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[nyssaswitch]

Pool Party with the Barca Boys

Synopsis:

Y/N is Gavi’s sister.

A pool party is being held at Gavi’s house with Frenkie de Jong, João Cancelo, Marc Guiu, Héctor Fort and Aron Yaakobishvili in attendance.

Y/N is living it up, flirting with all of the guys (and who could blame her, her brother’s teammates were HOT).

But deep down, she has a sweet spot for Héctor.

Chapter 1

Y/N’s POV

Today was the day that Y/N had been looking forward to for weeks, today Gavi’s teammates would all meet up at his place for the long-awaited pool party.

You were giddy with excitement, since you knew that Héctor Fort would be coming too.

Ever since you first laid eyes on him when accompanying Gavi during football practice, you hadn’t been able to get him out of your head.

You had a thing for football players, fuckboys and Mediterranean men and Héctor was the perfect embodiment of all three.

You knew that this was technically a pool party, but you wanted to look your best for Héctor and so you’d spent four hours painstakingly doing your hair and makeup before the guys arrived.

Since you were gonna be “swimming” and it was 25C outside, you’d put your hair up in a stylish messy bun and had kept your makeup minimal.

As for your outfit, you’d done your best to pick out the skimpiest bikini that you owned, if that wouldn’t catch his attention, you don’t know what would.

Even you had to admit that the “bikini” was quite revealing and so, you’d decided to wear a coverup over it (decent as you were). Though you were well aware that the coverup was see through and left plenty of cleavage exposed.

Worst case scenario, Héctor wouldn’t be interested in you and you’d just hook up with one of Gavi’s other friends instead.

After having locked yourself in Gavi’s bathroom for the past four hours, you entered the living room and saw Gavi sitting on the couch.

He gave you a once over as he frowned and said “you know it’s a pool party right? We’re gonna be swimming”.

“Oh I know, you said, with a smile”. “Who are you trying to impress?” asked Gavi. “No one” you squeaked, fuck, was it that obvious? You thought to yourself.

“And what in god's name are you wearing? Could you possibly have put on anything skimpier?” asked Gavi.

“You worry too much Gavi, please just take a chill pill”. “Fine”, he said, ”just know that I”ll be watching you closely and if any of the guys so much as looks in your direction, I'll kill them”. “I don’t need your protection Gavi”. “Trust me you do”, he said.

At that moment the bell rang. Saved by the bell, how cliche, you thought.

You jumped up and said “I'll get it”, as Gavi looked at you and rolled his eyes, you skipped to the front door.

In front of the door stood Frenkie, Pedri and João Cancelo.

“Hi guys, are y'all ready to party?” you asked, as you gave each of them a hug.

“As ready as I'll ever be”, said Frenkie.

“It’s nice to see you again” said Pedri.

“Looking good” said João Cancelo. “You too”, you chirped and blushed.

“Where are the others?”, you asked Frenkie.

“Marc, Héctor and Áron Yaakobishvili will be arriving in 15 minutes, Marc just texted me”, said Frenkie.

“Okey-dokey, can’t wait to get the party started”, you said. “Come on in”.

The three boys walked in and greeted Gavi.

“Woah, Gavi, you’re so lucky to have someone like that as your sister”, Frenkie said.

Pedri nodded in agreement, while João said “poeh”.

“You guys are disgusting” said Gavi, you do realise that that’s my sister, you’re talking about?

“Oh we’re well aware”, said Frenkie while grinning.

Gavi objectively knew that his sister was good looking, ever since Y/N had been in middle school, guys had been throwing themselves at her and his teammates were no different.

“Okay, can we please stop talking about my sister?” , said Gavi.

“Sorry”, João said. “But can you really blame us?”

At that moment the bell rang for the second time, causing the boys to stop bickering.

“I'll get it”, you said in a cheery voice.

You opened the door and your face lit up when you finally saw Héctor, for a moment there, you were afraid that he wouldn’t show.

“We’ve come bearing gifts”, said Marc Guiu.

“We brought plenty of booze” said Áron Yaakobishvili, lifting a bottle.

“And snacks”, said Héctor Fort, holding a platter with delicious looking mini pizzas.

He gave you the platter and as he did, your hands briefly touched, sending an electric shock through your whole body.

You wondered if Héctor felt it too.

They brushed past you as you took the tray with pizzas and placed them in the fridge.

You were still reeling from Héctor’s touch, when you made your way to the outside pool.

The pool was large and deep enough to to be making somersaults in, which is why the guys loved Gavi’s pool.

Part of the fun was seeing the guys rough housing and in swim shorts no less.

The boys had started to play football by the pool, with Áron acting as goalkeeper and the rest of the guys taking turns trying to shoot the ball in the goal.

Áron however, was giving them a tough time, demonstrating how he was shaping up to be a promising future goalkeeper for Barcelona’s first team.

Áron loved how hard the other guys were trying and started taunting Héctor once it was his turn saying “you know the ball’s supposed to land in the goal, not next to it”.

“Just you wait” said Héctor. “Yeah, we”ll show you”, said Marc.

“Eventually”, Áron retorted.

After having played three more rounds, without any of the guys managing to score, Áron said “let’s make this more interesting, the first one to score will get 7 minutes in heaven with Y/N, if Y/N is up for it, that is”.

“Y/N, how does that sound?”

“Hmmm, sorry, what were you saying?”, you hadn’t been paying attention to what Áron was saying, too wrapped up in the ogling of all the football boys and since you were basically surrounded by eye candy, you had to divide your team between each of the 6 boys milling about.

“Well, since none of these guys have managed to score, I came up with a little proposal, the first person to score will get 7 minutes in heaven with you, are you up for it?”

5 faces were staring at you expectantly, eagerly awaiting your response.

“Y/N you don’t have to agree to anything that makes you uncomfortable”, said Gavi protectively.

“So Y/N, what will it be?” Asked Frenkie with twinkling eyes.

Your breath hitched and your heart started beating a little faster, oh how you’d wished for a moment like this to occur. For Héctor’s arms to finally wrap around you and feel his lips on yours.

“Sure, I’m in,” you said coolly, while looking straight at Gavi, who just shook his head disapprovingly.

“Alright then, time to step up our game lads”, said João.

The atmosphere by the pool had changed, the guys, who’d started playing in a rowdy and playful manner had all turned quiet and pensive, pulling out all the stops and trying their hardest to make that goal.

After, what had seemed an eternity, you heard someone shout “GOAL!”.

You looked up to see Marc pumping his fist into the air and looking smug at the other guys.

“Have fun man”, Pedri said.

“Yeah, I’m definitely jealous”, said Frenkie.

Marc walked up to you, gently grabbed your hand, looked into your eyes and asked “are you coming with me?”.

Shit, you thought, you’d hoped that Héctor was gonna be the one to take you home, but it’s not like you could just blurt out “actually, I’d prefer to go with Héctor”.

So you weakly nodded and followed Marc inside the house, as the guys started cheering behind you.

“Y/N, where’s the guest bedroom?" asked Marc.

You took his hand and silently led him to the guest bedroom, your thoughts a million miles away.

Marc sat down on the bed holding your hand, rubbing his thumb over the backside of your hand.

Listen Y/N, I know it might seem like this came out of the blue, but I’ve had a crush on you for the longest time, ever since I first saw you.

You’re gorgeous and you’d make me the happiest guy alive, if you’d let me make you mine right now.

Your breath choked, this wasn’t how you’d imagined the pool party would go, but Marc, was very attractive as well and how could you say no to him, while he was looking at you with so much yearning.

He leaned in and cupped your face with his right hand, planting a soft kiss on your mouth.

As soon as his lips found yours, you carefully reciprocated.

While continuing to make out, you climbed on top of him, rocking your hips back and forth.

Marc’s breath hitched, he let out a sigh and said “baby please let me see all of you”.

You responded by unclasping your bikini top and letting it fall to the floor.

Marc grasped your breasts and slowly started massaging them, causing you to let out a whimper.

Marc chuckled, “you like that huh baby”.

You groaned “oh yes Marc, please don’t stop”. You continued to grind your core against his crotch, feeling him grow hard.

“Hmmm, baby, please stop, you’re turning me on so much and I’d rather cum inside of you” said Marc.

You lay down on your back and pulled your bikini bottoms to the side, Marc pushed one finger inside of you and whimpered “hmm, you’re so wet for me baby”.

He continued fingering you and just as you were about to come undone, he slid his fingers out of you and placed a kiss on top of your forehead.

“Sssh, baby, I know I know”, he said as you whined in displeasure, your orgasm having been so close.

Marc slid into you, filling you up wholly and stretching you out.

You let out a gasp of pleasure as he slid into you, Marc doing the same.

Marc started pumping into you harder and harder, you felt yourself getting close to climax and yelped “don’t stop”.

Marc continued to pump into you at the same pace, while you reached your climax and screamed out “oh Héctor”.

You could feel Marc filling you up, while he looked at you with hurt in his eyes.

“I, I’m so sorry, you said hastily”.

“No don’t”, said Marc, “I guess that explains everything”.

“Explains what?” You asked him.

Why you seemed so quiet and hesitant when I finally made that goal and why your first reaction was to look at Héctor.

“I”-

“You don’t have to explain yourself Y/N, I guess I know why you agreed to the game in the first place”.

Marc stalked off, with hunched shoulders, leaving you in the bed looking bewildered.

[nemiebaby]

Loving Your Everything

Chapter 3

"Can you LEAVE?!!", The guy in the bed stated, asserting his need for me to leave, a little too harshly.

"I thought you were here for your friend? What are you doing, getting into other people's room, miss?", The nurse questioned. I felt the cold sweat dripping down my forehead. What WAS I doing there?

"You said Will was in room 403 so..", My voice trailed off, nervousness and anxiety rushing through me, as I felt all the eyes on me.

"This is 408, and you need to LEAVE, unless you want me to press charges for Assault and BATTERY", The Bed Guy shouted, his eyes closing, as he winced in pain, each time the nurse unwound the bandage on his wound.

I pursed my  lips in humiliation, picked up my bag and walked out of the room, mentally cursing my mind for wandering enough, to not even see which room I was getting into . "Hey, wait!", I heard, as I was walking down the corridor. I didn't want to create any more hassle so instead of turning around like a normal person, I kept on walking. The guy came up to me and held out my phone. "You forgot this", He said. My face grew a deep shade of red in embarrassment, as I took the phone, apologizing profusely. "Don't apologize, it happens sometimes", he said, somehow comforting me , "I'm Pedri".

"I'm so sorry for not holding the elevator earlier, I did press the hold button but it just moved you know, I'm so sorry, and that thing with the room, I was just thinking a lot of things  and was in a haze so....you know...I'm sorry"

"It's fine, we're good on that, everyone has those days and anyway the elevator does malfunction sometimes, I understand", He laughed.

"Your friend didn't think it was fine", I mumbled, remembering his angry face.

"Nah, he was just in a bad mood, he's a good person, it's just that his injury has got him out of the field for so long, that he's gone a little loose with his head and has a hard time socializing"

"Field..?", I asked

"You don't know us?", He asked, looking surprised.

I blinked. My brain was ticking. Pedri..Pedri...Pedri..Pedri...and it hit me. The football player. I flushed in embarrassment yet again, when my brain finally processed everything, I'd just met Gavi and was standing in front of Pedri. I'd been a huge Barca fan, and the fact that I'd totally ignored someone like Pedri, felt like an insult to my Blaugrana soul.

However, I had all the blood I'd witnessed that day, a friend's blood, to blame for my scrambled brain.

"I'm so sorry", I gushed, my cheeks feeling hot, not from humiliation  but the adrenaline rush I was suddenly experiencing. " I'm such a HUGE Culer, I simply don't know how I missed you..., but well, I've been really busy today so that may be one reason but oh my God, I love you all so much, I can't explain how I'm feeling".

Pedri seemed to be enjoying the attention because he was smiling ear to ear and I could feel his eyes grow brighter as they looked into mine.

"It's fine, it happens sometimes", He laughed,"So, should we exchange numbers?".

 I blushed, wanting to die.... wanting to do a whole victory dance. Pedri Gonzalez wanted MY number. My Number. I could feel my heart beating fast, as I unlocked my phone and handed it to him. The pure euphoria of those 15 seconds that I spent, standing next to Pedri, were the moments I never wanted to have to end. He quickly typed in his number before typing mine into his. "I didn't get your name", He said, looking up from his phone, his thumb hovering over the keypad. "Evelyn, Evie, keep it Evie", I mumble, feeling feverish. It all seemed like a dream and suddenly, an awkward nightmare too.

I was standing so close to a celebrity, covered in blood, smelling like sweat and blood, looking like a mess with my dirty clothes and disgustingly tangled hair. I was kicking myself for not being more careful with my appearance.

"I'll see you around, Evie", Pedri said, giving me a quick smile before walking off, leaving me, with my heart feeling like it'd just run a marathon.

[nyssaswitch]

Masterlist

“Pool Party with the Barca Boys” - series (contains smut)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

[nyssaswitch]

Chapter 6

I can’t believe that Héctor actually had the audacity to push me into the pool after I’d spent so much time getting ready in the morning.

I was seething, how dare he. I took a quick shower and dried myself off.

Today had been an enervating day and I could feel it starting to weigh me down.

I to the pool and felt my stomach grumble.

“Hey guys, is it just me who's starting to get hungry?”

“I could go for something to eat”, Áron replied.

“What are we in the mood for?”

“Pasta”, said Frenkie.

“I just had pasta yesterday”, said João.

“How about burgers”, said Áron.

“No, they always make me feel queasy”, pouted Frenkie.

“We could fire up the barbecue”, suggested Marc.

“Then it’s gonna take ages for our food to get ready”, lamented Gavi.

“Guys, quit fighting over over something so trivial, let’s just grab a pizza,” I suggested. 

“That’s fine by me”, said Héctor.

“Why not”, said Marc.

“I can live with that” chimed Gavi.

“Great,” I exclaimed, “so, whose getting the pizzas?” 

“Not me”, proclaimed Frenkie.

“I was the delivery boy last time,” said Áron.

“I’m the one throwing the party”, said Gavi.

“Why can’t we have them delivered,” I asked.

“Because the pizza place is right around the corner, it’d be ridiculous to pay for delivery at that point,” responded Gavi.

“Fair enough,” I relented.

“Now the question is, who's going to pick up the pizzas”, João said.

“Let’s spin for it,” said Héctor.

“What?” said Marc.

“We”ll just play two rounds of spin the bottle, whoever the bottle lands in within the first two rounds, will have to go and pick up the pizzas,” said Héctor.

“Sounds like a plan”, said Gavi.

“Let’s do it”, said Frenkie.

We all sat down in a circle.

“Whose gonna spin the bottle?”, asked Frenkie.

“I”ll do it”, said João.

The bottle landed on me, great, just my luck.

The next spin made the bottle land on Marc, I looked up at him and he looked back at me with a gleam in his eyes. 

“Sucks to be you”, said Frenkie.

“Oh shut it”, I responded.

“I need to go and get changed”, I told Marc.

“Me too”, he said.

I went inside and quickly put on a dress, I walked to the gate, Marc was already there.

“Let’s go”, he said.

We walked together in silence until Marc broke it by saying “so are we gonna talk about what happened?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about”.

“Why did you agree to fuck me, only for you to scream out my best friend’s name, after you climaxed?”

“I”.

“You what?”

“I didn’t mean to”.

“That’s all you have to say?”

He looked at me, mixture of hurt and anger in his eyes.

“I never meant to hurt you”, I uttered.

“Well it’s too late now,” he hissed.

We walked up to the pizza place and waited for our order in silence.

After the pizzas were handed over to us in boxes, we continued to make our way back home.

“Let me make it up to you”.

“How do you think you’re gonna do that?”

“Tell me how to make it up to you.”

“Kiss me.”

“What?” I was baffled.

“Kiss me and tell me that you don’t feel anything for me” he pressed.

I looked at him aghast.

“If you don’t feel anything for me, after kissing me, I”ll let you go.”

“Kissing you isn’t gonna change anything.”

“It’s because you haven’t tried it yet”.

“Why are you so sure.”

“Because whenever you’re near me, I feel like there’s an unspoken tension hanging in the room and I know you feel it too.”

“You don’t know what I feel.”

“Please just once,” he pleaded.

I don’t know whether it was the tortured look in his eyes or the small flutter that I felt deep in my stomach, but I put the pizzas down and kissed him.

He cupped my face and kissed back hungrily, like he’d been starved for weeks.

I waited for him to pull back, but he didn’t, instead our kisses intensified and our bodies pressed closer to each other.

His hands slid down and started gripping my butt, while I glided my hand beneath his shirt. 

“The pizzas are getting cold,” I muttered.

“Fuck the pizzas,” he growled.

We were so absorbed in each other we didn’t notice the rain coming down, until I felt a droplet of rain trickling down my cheek.

“Oh no” I clamored, I picked up the pizzas and started running.

“Where are you going?”, shouted Marc.

“To save the pizzas,” I yelled back.

I stopped when I saw a little roof and planted the pizzas on the ground.

“What was that”, asked Marc.

“What was what?”, I responded.

“Don’t act coy, Y/N, you seemed to be pretty into that kiss over there.”

“Don’t flatter yourself.”

I”ll say this again “tell me that that kiss just left you cold” and I”ll be out of your hair.

He lifted my chin with his finger, forcing me to look at him.

His other hand landed on my waist and pulled me closer to him.

“Tell me”.

I closed my eyes and put my hands around his neck, the pizzas dropping to the floor with a thud.

Now it was me who kissed him hungrily a warm feeling spreading through my chest.

Not caring that we were in public, I took his hand and placed it on my breast.

Marc eagerly reciprocated and started to massage my breasts through the dress.

I let go as goosebumps started forming on my skin, the temperature having dropped quite a bit, because of the rain.

I shivered, Marc wrapped his arms around me to keep me warm.

We stood there for what seemed like ages, until my phone rang, it was Gavi.

“Where are you guys? What’s taking you so long?”

“Sorry, we got held up”, I muttered.

“Get your asses back here,” we’re all starving.

“Alright, will do”.

“What are we gonna tell the others when they ask us why we got held up?,” Marc asked with a glint in his eyes.

“Oh shut up,” I said, while playfully slapping his chest.

[nyssaswitch]

Pool Party with the Barca Boys

Chapter 5

Y/N’s POV

In the corner of my eye I saw Frenkie sneak out of the room, where we’d just been together.

The whole encounter had left me a little dehydrated and I could still feel his salty fluids on my lips. As I bent over to grab a bottle of water out of the fridge, I felt Frenkie pressing up against me, whispering “are you gonna finish what you started”, in my ear.

I smirked and muttered “you’d like that wouldn’t you”, while walking away.

After downing my glass of water, I went back to the pool where the boys were, yet again, wrapped up in a heated game of pool football.

I lay down on a pool bed and put my sunglasses on.

In the background I could hear the boys being rowdy and smacking the ball every now and then.

I was basking in the sun and wasn’t complaining about the company I was with.

Smack.

The football crashed to the ground beside me with a powerful thud, its force reverberating through the air.

I lazily take off my shades, to see that Marc was the one responsible for sending the football my way.

“Is there a problem chica?”, he asks with a smirk.

“No not I all”, I say, while flinging the ball in his direction.

“What’s a girl gotta do for a bit of peace and quiet around here”, I sighed.

I’d been seated for a minute or so, when the ball flew in my direction, yet again. This time I saw that Héctor was the one who sent the ball in my direction.

He looked at me with sparkling eyes, when I threw the ball back at him.

I laid back on the bed, just for the ball to make its way to me, every five minutes or so. A different guy being the perpetrator each time.

“Guys, stop trying to get my sister’s attention, are we here to play ball, or to flirt?”

Chuckles could be heard from several directions, after Gavi had said what was on everyone’s mind.

“Or you could stop playing football for a minute, so that I could finally swim in the pool too”.

“Sure, come in”, João said.

I approached the pool and dipped one toe in, the guys looking at me expectantly.

“The water’s freezing, I don’t understand how you guys have been in the water for the last couple of hours”.

“I could keep you warm”, said João.

“Oh can you now”.

“You know what I think, someone just needs to throw you in”, said Héctor.

“Oh god”, I sighed.

Before I knew it, Héctor was standing behind me and had his arms wrapped around me.

“Aaah”, I let out a squeal of surprise, “let me go, you’re freezing!”

“Not unless you join us in the pool” he said.

I broke free from grasp, “not unless you can catch me” I yelled.

I lasted 20 meters, before Héctor appeared behind me and wrapped his arms around me.

We were standing right on the edge of the pool, when Héctor leaned over, leaving me to dangle over the pool.

“Oh my god”, I yelped, “stop” Héctor.

He pulled me back into his embrace.

Then pushed me forward, I felt my body leaping, thinking this would be the push that’d land me in the pool.

“Please Héctor, please please please, let me go, I don’t wanna get my hair wet.”

He lowered his voice and muttered “you like begging huh, what would you give, for me to not push you in the pool?”

“Anything, Héctor, please it took me four hours to get ready this morning.”

“Too bad”, he murmured, letting go of me and pushing me into the pool.

“Ahhh, nooo”, I yelped, as I felt myself falling.

That inconsiderate douchebag, guys will never understand how much time it takes us girls to get ready, especially if we’ve made an effort to get all dolled up.

I swam to the stairs and stormed off.

[nyssaswitch]

Pool Party with the Barca Boys

Chapter 2

Héctor’s POV

As soon as Héctor heard that Gavi was throwing a pool party - to which his sister would be attending - he’d RSVP’d at the speed of lightning.

Ever since he’d first laid eyes on Y/N, he was infatuated with her.

He could still recall the day that he first saw her, when she was visiting Gavi during training.

He remembered her striking features and long black hair.

At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to leave the pitch, walk up to the stands and introduce himself to you.

He kept sneaking glances at you every now and then, hoping that none of his teammates would take notice.

After staring at you stealthily for the umpteenth time, your eyes finally met and Y/N gave you a mischievous grin.

He couldn’t believe it, not only had he found his future wife, but she’d shown interest in him!

He hoped that practice would be over as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, Y/N’s presence hadn’t gone unnoticed amongst the boys, who’d started murmuring about the girl, that was sitting in the stands.

“Woah check out that girl over there”, said Frenkie.

“There’s a girl?” asked Pedri.

“Yeah, she’s sitting in the bleachers” said João Cancelo.

“She’s hot”, remarked Áron.

“Who is she?”, I tried to ask casually.

That, is my sister you’re all lusting after, said Gavi.

“I didn’t know you had a sister”, said Frenkie.

“And a pretty one at that”, said Marc.

“Why haven’t you introduced us to her before?”, asked João.

“Because I knew, you lot wouldn’t be able to keep it in your pants”, said Gavi.

“Please just give me one, chance, Gavi, I’ll do anything”, pleaded Marc.

“Hey, who said that she’s yours?”, asked Áron.

“Yeah”, said Pedri.

“She’s not allowed near any one of you”, said Gavi.

“We”ll see about that”, said Frenkie with a chuckle.

The pool party provided Héctor with an opportunity to finally get to talk to Y/N.

But he was anxious, knowing that the other guys would be trying to make a move on Y/N as well.

When he’d handed Y/N the platter with snacks on them, his hand had briefly grazed her. He’d touched her ever so slightly and that was enough to make electricity flow through his body.

He was trying to muster up the courage to talk to her, but even being in her vicinity made him so nervous, that he couldn’t function properly.

How was he to over make a move, if he was scared of talking to Y/N?

The guys had started to play football, using the pool as a goal.

In the corner of his eye, he saw Y/N sitting on a beach bed, watching the chaos unfold.

It was obvious that the guys were showing off and trying to impress Y/N, by shooting the ball at full speed and by being rowdy.

If Y/N hadn’t been there, everyone’d have quietly and concentratedly tried to make a goal.

Every now and then one of the boys would look over at Y/N and steal a glance.

She was a sight to behold, wearing one of the skimpiest bikinis that he’d ever seen, but he wasn’t complaining about it.

The way the bikini barely covered up Y/N’s private bits, making her boobs look nice and plump and the bikini bottom showing her bare ass.

Héctor had liked to thank, whoever had designed the bikini. Even if he’d never get to be with Y/N, at least he’d seen her in this bikini.

Oh, he’d definitely be thinking about this, when he got back home.

Áron’s voice snapped him out of his pondering.

“Let’s make this more interesting, the first one to score will get 7 minutes in heaven with Y/N, if Y/N is up for it, that is”.

He hoped that Y/N would agree.

Dear Lord, please make her cave, he prayed.

To everyone’s surprise, Y/N agreed.

Why’d she agree to this, he thought to himself. What is she up to?

After an eternity, Marc was the one who’d scored a goal, howling in joy and looking smugly at the rest of the guys.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

This wasn’t how it was supposed to go, how could he let someone else get between him and Y/N?

And weren’t he and Marc supposed to be friends? So much for friendship.

Everyone had stopped playing football once Y/N and Marc had left for the bedroom.

Everyone’s spirits seemed to have dampened.

“Well that’s a bummer” said Pedri.

“Tell me about it” said João.

“He’s a lucky man” said Frenkie.

I gulped and felt a knot forming at the pit of my stomach. I wanted her so bad, my body was screaming out for her touch.

The next seven minutes were pure agony for Héctor.

He was plagued by a burning curiosity, wanting to know everything that was happening in that bedroom, while wanting to know as little as possible about the rendezvous simultaneously.

God, it was driving him crazy, weren’t the seven minutes over by now?

Did she like Marc? Or any of the other guys at the party? Did he even stand a chance?

After what seemed like forever, Marc stalked out of the room, looking glum.

A sliver of hope ignited in my belly, maybe I had a chance after all.

[nyssaswitch]

Pool Party with the Barca Boys

Chapter 4

Frenkie’s POV

Ugh, I can’t believe that bitch just left me high and dry - though, I will admit, that I liked that dominant side of her - .

My encounter with Y/N, wasn’t like I’d imagined, but it was perfect to me.

Never in my wildest dreams, would I have thought that she’d be into me.

I knew all of the guys were - at least - somewhat in to her, I didn’t think I’d stand a chance.

I had to pinch myself, still in a haze of disbelief.

I awoke from my ponderings, my balls still aching and my cock still stiff, waiting for release.

A moan escaped my mouth, having been on the edge for so long was making me cranky.

I was debating whether it was best to leave my boner be or to take care of it, but the effect Y/N had had on me was evident.

My thoughts returned to our encounter, her breath on my skin, her whispers in my ear, her hands exploring my body.

The more I sank into thought, the harder I got.

I got closer and closer to the edge as I thought about the first time that I finally Y/N’s breasts, they were round, perky and perfect.

Fuck, she really had the most amazing body, it would look even better on mine.

The grip around my base grew tighter and my movements faster.

The thought of Y/N on her knees, being covered in my cum, looking up with those innocent eyes of hers, is what finally sent me over the edge.

My legs started trembling as I came undone, my hand covered in sticky residue.

I lay back and cursed “goddamn”.

It was time to clean myself up and go find the others.

[nyssaswitch]

Chapter 11

Y/N’s POV

The doorbell rings, I make my way to the door and am greeted with a familiar face.

“Alex? What the hell are you doing here?”

“Y/N? Y/N! You have no idea how long I’ve been trying to get a hold of you.”

“Well maybe I didn’t want you to find me for a reason.”

“Oh, come on babe, I miss you.”

“Don’t call me babe.”

“Why are you being like this?”

“Like what? We’re over, I’ve told you this.”

“Please just come back to me.”

“No, we broke up for a reason.”

“I still want you.”

“Well I don’t” I say with an edge to my voice.

“Goodbye Alex”.

I shut the door, but Alex blocks it with his foot.

“I don’t think so, we’re talking about this now”.

“There is nothing to talk about”, I bite back.

“Are you here with another guy? Is that it?”

“What? No. And even if I was, it’s none of your business.”

He scoffs.

He takes a few steps forward “you know you still want me” he murmurs.

I back away anxiously.

He keeps inching forward until my back hits the wall.

“Why won’t you just admit it to yourself?”

He creeps forwards and suddenly smashes his lips against mine.

“Wha-”.

He continues, while his kisses slowly become more forceful.

“Alex, what has gotten into you?”

“Hmm I’ve missed this”.

Suddenly he slides his hand under my shirt, groping my breasts.

“No!” 

I try to wriggle free.

“Don’t play hard to get” he chuckles. You used to love this.

I angrily spit in his face.

“You bitch”. He slaps my face and grabs my neck and starts choking me.

I cough and kick him in the balls as hard as I can.

I break away from his grip and run away.

“Help!”, “help!”, “Pablo, Marc?” “Where are you guys?” “Where is everyone?”

“Don’t you run away from me” Alex grunts.

I run towards the bathroom and lock the door as quickly as I can.

I fall to the floor weeping.

“Y/N, Y/N, open up!”

I look for my phone, shit, I don’t have it on me.

“Go away”.

“Please I just wanna talk”.

“No I wail, you’ve already done enough”.

“What will it take for you to give me another chance?”

“I’d never take you back, not in a million years!”

“Don’t be like this.”

“I don’t know why you’re acting so distant.”

“Please Y/N, I”ll give you anything you want, please just open the door.”

“Please”

“Please”, his voice sounds more desperate.

“Y/N/!”

The doorknob starts to move.

Alex continues to slam his fists into the door.

“Goddammit, open up.”

“For fuck’s sake, just open up!”

“You can’t hide in there forever.”

He starts to kick the door.

Héctor’s POV

“Hey man, who are you? What the hell are you doing here?”

“Hey dude, stop.”

“Don’t touch me!”

“Woah, calm down, you can’t just barge in here like that.”

“I’m not intruding Y/N knows me, doesn’t she?”

“Y/N, tell him you know me.”

Y/N starts sobbing uncontrollably.

“Y/N, Y/N calm down, just tell me what’s going on.”

“Y/N? Please answer me.”

“Mate she clearly doesn’t wanna talk to you.”

“Why’s she in there sobbing? Huh?”  

“I don’t know, must be on her period.”

“You’re full of shit”.

“I’m so sick of you” Alex says.

Before I know it he lunges at me and I feel myseIf toppling over.

Oh, he’s asking for it.

“I don’t know who you are, but no one hurts Y/N”.

I walk towards him and start dealing out blow after blow, until he’s laying below me a whimpering mess.

“Please, please, just stop”.

“Shut up” I say as I punch him in the face.

I lean over and whisper into his ear “if you ever come close to her again, you”ll regret it”.

“Ye- yes”.

“Now scurry off”.

Alex starts limping towards the door, I shut I resolutely shut it behind me.

“Y/N?”

I can hear her sobbing.

“Please open up.”

Y/N starts crying even harder.

“Please, he’s gone, I promise”.

The lock slowly turns around and I see Y/N’s tear-stained face. Deflatedly she falls into my arms and starts sobbing uncontrollably.

“It’s okay, I’m here for you.”

I hold her closely against my chest and I can feel a wet spot starting to form on my shirt.

I don’t know what to say, what will make her stop crying. The only thing I know is that I feel the need to protect her.

We stand in front of the bathroom, while time seems to stand still.

I can hear some murmuring in the distance.

“Oh my god, what happened?”

“Héctor are you okay?”

“What’s going on?”

“Why’s Y/N crying?”

“Where were you guys?” I ask angrily.

“Outside? Why.”

“Why? Because Y/N was in the bathroom, crying her heart out and if it weren’t for me that creep would’ve pestered her for god knows how long.”

“Creep? What creep?”

“Some guy was bothering Y/N, she’d locked herself in the bathroom while he was trying to get in.”

“I’m not quite sure what transpired, she hasn’t talked to me yet.”

“What guy?” Gavi is fuming.

“Relax, I’ve already taken care of it.”

Gavi raises his eyebrow.

“I beat him to a pulp.”

“Good”, Gavi mutters.

“I’m really sorry we weren’t there, we were just outside and couldn’t hear anything.” Frenkie said.

“We never meant for this to happen.” Áron said.

“I know” I respond.

I try to break away from Y/N.

“No!” She shrieks.

“Please, please don’t leave me, she says, chest heaving.”

“I won’t I say quickly.” While embracing her.

“Please stay with me”. She mutters.

“Always.” I respond.

“What do you need?” I ask her.

“I’d like to lie down”.

“Of course”.

I take her to her bedroom, I wait standing in the doorframe, not wanting to intrude.

“Will you lay with me?” She asks with a small voice.

“Of course.”

Before I know it we’re laying down while Y/N nuzzles her head against my chest. I lean into her and slowly start stroking her hair.

“What happened with that guy back there? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“He, that was my ex, Alex.”

“Ex?”

“Yeah, he wouldn’t leave me alone and appeared on Gavi’s doorstep out of nowhere.”

“Geez”.

“He wouldn’t leave and after I tried shutting him down multiple times he got physical.”

“Physical?”

“He touched me.”

“Like?”

“Yes,” she croaks and starts sobbing.

My chest tenses, that bastard.

“Don’t worry, I”ll make sure that he”ll never lay a finger on you ever again, I promise.”

“I was so scared, I tried screaming for help and no one came.”

“I’m so sorry, we were outside and coudn’t hear a thing, otherwise I would’ve come sooner.”

“I know, you don’t have to apologize.”

“I do, fuck Y/N I feel so bad for intervening that late.”

“Don’t be, at least you were there.”

“But I was too late, he already hurt you by the time I arrived. I can’t forgive myself. I hate seeing you like this. I hate that you made you feel this way.”

“You have no idea how grateful I am that you were there Héctor”.

“Still, you shouldn’t have had to lock yourself in the bathroom.”

“Héctor when will you stop?” She sighs.

“I”ll stop once I see his limp body on the floor”, I bite back.

Y/N looks up at me with doe eyes, I’m transfixed in her gaze.

She moves towards me and places a gentle kiss on my lips. I’m taken aback but quickly answer her by placing my hand on her cheek and kissing her back. I kiss her back hungrily. I’ve been waiting for her to do this since forever.

“There, I knew that’d shut you up”. She giggles.

“It did”, I grin.

“How’d you know?”

“I had an inkling.”

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.”

“Really?”

Really.

“I’m glad you’re here.” She says.

Me too.

And all of a sudden I can’t stand it anymore, being this close to her, without shooting my shot.

I kiss her back eagerly and position my body so that I’m on top of her.

I pull back and look at her face, she looks at me serenely and I push back a couple of hairs that had gotten into her face.

“Do you want this?”

“Yes”.

“Are you sure? I mean you seemed pretty shaken up back there.”

“Stop talking”, she says.

I take off my shirt and continue my slow assault. I make my way to her neck leaving small kisses on it.

Then I take off her shirt, her bra until she’s bare naked in front of me.

“That’s not fair, you’re still wearing pants.”

“That’s true”, I say and I quickly take both my pants and undergarments off.

I’m already hard and seeing Y/N beneath me turns me on more than it should.

I push two fingers inside of her and she lets out a gasp.

“Ready?”

Ready.

I slide in and give her some time to adjust.

“Hmmf”.

“Are you okay?” I ask worriedly.

“Yes, it’s just”, she blushes.

I chuckle in understanding, “big”? I enquire.

“Yes.”

“Don’t worry babe, I”ll go slow.”

I start thrusting until I feel Y/N’s walls clenching around me.

“Fuck baby, you’re so tight.”

“Please Héctor, please keep going.”

“Of course,” I grin.

“Say my name again”.

“Héctor, oh god, Héctor, faster, faster.”

I speed up my movements, until I feel I’ve reached the edge.

“Babe I’m gonna cum, if you don’t want me to cum inside of you, you should tell me now.”

“No Héctor, I wanna feel all of you,” she whines.

“Okay doll”, I thrust into her a couple of times. The fifth thrust sends me over the edge and cum starts shooting out of my cock. It twitches a couple of times, before I calm down. I pull out.

“Fuck babe, you made me cum so hard.”

“You’re welcome.”

I place a kiss on top of her head.

“You know, I could go again.” She says.

“Your wish is my command,” I say, while I get ready for round two.

[nyssaswitch]

Chapter 9

Marc’s POV

I was sitting on the couch when Gavi approached me all of a sudden.

“Marc I need to speak with you”.

“Sure thing”, I replied.

“Let’s go outside,” he said.

I followed him until we were standing in a corner of the garden.

“Don’t think I haven’t noticed the tension between you and Y/N” he says.

My heart starts thumping, oh shit.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about”.

“Bullshit, you’ve been following her around like a lapdog”. 

My hands start to grow clammy and I try to keep my voice from trembling as I say “you’ve got a problem with that?”

“Yes, as a matter of fact I do”.

I take a gulp of air before I respond “you don’t own her”.

“No, but I’m still her brother and it’s my job to protect her from scum like you”.

“Gavi calm down, I thought we were cool”.

“That’s before you started following my sister around.”

“I assure you, nothing happened between us”.

“You want me to believe that? Why’d it take you guys over an hour to pick up some pizzas?”

Shit, he got me there.

“As I said, there was a line”.

“Bullshit, I frequent that place often and there’s never a line. What are the odds that the one time you go there, with my sister, a massive line has formed out of nowhere?”

I grit my teeth and say “it’s not my problem that you’re impatient”.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me”.

Gavi’s face becomes taut and his eyes flare up.

I chuckle, this must be the infamous temper everyone’s always talking about.

“That’s right, you should know better than to mess with me”.

“I’m not messing with you, I was just trying to help”.

“Help my ass, help yourself to my sister you mean”.

“You can’t expect her to stay single forever”, I counter.

“It’s too early for a boyfriend”.

“Why don’t you let her decide?”

Gavi’s nostrils flare up, he takes a step forward and pricks his finger into my chest.

“What are your intentions with my sister?”

“Tell me”, he exclaims.

“I, we just get along really well”, I stammer.

“As friends?” He prods.

“Yes, as friends”.

“Then why are you always undressing her with your eyes?”, he asks in a low voice.

“I’ve done no such thing”.

“Don’t lie to me”.

“I’ve barely looked her way”.

Gavi throws his head back and laughs “I can practically see your thoughts, every time you look in Y/N’s direction”.

I gulp and take a step backwards.

“What do you have to say for yourself?”

“I’m in love with Y/N, I really really like her, can’t you see that?”

“A little too much for my liking”, Gavi snorts.

“What do you want me to say?” I sigh.

“That you”ll keep you hands off of my sister and that you”ll keep your distance”.

“And if I don’t?”

“Then I’m gonna make your life a living hell”.

“Oh I’m so scared”.

“You better be”.

“Listen Gavi, I promise I won’t hurt her”, I say, while looking at him intently.

“You better not”.

“I swear on my grandmother’s grave”.

“Fine”, Gavi narrows his eyes, “but the second she comes crying to me, I”ll kill you”. “Comprende?”

“Yes”

“Good”

He makes a heel-face turn and storms off.

I let out a small breath and relax my hands that have balled into fists. 

[nemiebaby]

Loving Your Everything

Chapter 4

"So, while I was knocked out on drugs, you were having the time of your life with some footballer?!"

I could sense the hostility in his tone and I couldn't exactly blame him.

"Look, it was Pedri Gonzalez, okay? I couldn't help myself!! Plus, it was he, who asked for my number", I replied, holding my head.

Will's never ending questions and sarcastic remarks hadn't stopped since I'd told him about my interaction with Pedri. His shoulders stiffened the moment I stepped into his room, smiling and all that, and I could see it was getting to his nerves.

"So what now? You're like, into him or something?", Will asked bluntly.

My eyebrows scrunched in irritation as I stared at him. He seemed unfazed. "So? What is it?", He kept prodding. "It's not like that, Will. You're making it out to be way bigger than it is and you know it", I huffed, "Why can't you just be happy for me? I just met someone I really admire and you need to ruin it for me with all....this".

"Admire? Evelyn, you-"

"I'm going to get some coffee", I said abruptly, getting up. I couldn't handle Will's bullshit anymore. It was unlike him. "Yeah, run from the situation, why don't you", He called after me, as I closed the door behind me. "What's got into him?", I thought.

"Fuck".

I stopped my tracks. It sounded like someone was in pain.

I looked around. Not a soul was in sight. "Is anyone there?", I called out, holding my phone close to my chest. "C-can you get in here", someone said, his voice raspy, as though he was struggling to breathe. My feet followed the voice as I stepped into Room 408.

"Gavi", I whispered.

He was on the floor, wheezing from exhaustion. He must've been trying to get up by himself for some time. "You?", He whispered, his breath laboring. "I-i heard you calling so I-um came in to check". Droplets of sweat were covering his face, which was distorted in agony. I quickly placed my phone in my jacket pocket, before stepping near him.

 I looked at him before touching him, I'd flung a phone at him the first time we met, which wasn't exactly the best way to meet and greet new people.  I could see a bit of hesitation in his eyes, before he finally let me prop him up against the nightstand. His breathing was still shallow and he was sweating yet shivering, most likely due to having laid on the floor for so long. "Do you want water?", I asked, reaching for the bottle of water on the nightstand. He nodded, his eyes cast down, his body still not moving much except for moving up and down from breathing.  "Say Aahh", I instructed, opening the bottle cap. "What?", He asked, looking at me, confused. "Aahh", I replied, demonstration how to open the mouth wide. He continued to look at me weirdly, and then I remembered he wasn't a kid I was babysitting, making me duck my head in embarrassment.

"Sorry", I murmured, holding out the bottle to him. He gave me another weird look. "Look, I don't know how to do this thing, Okay? I've never had to help a grown person drink water", I stated. "Just...put it in my mouth", he said at last, sounding as though he was growing tired of me, and I couldn't exactly blame him for it. 

"Slow down, you're choking me", he spluttered, water spraying out of his mouth. Spraying everywhere on me. I opened my eyes and stared at him, once the water finally stopped. There was an uncomfortable silence and I could tell it was as awkward for him as it was for me. In a way, it felt comical, almost.

"I'm sorry", I said finally, "Let's get you on the bed, you're shivering". My brain wasn't working properly and it didn't cross my mind that I should be angry at the guy for literally spraying me with his mouth water.

I closed the distance between us and held my hands around his waist, carefully lifting him up. He refused to hold me so it made it harder for me to lift his body, because well, he's a footballer. A well built one at that.

After the fourth time of me trying to lift him up and not being able to move him, after he used his hands LITERAL anchors, I gave up. Huffing in exhaustion, I sat beside him. He was still shivering, and as much as I wanted to leave his ass freezing on the marble floor, I decided to pull the blanket, which was half on the bed still and cover him with it, making sure to get it under his calves and thighs as well. He had closed his eyes, his breathing finally a bit stable.

I decided to try and lift him up one more time.

"Listen, I need you to put your hands around my neck, okay? I know we didn't have the best introduction and I'm sorry for hitting you, but look, I'm trying to help".

He eyed me suspiciously. 'Why?".

"What?"

"Why're you helping me?Like, you've got some secret agenda or something? Are you a journalist?"

'What- No! I felt bad seeing you on the floor, okay? Like any normal human, I wanted to help. You were wheezing I mean-". I stopped, noticing his face grow darker. I understood then, he was one of those people who didn't like being or feeling indebted to other people. 'I meant to say, you got injured because of me in the first place, so...I felt responsible". This lightened him a little.

I stood up, stretched a little before bending down. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I whispered, "Now, put your hands around my neck and I'll lift you, okay?". Taking in a sharp breath, I jerked him up, and surprisingly managed to get his butt on the bed. He seemed to finally be relaxed as well, because the moment he got seated on the bed, he crashed his torso on it. Carefully lifting his legs up as well, and positioning his body to be laid comfortably, I finally took a breath of relief.

Picking up the blanket, I shook it for dust before carefully spreading it over Gavi's figure. He was still sweating and shivering. "You want anything?", I asked, awkwardly stepping back slowly,  suddenly being all too aware of how there was nothing else to be done or said . "Tuck me in", He whispered, I could see it was as awkward for him as it was for me. I nodded before retracing my steps towards him,  only to slip on the water that he'd spouted out of his mouth earlier.

His lips felt hot, fuzzy and electrifying. I could feel his heart beating like a drum, and I was pretty sure he was feeling the mine the same. His dark eyes searched mine like I did his, neither of us understanding what was going on.

Until

"I tried to stop them but they just barged in as soon as they spotted me, I'm sorry, I-"

Gavi and me, both turned to look at Pedri standing at the door, with reporters and journalists  behind him. Camera flashes grew more aggressive as I froze like a deer in headlights. Gavi pulled me to his chest, wrapping his arm around my head, hiding it. His chest felt hot and was barely moving from the shallow breathing, and possibly the kiss.

Kiss. I'd just kissed Pablo Gavi.

 I buried my face in his chest in embarrassment. "Get..get them out", He said weakly. I understood it was to Pedri, after I heard him calling for the security and helping them get the unwanted group of people, out of the room.

Gavi finally let go of me. I sat up, my hair disheveled.

"What in the Limbo Land was happening in here?"

[nemiebaby]

Loving Your Everything

Chapter 6

"And welcome", Pedri said lightly, rubbing his shoes before entering the room, "Like it?".

I copied his actions before entering.

"It's....nice", I replied, hiding my real broke ass reaction.

"You can make yourself at home, I need to go make some calls, be back in a minute".

I explored the room, after my host left.

It was gigantic to say the least. I walked around the room in awe.

There was a dining table right next to the window which oversaw the ocean, a king sized bed a few feet away from it with fluffed up pillows sitting on it. I walked to it, softly touching the material. Across the bed, on the right was a closet with robes and clothes, a few which were Pedri's. It seemed like he'd been staying in the hotel for quite a while. On the left was a ceiling to floor window, with giant curtains on either side, which made it look like a magical entrance to some enchanted land. I touched the window pane, it's cool surface soothing me. Everything seemed surreal. How was I in a hospital , looking after Will, and then in some 5 star hotel with one of the most sought after footballers of the century, in the matter of a few hours? Everything felt surreal. I closed my eyes, sighing deeply.

"You like it here?", Pedri asked. I turned around, as he took out a couple of plastic containers from the mini fridge. "Yeah, especially with the ocean waves moaning"

"Moaning?", He chuckled.

"You know what I meant", I replied, my face burning.

"Let's not talk about that before we eat", He said, a  sweet smile breaking on his face. 

I'd always been strict about where I stood with the idea of me dating someone shot-gun, but every time this man smiled, the ice around my heart melted a little, and his frequent sweet smiling wasn't helping.

"I miss my Mom while eating", Pedri stated, before snapping his head at me, as though to make sure he didn't want to trigger something within me. "She must be an amazing cook", I answered, smiling a little. "She'd always make a huge fuss about me not eating properly when I was young, it's become a sort of reason she blames for the thin body I had when I first began with football". I could see he loved his Mother a lot, and my heart hurt yearning for my own, for the first time in years. "Last Friday, when I was leaving, she actually cried a bit", He chuckled, "She's very emotional at times, my Mom, but that's because I'm still her baby, no matter how old I get, she never stops babying me. Sit on the bed". I obliged.

"She loves me to bits and hates it when I have to travel back to Barcelona alone", He explained, bringing the food in two paper plates. For once, I was genuinely interested in someone's family,someone's mother, and I knew Pedri could see that. "She prays for me non stop before every match, at least that's what my brother tells me", He said, sitting beside me on the bed. His carefree self and simply and childlike language was intriguing and for the first time in forever, I felt myself being strongly drawn to a guy.

"And did you know-"

The ringing of his phone interrupted him, much to his annoyance, as he grabbed it from the night stand before answering. A couple of yeses and a "I'll tell her", later, he faced me.

"I forgot to tell you but you may have to stay with me for a while, the groupies and journalists have surrounded your flat building, apparently", He explained biting into the food.

"What?"

"It's pretty common, especially when it comes to possible romantic partners of young players, you know, but this should die down in a few days".

"You seem to be very used to it"

"I am. Well...sort of, I've seen teammates get stalked by crazy people, they don't respect boundaries and within our close social circle, we don't consider them fans. They're simply obsessed psychopaths".

I nodded thoughtfully, chewing my food. Being a celebrity was hard, I'd realized that when I had to hide my face from the cameras and when I had to run from a seemingly safe place for my safety. Fan girls were harder to deal with, than Fan boys, and I shuddered thinking about the hate and backlash I'd receive for just being spotted with Pedri.

What about Gavi?  My conscience purred.

I shook my head hard. I didn't want to think about it.

"You're not from here,I assume?", Pedri questioned. I looked up at him. "Yeah, originally, but I've stayed here for about 10 years". "Your parents?".

I could see he just wanted to get to know me, but it was hurting me to think about them. "They left the country as soon as I turned 16".

"Who're you staying with right now then?"

"Mandy, well..Amanda, she became my legal guardian after I chose to stay behind"

"She's your relative?"

"Nah, we're just friends, I met her a when I was 14"

"Then, if she's your guardian she's a bit old to be called a friend, don't you think?"

"She just turned 21 this year, so not that old" 

Amanda.

I got up and immediately scrambled for my phone, digging into my jacket pocket.

17 missed calls from Mandy. 33 unread texts.

I could feel her anger radiating off of the phone.

I excused myself quickly before getting into the bathroom.

"What the FUCK, Evelyn?!! Where are you!!", She screamed, as soon as she picked up the phone. "Sorry...I had some things come up", I murmured. "Don't lie, Pinocchio, the pictures are ALL OVER THE INTERNET".

"What pictures?"

"Don't play dumb, how could you kiss Pablo Gavi and not tell ME?!!"

I rubbed my forehead in exasperation. "Look, everything happened really fast and I need to-"

A loud thud stopped me ,mid sentence, followed by angry shouts.

"Hello? Evie?", Mandy spoke from the other side. "I'll call you later, I'm fine. Take care of William", I whispered before cutting the call.

I slowly opened the bathroom door as the voices grew louder.

"How could you do that to me?!!"

My heart beat fast as I grabbed a vase which stood on the table beside the door. I peeked around the corner. Pedri was laying on the ground, rolled in carpet, as a guy kicked him continuously. I jumped out, holding the vase above my head, prepared to smash a head, as the guy turned around.

His fiery eyes locked into mine as he grabbed my wrist, snatching the vase with his other hand before throwing it on the bed.

"Gavi", I whispered, my voice trailing off.

Maybe it was the fear or the sudden adrenaline rush, but I could feel the sudden draining of blood from my head as I stood there, shivering.