you back in my life. I just don't know how to work as a partner. That's why when you never asked me to label our relationship, I was fine with it because you were too."
"Did I ever tell you I was okay with that?" You ask, interrupting him.
He shakes his head no. "I'm sorry."
"Fine, apology accepted." You say. "Now, your time is over. Have a nice day, Pablo."
You were about to turn, but his hands stopped you. "I have this for you." He says, handing you a pass.
"What is this?" You ask confused, not taking it in your hands.
"It's a pass for tonight's match." He smiles. "I'm finally playing, and I want you there. You helped me in my recovery, and I can't thank you enough." He says, scratching the back of his neck. "I know I'm an asshole, I know I hurt you, and I'm sorry. But please, please, please come to the game." He says, begging again.
You look at the pass in his hand, not sure if you should take it or not.
"Please, at least take it and think about it." He says.
You nod, grabbing the pass from him. You then turn back and walk into your house. You close the door after you.
You look at the pass, it says your number and your seat. < Seat 332 >
Just like always.
You left the pass on your table. Not quite sure if you should go. What if his friends and family looked at you weirdly over you coming to his game?
You shake that idea out of your mind. Gavi's family loved you. Maybe not as his partner, but as the girl who helped him during his worse times.
And that was something nobody was taking from you. Ever.
You try to not think about the pass. You clean your house, you cooked lunch, you watch your show.
You even take a shower, something refreshing.
When you open your closet, you see the jersey. Mayne ut was a sign. Maybe you should go.
You take it as a sign for you to go. You changed into something appropriate for the game. You apply some light makeup and walk out to the stadium.
You were late, and you got into the stadium thanks to Gavi's pass. He asked beforehand for you to be allowed to get in, even if it was only a few minutes left of the game.
A security officer walks you to the vip section. You thank him for allowing you in, he just nodded and left.
You walk into the vip section. Standing over at the doors of the door that's dividing the seats from the lobby.
You noticed that Gavi was about to get subbed in. Everyone on the section was standing and clapping for him.
You can hear people chanting and screaming his name. Everyone was happy about it.
They were all too excited that people didn't really take a seat during the last eleven minutes of the game. That's all that Gavi played, including extra time.
People clapped at the fact that Barca won five to one. You can feel the tears in your eyes.
The longest eleven months of your life. At the same time, those months were short when it came to helping Pablo recover.
Pablo was looking over at the section you were in. People are still up, slowly seating down because it is the vip section. People don't just walk away.
Then the people that left are gone, and people are seated back. You were about to walk into your seat but you noticed something.
She was in your seat.
You look back at the field, finding his eyes on you. You move your eyes from him to the seat. Where she was waving her hand trying to get his attention.
You feel your vision getting blurry. Understanding that it wasn't your seat to take anymore.
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This make me genuinely mad Pablo and Ana just started dating they have not been dating since 2022 but Ana made people think that they were, that’s when she started the fan account for her and Pablo and the worst part people believed it back then and gave her fam but know they are and I hope Pablo knows what she did and still is doing anyway sorry for the rant 😭
Ana is full of lies and the way she dirty look Gavi 's father is just OUT OF HAND
Honestly just ignore those girls who dm’ed you about speaking your own opinion🤡
Like you can think differently to them, why does it matter than you don’t agree?
Me personally, I’m with you, I don’t like Ana (not because she’s dating Gavi but because what she’s like) but i’m not going to prosecute people for liking her.
Ignore them, they should have no importance 🎀
Girl thanks I just can't believe they are so trigger about my post plus it's my account I can do what ever I want 💋😍
why do you guys treat gavi like a little boy? he is with ana because he chooses to be. he’s known her since 2021 and he chooses to get back with her. he’s not being forced, he’s not being manipulated.
also we do not know these people at all.
Well my dear first and foremost THIS IS MY FREAKING OPINION ✨ like why the f!ck would u care? And we do not treat Pablo a little boy we just want what's best for him if u Don't get my opinion then scroll💋
i’m sorry but you look unhinged losing your mind over gavi going out to dinner with his girlfriend. they’re together and that’s that.
also “anabitch” is an insane tag, you must be 11 at most 💀
Well I'm sorry if your little heart get trigger about the post but it's my own opinion and this is my account and I can do what the freak I can do and also maybe ur the one who's 11 because u act one
