Y/n and Pablo are new to dating in 2021 and the second game she goes to against PSG gavi gets sent off
Warnings: none just aggression
It was 6:30, Pablo had just left his house and got off FaceTime with me.
Yesterday he had bought me his own Barca jersey for me to wear at an important game tonight against PSG.
If you ask Pablo some of his favorite teams to go against he would say PSG in a heartbeat.
I put my gavi Barca jersey with some dark blue American eagle skinny jeans with some leather boots that ended where my calf muscle started on my leg.
Mikky and Anna were coming to pick me up at around 6:45 so I put on another layer of my lipgloss before popping it into my Gucci purse my sister let me borrow.
I made sure I had everything I needed. Pads, tampons, money, lipgloss, house keys, a portable charger and my AirPods.
(Sorry about the pads and tampons part but let’s be realistic 🤷🏻♀️🤣)
Once I made sure I had everything I went downstairs to check in the body mirror I had in the hall way.
I made sure nothing was wrong with my outfit before heading outside as I heard a BMW honk.
I locked my doors and walked to the car and got in the backseat.
“Hey girl! You ready for your second game as Pablo’s Girlfriend?” Mikky said as she looked at me from the passenger seat.
My face heated up as I got the label as “Pablo’s girlfriend” but that’s who I was.
“Yeah, people say these matches are chaotic sometimes?” I asked with a hint of question in my tone.
“Mostly. It’s because the biggest players are on these teams so they compete with eachother in a friendly yet enemy way. It’s the fun of the game.” Anna says as she drove out of the drive way.
I nodded “now I understand… they must have good competition then,”
Anna scoffed “oh please, don’t get me wrong those French players are very charming and good but they never compare.”
I laughed softly at her statement.
“And your boyfriend always happens to have beef with hakimi, the team made up a joke that gavi always wants to go for the bigger dude…” mikky says making us all laugh.
(I know gavi probably doesn’t have beef with hakimi but it’s for the joke)
“I can just imagine 5’8 pablo going up against 6 foot Hakimi..” I laughed.
I decided to post on my instagram
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Once we arrived at camp Nou Anna parked the car and all three of us got out and entered the stadium.
We got our passes and paid before heading to our seats in row 12. Anna was on the end and I was next to Anna with mikky next to me.
20 minutes later the whistle blew and the match started.
I kept thinking of what they told me about Pablo’s fights and deep down it gave me anxiety.
At the middle of the 2nd half Pablo bumped Hakimi and Hakimi got up and pushed him starting up a fight.
Pablo swung at his nose while hakimi got his eye.
Lewandowski. Ferrán Torres and Mbappe broke up the fight as the teams started swarming them and the red blew his whistle as he stuck up a red card for both of them.
They were both sent off and gavi was pissed so he threw his jersey off at Xavi as he hit the seat infront of him in the bench.
“Oh no…” I mumbled as I fiddled with my fingers.
“He is not happy…” mikky whispered to me as she watched the game.
I seen raphinha trying to talk to gavi but I seen him hitting his leg out of frustration and anger.
I was looking at him trying to get eye contact but every time our eyes met for like 1 second he would look away.
I looked over at mikky and said “he’s ignoring me”
“Just give it time frenkie does it all the time he should just need like 20 minutes to like a couple hours to calm down” mikky tells me.
Once the match was over I met Pablo at his car and he was still mad with his head down and we got in the car silently.
“I’m so sorry y/n you shouldn’t have seen any of that… I’m sorry I did that infront of you…” Pablo apologized as he held my hand.
“Pablo it’s okay… is your eye okay? It looks pretty swollen…” I rub my thumb over his swollen eye.
“Yeah, it’s just throbbing right now… I’ll be okay I’m a footballer this is what I signed up for.” He reassured me.
“Can you drive all the way back to your house? You can sleep at mine and I can help take care of you…” I offered and he smirked.
“Yeah, I don’t think I can make it back to my home…” he said in a fake disappointed tone making me laugh.
We started driving and one of my favorite physical touches he did as he turned was put his big hand on my thigh.
Once we got to my home he took a shower in the downstairs shower and I took a shower in my room.
“I think one of your neighbors seen me,” Pablo’s voice said, startling me.
“Pablo,” I breathed out as I put my hand over my heart.
“Sorry I thought you were already changed.” He covered his eyes and turned around getting out of the room shutting the door behind him making me smile at his Cheesiness.
I changed into a random Italy grey crew neck with with loose black shorts and let him in as he was still waiting patiently outside the room waiting for me.
He changed into some pajamas he had here. Pablo wasn’t the kind of man to wear a “onesie” to sleep and have childish pajamas he had sweats and a white shirt and that’s as it.
I got into bed after putting on some moisturizer and brushing my wet hair.
He jumped into my bed with me and grabbed the remote.
“Minions like we talked about?” He raised his eyebrows up and down repeatedly making me laugh and nod.
He turned it on and put the volume up a little.
“Why wouldn’t you look at me when you were on the bench?” I broke the silence.
“I was embarrassed… this is your second match as my girl and I got punched in the eye…” he confessed.
“You don’t need to be embarrassed. I was worried…” I told him as I rubbed my thumb over his hands.
“I know but I wanted your first few games as mine to be memorable and smile when you think about it. I forced Xavi have me in the line up for the next 3 more games just to show off to you..”
My heart melted and my lip quivered as he told me what he felt.
“Pabs… your so cute. You will always impress me and I’ll always be happy with your performance. Even if you just shoot a single penalty and I wouldn’t even care if you would miss. Seeing you do your thing that you love makes me smile.” I explained to him.
I seen him tear up a little as he blinked a few quick 3 times as he looked up at me.
“You really mean that?..” his voice cracked a little.
“Yes, even in 20 years. Together or not I’ll just be like ‘oh remember his first 2 games, Achraf Hakimi and him got into a fight’ that makes me smile. You being you. I don’t care if you don’t play the last 20 minutes of a game…” I rubbed his cheek as we stared into eachothers eyes.
He wiped the tear dripping from his left eye as he sniffled.
“That’s the most meaningful, most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me…” he told me.
“It’s true Pablo. I’ll always support you and a little yellow card doesn’t disappoint me and it shouldn’t disappoint you either because you did your best.” I kissed him on his pink plump lips.
He squeezed my waist a little as we pulled away.
“I think You are by far the nicest person I’ve ever met in my 17 years of living…” he hugged me against my bed.
“I’m glad… your the cutest and nicest I’ve ever met in my 16 years.” I kissed him.
He smiled softly as our noses touched and we had eye contact.
“My little angry bird, pablito…” I winked at him as I rubbed his sides.
“Your angry bird.” He repeated.
“MY, angry bird.” I kissed him one more time.
