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Pool Party with the Barca Boys
Synopsis:
Y/N is Gaviâs sister.
A pool party is being held at Gaviâs house with Frenkie de Jong, JoĂŁo Cancelo, Marc Guiu, HĂ©ctor Fort and Aron Yaakobishvili in attendance.
Y/N is living it up, flirting with all of the guys (and who could blame her, her brotherâs teammates were HOT).
But deep down, she has a sweet spot for Héctor.
Chapter 1
Y/Nâs POV
Today was the day that Y/N had been looking forward to for weeks, today Gaviâs 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 hadnât 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 HĂ©ctor and so youâd spent four hours painstakingly doing your hair and makeup before the guys arrived.
Since you were gonna be âswimmingâ and it was 25C outside, youâd put your hair up in a stylish messy bun and had kept your makeup minimal.
As for your outfit, youâd done your best to pick out the skimpiest bikini that you owned, if that wouldnât catch his attention, you donât know what would.
Even you had to admit that the âbikiniâ was quite revealing and so, youâd 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, HĂ©ctor wouldnât be interested in you and youâd just hook up with one of Gaviâs other friends instead.
After having locked yourself in Gaviâs 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 âyou know itâs a pool party right? Weâre gonna be swimmingâ.
âOh I know, you said, with a smileâ. âWho are you trying to impress?â asked Gavi. âNo oneâ you squeaked, fuck, was it that obvious? You thought to yourself.
âAnd what in god's name are you wearing? Could you possibly have put on anything skimpier?â asked Gavi.
âYou worry too much Gavi, please just take a chill pillâ. âFineâ, he said, âjust know that Iâll be watching you closely and if any of the guys so much as looks in your direction, I'll kill themâ. âI donât need your protection Gaviâ. âTrust me you doâ, he said.
At that moment the bell rang. Saved by the bell, how cliche, you thought.
You jumped up and said âI'll get itâ, as Gavi looked at you and rolled his eyes, you skipped to the front door.
In front of the door stood Frenkie, Pedri and JoĂŁo Cancelo.
âHi guys, are y'all ready to party?â you asked, as you gave each of them a hug.
âAs ready as I'll ever beâ, said Frenkie.
âItâs nice to see you againâ said Pedri.
âLooking goodâ said JoĂŁo Cancelo. âYou tooâ, you chirped and blushed.
âWhere are the others?â, you asked Frenkie.
âMarc, HĂ©ctor and Ăron Yaakobishvili will be arriving in 15 minutes, Marc just texted meâ, said Frenkie.
âOkey-dokey, canât wait to get the party startedâ, you said. âCome on inâ.
The three boys walked in and greeted Gavi.
âWoah, Gavi, youâre so lucky to have someone like that as your sisterâ, Frenkie said.
Pedri nodded in agreement, while JoĂŁo said âpoehâ.
âYou guys are disgustingâ said Gavi, you do realise that thatâs my sister, youâre talking about?
âOh weâre well awareâ, 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.
âOkay, can we please stop talking about my sister?â , said Gavi.
âSorryâ, JoĂŁo said. âBut can you really blame us?â
At that moment the bell rang for the second time, causing the boys to stop bickering.
âI'll get itâ, you said in a cheery voice.
You opened the door and your face lit up when you finally saw HĂ©ctor, for a moment there, you were afraid that he wouldnât show.
âWeâve come bearing giftsâ, said Marc Guiu.
âWe brought plenty of boozeâ said Ăron Yaakobishvili, lifting a bottle.
âAnd snacksâ, said HĂ©ctor 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 HĂ©ctorâs 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 Gaviâs 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 Ăron acting as goalkeeper and the rest of the guys taking turns trying to shoot the ball in the goal.
Ăron however, was giving them a tough time, demonstrating how he was shaping up to be a promising future goalkeeper for Barcelonaâs first team.
Ăron loved how hard the other guys were trying and started taunting HĂ©ctor once it was his turn saying âyou know the ballâs supposed to land in the goal, not next to itâ.
âJust you waitâ said HĂ©ctor. âYeah, weâll show youâ, said Marc.
âEventuallyâ, Ăron retorted.
After having played three more rounds, without any of the guys managing to score, Ăron said âletâs 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 isâ.
âY/N, how does that sound?â
âHmmm, sorry, what were you saying?â, you hadnât been paying attention to what Ăron 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.
âWell, 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?â
5 faces were staring at you expectantly, eagerly awaiting your response.
âY/N you donât have to agree to anything that makes you uncomfortableâ, said Gavi protectively.
âSo Y/N, what will it be?â Asked Frenkie with twinkling eyes.
Your breath hitched and your heart started beating a little faster, oh how youâd wished for a moment like this to occur. For HĂ©ctorâs arms to finally wrap around you and feel his lips on yours.
âSure, Iâm in,â you said coolly, while looking straight at Gavi, who just shook his head disapprovingly.
âAlright then, time to step up our game ladsâ, said JoĂŁo.
The atmosphere by the pool had changed, the guys, whoâd 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 âGOAL!â.
You looked up to see Marc pumping his fist into the air and looking smug at the other guys.
âHave fun manâ, Pedri said.
âYeah, Iâm definitely jealousâ, said Frenkie.
Marc walked up to you, gently grabbed your hand, looked into your eyes and asked âare you coming with me?â.
Shit, you thought, youâd hoped that HĂ©ctor was gonna be the one to take you home, but itâs not like you could just blurt out âactually, Iâd prefer to go with HĂ©ctorâ.
So you weakly nodded and followed Marc inside the house, as the guys started cheering behind you.
âY/N, whereâs 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 Iâve had a crush on you for the longest time, ever since I first saw you.
Youâre gorgeous and youâd make me the happiest guy alive, if youâd let me make you mine right now.
Your breath choked, this wasnât how youâd 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.
Marcâs breath hitched, he let out a sigh and said âbaby please let me see all of youâ.
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, âyou like that huh babyâ.
You groaned âoh yes Marc, please donât stopâ. You continued to grind your core against his crotch, feeling him grow hard.
âHmmm, baby, please stop, youâre turning me on so much and Iâd rather cum inside of youâ 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 âhmm, youâre so wet for me babyâ.
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.
âSssh, baby, I know I knowâ, 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 âdonât stopâ.
Marc continued to pump into you at the same pace, while you reached your climax and screamed out âoh HĂ©ctorâ.
You could feel Marc filling you up, while he looked at you with hurt in his eyes.
âI, Iâm so sorry, you said hastilyâ.
âNo donâtâ, said Marc, âI guess that explains everythingâ.
âExplains what?â 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.
âIâ-
âYou donât have to explain yourself Y/N, I guess I know why you agreed to the game in the first placeâ.
Marc stalked off, with hunched shoulders, leaving you in the bed looking bewildered.
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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.
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Masterlist
âPool Party with the Barca Boysâ - 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
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Chapter 6
I canât believe that HĂ©ctor actually had the audacity to push me into the pool after Iâd 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.
âHey guys, is it just me who's starting to get hungry?â
âI could go for something to eatâ, Ăron replied.
âWhat are we in the mood for?â
âPastaâ, said Frenkie.
âI just had pasta yesterdayâ, said JoĂŁo.
âHow about burgersâ, said Ăron.
âNo, they always make me feel queasyâ, pouted Frenkie.
âWe could fire up the barbecueâ, suggested Marc.
âThen itâs gonna take ages for our food to get readyâ, lamented Gavi.
âGuys, quit fighting over over something so trivial, letâs just grab a pizza,â I suggested.Â
âThatâs fine by meâ, said HĂ©ctor.
âWhy notâ, said Marc.
âI can live with thatâ chimed Gavi.
âGreat,â I exclaimed, âso, whose getting the pizzas?âÂ
âNot meâ, proclaimed Frenkie.
âI was the delivery boy last time,â said Ăron.
âIâm the one throwing the partyâ, said Gavi.
âWhy canât we have them delivered,â I asked.
âBecause the pizza place is right around the corner, itâd be ridiculous to pay for delivery at that point,â responded Gavi.
âFair enough,â I relented.
âNow the question is, who's going to pick up the pizzasâ, JoĂŁo said.
âLetâs spin for it,â said HĂ©ctor.
âWhat?â said Marc.
âWeâll 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,â said HĂ©ctor.
âSounds like a planâ, said Gavi.
âLetâs do itâ, said Frenkie.
We all sat down in a circle.
âWhose gonna spin the bottle?â, asked Frenkie.
âIâll do itâ, said JoĂŁo.
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.Â
âSucks to be youâ, said Frenkie.
âOh shut itâ, I responded.
âI need to go and get changedâ, I told Marc.
âMe tooâ, he said.
I went inside and quickly put on a dress, I walked to the gate, Marc was already there.
âLetâs goâ, he said.
We walked together in silence until Marc broke it by saying âso are we gonna talk about what happened?â
âI donât know what youâre talking aboutâ.
âWhy did you agree to fuck me, only for you to scream out my best friendâs name, after you climaxed?â
âIâ.
âYou what?â
âI didnât mean toâ.
âThatâs all you have to say?â
He looked at me, mixture of hurt and anger in his eyes.
âI never meant to hurt youâ, I uttered.
âWell itâs too late now,â 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.
âLet me make it up to youâ.
âHow do you think youâre gonna do that?â
âTell me how to make it up to you.â
âKiss me.â
âWhat?â I was baffled.
âKiss me and tell me that you donât feel anything for meâ he pressed.
I looked at him aghast.
âIf you donât feel anything for me, after kissing me, Iâll let you go.â
âKissing you isnât gonna change anything.â
âItâs because you havenât tried it yetâ.
âWhy are you so sure.â
âBecause whenever youâre near me, I feel like thereâs an unspoken tension hanging in the room and I know you feel it too.â
âYou donât know what I feel.â
âPlease just once,â he pleaded.
I donât 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 heâd been starved for weeks.
I waited for him to pull back, but he didnât, 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.Â
âThe pizzas are getting cold,â I muttered.
âFuck the pizzas,â he growled.
We were so absorbed in each other we didnât notice the rain coming down, until I felt a droplet of rain trickling down my cheek.
âOh noâ I clamored, I picked up the pizzas and started running.
âWhere are you going?â, shouted Marc.
âTo save the pizzas,â I yelled back.
I stopped when I saw a little roof and planted the pizzas on the ground.
âWhat was thatâ, asked Marc.
âWhat was what?â, I responded.
âDonât act coy, Y/N, you seemed to be pretty into that kiss over there.â
âDonât flatter yourself.â
Iâll say this again âtell me that that kiss just left you coldâ and Iâll 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.
âTell meâ.
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.
âWhere are you guys? Whatâs taking you so long?â
âSorry, we got held upâ, I muttered.
âGet your asses back here,â weâre all starving.
âAlright, will doâ.
âWhat are we gonna tell the others when they ask us why we got held up?,â Marc asked with a glint in his eyes.
âOh shut up,â I said, while playfully slapping his chest.
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Pool Party with the Barca Boys
Chapter 5
Y/Nâs POV
In the corner of my eye I saw Frenkie sneak out of the room, where weâd 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 âare you gonna finish what you startedâ, in my ear.
I smirked and muttered âyouâd like that wouldnât youâ, 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 wasnât 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.
âIs there a problem chica?â, he asks with a smirk.
âNo not I allâ, I say, while flinging the ball in his direction.
âWhatâs a girl gotta do for a bit of peace and quiet around hereâ, I sighed.
Iâd been seated for a minute or so, when the ball flew in my direction, yet again. This time I saw that HĂ©ctor 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.
âGuys, stop trying to get my sisterâs attention, are we here to play ball, or to flirt?â
Chuckles could be heard from several directions, after Gavi had said what was on everyoneâs mind.
âOr you could stop playing football for a minute, so that I could finally swim in the pool tooâ.
âSure, come inâ, JoĂŁo said.
I approached the pool and dipped one toe in, the guys looking at me expectantly.
âThe waterâs freezing, I donât understand how you guys have been in the water for the last couple of hoursâ.
âI could keep you warmâ, said JoĂŁo.
âOh can you nowâ.
âYou know what I think, someone just needs to throw you inâ, said HĂ©ctor.
âOh godâ, I sighed.
Before I knew it, Héctor was standing behind me and had his arms wrapped around me.
âAaahâ, I let out a squeal of surprise, âlet me go, youâre freezing!â
âNot unless you join us in the poolâ he said.
I broke free from grasp, ânot unless you can catch meâ 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.
âOh my godâ, I yelped, âstopâ HĂ©ctor.
He pulled me back into his embrace.
Then pushed me forward, I felt my body leaping, thinking this would be the push thatâd land me in the pool.
âPlease HĂ©ctor, please please please, let me go, I donât wanna get my hair wet.â
He lowered his voice and muttered âyou like begging huh, what would you give, for me to not push you in the pool?â
âAnything, HĂ©ctor, please it took me four hours to get ready this morning.â
âToo badâ, he murmured, letting go of me and pushing me into the pool.
âAhhh, noooâ, 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 weâve made an effort to get all dolled up.
I swam to the stairs and stormed off.
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Pool Party with the Barca Boys
Chapter 2
HĂ©ctorâs POV
As soon as HĂ©ctor heard that Gavi was throwing a pool party - to which his sister would be attending - heâd RSVPâd at the speed of lightning.
Ever since heâd 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 couldnât believe it, not only had he found his future wife, but sheâd shown interest in him!
He hoped that practice would be over as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, Y/Nâs presence hadnât gone unnoticed amongst the boys, whoâd started murmuring about the girl, that was sitting in the stands.
âWoah check out that girl over thereâ, said Frenkie.
âThereâs a girl?â asked Pedri.
âYeah, sheâs sitting in the bleachersâ said JoĂŁo Cancelo.
âSheâs hotâ, remarked Ăron.
âWho is she?â, I tried to ask casually.
That, is my sister youâre all lusting after, said Gavi.
âI didnât know you had a sisterâ, said Frenkie.
âAnd a pretty one at thatâ, said Marc.
âWhy havenât you introduced us to her before?â, asked JoĂŁo.
âBecause I knew, you lot wouldnât be able to keep it in your pantsâ, said Gavi.
âPlease just give me one, chance, Gavi, Iâll do anythingâ, pleaded Marc.
âHey, who said that sheâs yours?â, asked Ăron.
âYeahâ, said Pedri.
âSheâs not allowed near any one of youâ, said Gavi.
âWeâll see about thatâ, 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 heâd handed Y/N the platter with snacks on them, his hand had briefly grazed her. Heâd 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 couldnât 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 hadnât been there, everyoneâd 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 heâd ever seen, but he wasnât complaining about it.
The way the bikini barely covered up Y/Nâs private bits, making her boobs look nice and plump and the bikini bottom showing her bare ass.
HĂ©ctor had liked to thank, whoever had designed the bikini. Even if heâd never get to be with Y/N, at least heâd seen her in this bikini.
Oh, heâd definitely be thinking about this, when he got back home.
Ăronâs voice snapped him out of his pondering.
âLetâs 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 isâ.
He hoped that Y/N would agree.
Dear Lord, please make her cave, he prayed.
To everyoneâs surprise, Y/N agreed.
Whyâd she agree to this, he thought to himself. What is she up to?
After an eternity, Marc was the one whoâd scored a goal, howling in joy and looking smugly at the rest of the guys.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
This wasnât how it was supposed to go, how could he let someone else get between him and Y/N?
And werenât 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.
Everyoneâs spirits seemed to have dampened.
âWell thatâs a bummerâ said Pedri.
âTell me about itâ said JoĂŁo.
âHeâs a lucky manâ 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, werenât 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.
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Pool Party with the Barca Boys
Chapter 4
Frenkieâs POV
Ugh, I canât 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, wasnât like Iâd imagined, but it was perfect to me.
Never in my wildest dreams, would I have thought that sheâd be into me.
I knew all of the guys were - at least - somewhat in to her, I didnât think Iâd 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/Nâs 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 âgoddamnâ.
It was time to clean myself up and go find the others.
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Chapter 11
Y/Nâs POV
The doorbell rings, I make my way to the door and am greeted with a familiar face.
âAlex? What the hell are you doing here?â
âY/N? Y/N! You have no idea how long Iâve been trying to get a hold of you.â
âWell maybe I didnât want you to find me for a reason.â
âOh, come on babe, I miss you.â
âDonât call me babe.â
âWhy are you being like this?â
âLike what? Weâre over, Iâve told you this.â
âPlease just come back to me.â
âNo, we broke up for a reason.â
âI still want you.â
âWell I donâtâ I say with an edge to my voice.
âGoodbye Alexâ.
I shut the door, but Alex blocks it with his foot.
âI donât think so, weâre talking about this nowâ.
âThere is nothing to talk aboutâ, I bite back.
âAre you here with another guy? Is that it?â
âWhat? No. And even if I was, itâs none of your business.â
He scoffs.
He takes a few steps forward âyou know you still want meâ he murmurs.
I back away anxiously.
He keeps inching forward until my back hits the wall.
âWhy wonât you just admit it to yourself?â
He creeps forwards and suddenly smashes his lips against mine.
âWha-â.
He continues, while his kisses slowly become more forceful.
âAlex, what has gotten into you?â
âHmm Iâve missed thisâ.
Suddenly he slides his hand under my shirt, groping my breasts.
âNo!âÂ
I try to wriggle free.
âDonât play hard to getâ he chuckles. You used to love this.
I angrily spit in his face.
âYou bitchâ. 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.
âHelp!â, âhelp!â, âPablo, Marc?â âWhere are you guys?â âWhere is everyone?â
âDonât you run away from meâ Alex grunts.
I run towards the bathroom and lock the door as quickly as I can.
I fall to the floor weeping.
âY/N, Y/N, open up!â
I look for my phone, shit, I donât have it on me.
âGo awayâ.
âPlease I just wanna talkâ.
âNo I wail, youâve already done enoughâ.
âWhat will it take for you to give me another chance?â
âIâd never take you back, not in a million years!â
âDonât be like this.â
âI donât know why youâre acting so distant.â
âPlease Y/N, Iâll give you anything you want, please just open the door.â
âPleaseâ
âPleaseâ, his voice sounds more desperate.
âY/N/!â
The doorknob starts to move.
Alex continues to slam his fists into the door.
âGoddammit, open up.â
âFor fuckâs sake, just open up!â
âYou canât hide in there forever.â
He starts to kick the door.
HĂ©ctorâs POV
âHey man, who are you? What the hell are you doing here?â
âHey dude, stop.â
âDonât touch me!â
âWoah, calm down, you canât just barge in here like that.â
âIâm not intruding Y/N knows me, doesnât she?â
âY/N, tell him you know me.â
Y/N starts sobbing uncontrollably.
âY/N, Y/N calm down, just tell me whatâs going on.â
âY/N? Please answer me.â
âMate she clearly doesnât wanna talk to you.â
âWhyâs she in there sobbing? Huh?â Â
âI donât know, must be on her period.â
âYouâre full of shitâ.
âIâm so sick of youâ Alex says.
Before I know it he lunges at me and I feel myseIf toppling over.
Oh, heâs asking for it.
âI donât know who you are, but no one hurts Y/Nâ.
I walk towards him and start dealing out blow after blow, until heâs laying below me a whimpering mess.
âPlease, please, just stopâ.
âShut upâ I say as I punch him in the face.
I lean over and whisper into his ear âif you ever come close to her again, youâll regret itâ.
âYe- yesâ.
âNow scurry offâ.
Alex starts limping towards the door, I shut I resolutely shut it behind me.
âY/N?â
I can hear her sobbing.
âPlease open up.â
Y/N starts crying even harder.
âPlease, heâs gone, I promiseâ.
The lock slowly turns around and I see Y/Nâs tear-stained face. Deflatedly she falls into my arms and starts sobbing uncontrollably.
âItâs okay, Iâm here for you.â
I hold her closely against my chest and I can feel a wet spot starting to form on my shirt.
I donât 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.
âOh my god, what happened?â
âHĂ©ctor are you okay?â
âWhatâs going on?â
âWhyâs Y/N crying?â
âWhere were you guys?â I ask angrily.
âOutside? Why.â
âWhy? Because Y/N was in the bathroom, crying her heart out and if it werenât for me that creep wouldâve pestered her for god knows how long.â
âCreep? What creep?â
âSome guy was bothering Y/N, sheâd locked herself in the bathroom while he was trying to get in.â
âIâm not quite sure what transpired, she hasnât talked to me yet.â
âWhat guy?â Gavi is fuming.
âRelax, Iâve already taken care of it.â
Gavi raises his eyebrow.
âI beat him to a pulp.â
âGoodâ, Gavi mutters.
âIâm really sorry we werenât there, we were just outside and couldnât hear anything.â Frenkie said.
âWe never meant for this to happen.â Ăron said.
âI knowâ I respond.
I try to break away from Y/N.
âNo!â She shrieks.
âPlease, please donât leave me, she says, chest heaving.â
âI wonât I say quickly.â While embracing her.
âPlease stay with meâ. She mutters.
âAlways.â I respond.
âWhat do you need?â I ask her.
âIâd like to lie downâ.
âOf courseâ.
I take her to her bedroom, I wait standing in the doorframe, not wanting to intrude.
âWill you lay with me?â She asks with a small voice.
âOf course.â
Before I know it weâre laying down while Y/N nuzzles her head against my chest. I lean into her and slowly start stroking her hair.
âWhat happened with that guy back there? If you donât mind me asking.â
âHe, that was my ex, Alex.â
âEx?â
âYeah, he wouldnât leave me alone and appeared on Gaviâs doorstep out of nowhere.â
âGeezâ.
âHe wouldnât leave and after I tried shutting him down multiple times he got physical.â
âPhysical?â
âHe touched me.â
âLike?â
âYes,â she croaks and starts sobbing.
My chest tenses, that bastard.
âDonât worry, Iâll make sure that heâll never lay a finger on you ever again, I promise.â
âI was so scared, I tried screaming for help and no one came.â
âIâm so sorry, we were outside and coudnât hear a thing, otherwise I wouldâve come sooner.â
âI know, you donât have to apologize.â
âI do, fuck Y/N I feel so bad for intervening that late.â
âDonât be, at least you were there.â
âBut I was too late, he already hurt you by the time I arrived. I canât forgive myself. I hate seeing you like this. I hate that you made you feel this way.â
âYou have no idea how grateful I am that you were there HĂ©ctorâ.
âStill, you shouldnât have had to lock yourself in the bathroom.â
âHĂ©ctor when will you stop?â She sighs.
âIâll stop once I see his limp body on the floorâ, I bite back.
Y/N looks up at me with doe eyes, Iâm transfixed in her gaze.
She moves towards me and places a gentle kiss on my lips. Iâm taken aback but quickly answer her by placing my hand on her cheek and kissing her back. I kiss her back hungrily. Iâve been waiting for her to do this since forever.
âThere, I knew thatâd shut you upâ. She giggles.
âIt didâ, I grin.
âHowâd you know?â
âI had an inkling.â
âYou have no idea how long Iâve waited for this.â
âReally?â
Really.
âIâm glad youâre here.â She says.
Me too.
And all of a sudden I canât stand it anymore, being this close to her, without shooting my shot.
I kiss her back eagerly and position my body so that Iâm 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.
âDo you want this?â
âYesâ.
âAre you sure? I mean you seemed pretty shaken up back there.â
âStop talkingâ, 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 sheâs bare naked in front of me.
âThatâs not fair, youâre still wearing pants.â
âThatâs trueâ, I say and I quickly take both my pants and undergarments off.
Iâm 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.
âReady?â
Ready.
I slide in and give her some time to adjust.
âHmmfâ.
âAre you okay?â I ask worriedly.
âYes, itâs justâ, she blushes.
I chuckle in understanding, âbigâ? I enquire.
âYes.â
âDonât worry babe, Iâll go slow.â
I start thrusting until I feel Y/Nâs walls clenching around me.
âFuck baby, youâre so tight.â
âPlease HĂ©ctor, please keep going.â
âOf course,â I grin.
âSay my name againâ.
âHĂ©ctor, oh god, HĂ©ctor, faster, faster.â
I speed up my movements, until I feel Iâve reached the edge.
âBabe Iâm gonna cum, if you donât want me to cum inside of you, you should tell me now.â
âNo HĂ©ctor, I wanna feel all of you,â she whines.
âOkay dollâ, 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.
âFuck babe, you made me cum so hard.â
âYouâre welcome.â
I place a kiss on top of her head.
âYou know, I could go again.â She says.
âYour wish is my command,â I say, while I get ready for round two.
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Chapter 9
Marcâs POV
I was sitting on the couch when Gavi approached me all of a sudden.
âMarc I need to speak with youâ.
âSure thingâ, I replied.
âLetâs go outside,â he said.
I followed him until we were standing in a corner of the garden.
âDonât think I havenât noticed the tension between you and Y/Nâ he says.
My heart starts thumping, oh shit.
âI donât know what youâre talking aboutâ.
âBullshit, youâve been following her around like a lapdogâ.Â
My hands start to grow clammy and I try to keep my voice from trembling as I say âyouâve got a problem with that?â
âYes, as a matter of fact I doâ.
I take a gulp of air before I respond âyou donât own herâ.
âNo, but Iâm still her brother and itâs my job to protect her from scum like youâ.
âGavi calm down, I thought we were coolâ.
âThatâs before you started following my sister around.â
âI assure you, nothing happened between usâ.
âYou want me to believe that? Whyâd it take you guys over an hour to pick up some pizzas?â
Shit, he got me there.
âAs I said, there was a lineâ.
âBullshit, I frequent that place often and thereâs 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?â
I grit my teeth and say âitâs not my problem that youâre impatientâ.
âExcuse me?â
âYou heard meâ.
Gaviâs face becomes taut and his eyes flare up.
I chuckle, this must be the infamous temper everyoneâs always talking about.
âThatâs right, you should know better than to mess with meâ.
âIâm not messing with you, I was just trying to helpâ.
âHelp my ass, help yourself to my sister you meanâ.
âYou canât expect her to stay single foreverâ, I counter.
âItâs too early for a boyfriendâ.
âWhy donât you let her decide?â
Gaviâs nostrils flare up, he takes a step forward and pricks his finger into my chest.
âWhat are your intentions with my sister?â
âTell meâ, he exclaims.
âI, we just get along really wellâ, I stammer.
âAs friends?â He prods.
âYes, as friendsâ.
âThen why are you always undressing her with your eyes?â, he asks in a low voice.
âIâve done no such thingâ.
âDonât lie to meâ.
âIâve barely looked her wayâ.
Gavi throws his head back and laughs âI can practically see your thoughts, every time you look in Y/Nâs directionâ.
I gulp and take a step backwards.
âWhat do you have to say for yourself?â
âIâm in love with Y/N, I really really like her, canât you see that?â
âA little too much for my likingâ, Gavi snorts.
âWhat do you want me to say?â I sigh.
âThat youâll keep you hands off of my sister and that youâll keep your distanceâ.
âAnd if I donât?â
âThen Iâm gonna make your life a living hellâ.
âOh Iâm so scaredâ.
âYou better beâ.
âListen Gavi, I promise I wonât hurt herâ, I say, while looking at him intently.
âYou better notâ.
âI swear on my grandmotherâs graveâ.
âFineâ, Gavi narrows his eyes, âbut the second she comes crying to me, Iâll kill youâ. âComprende?â
âYesâ
âGoodâ
He makes a heel-face turn and storms off.
I let out a small breath and relax my hands that have balled into fists.Â
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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.Â
"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?"
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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.Â
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"Â
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.
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