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pedro ik ur depressed but u being gone is making ME depressed

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We Can't Be Friends (but I'd like to just pretend)

Pedri x Stylist! Reader

Part 2

Warnings: None

Word count: 4.3K

A/N: Back with part 2! I'm warning y'all now - it's going to suck until it doesn't. Please bear with me. Also, I have included the links to both the shirts being sold for Gaza and the direct donation link. Please check them out! And if you can't donate yourself, I donate $1 for every watermelon comment under this post! So please make sure to share at the very least.

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Being scolded was the worst feeling in the world. Well, actually, sleeping with a famous client and then having him immediately chase your coworker was the worst feeling in the world. But boy was this meeting with Katerina a close second.

“There needs to be a case study on this kid.” She muttered under hear breath as she moved sticky notes around the December calendar. She darted her eyes around her current configuration, before turning sour and looking up at you. The dark circles under her eyes had darkened a shade since you had seen her the previous week, and a twinge of guilt played against your sternum for contributing to her fatigue.

“Let’s go over some basic rules, my dear. First and foremost, you cannot block your client’s number.”

“But I-“ You began to protest, but your boss lifted one finger, silencing you instantly.

“I do not care. I do not care if he is a dick. I do not care if he is going to make my stylists kill each other. Honestly, that might be a blessing.  I do not care if he is the father to a litter of bastard children running barefoot around your home. You work for SDF. You work for Pedro Gonzalez. He will have access to your phone, your email, your address, hell your underwear size if he asks. Understood?”

You bit back the urge to protest, just nodding silently. She breathed in deeply before continuing.

“Second, you will not share his information with the other girls in the office. That includes his photoshoot timing, the PR being sent to him– anything. I’m tired of having to file reports to Milan about my girls fighting.”

The command was followed by another nod, this one more genuine. You had no intention of getting within 100 meters of either Tania or Sylvia, who were still not speaking but had also telepathically decided that you were a common enemy. You had been stepped on a suspicious number of times while collecting their pins from the floor, and you always caught them whispering to the other girls in the office about “la naranja podrida”. Didn’t take a detective to put those pieces together.

You were still in a state of agitation regarding the whole ordeal. In your fit of anger, you had done the mental calculations of how long it took Pedri to text another girl. He had left just as the sun was rising, so about 5:30 am. Google maps said you lived 25 minutes from the stadium, but he would have gone home first, because that’s where the damned boots and more damned note would have been. That brings us to 6 am to account for wherever the gremlin lives. By all your most optimistic estimates, he had waited at most a hour between leaving your bed and texting your coworker.

“Hey Silvia” was the text heard around the world. After the report (and a few hair samples) was filed away, a company-wide letter from HQ was sent out reminding employees of professional boundaries with clients. The giddiness and satisfaction that had come from a harmless prank had dissolved, leaving a queasy feeling in its wake. Day damn one. You lasted 4 hours before you crumpled like a convenience store receipt over a boy at work. Ignoring every caution sign, you dove head first into a pool of prospective romance - and promptly hit the concrete.

The worst part was that you couldn’t tell anyone. Bryce had responded to your gushing sonnets in the worst possible manner: with logic. You had brushed aside every one of her very appropriate questions, looking through your rose-tinted lenses at your life. You had gone as far as to tell her she was being a bad friend for trying to find any possible negative in this situation, causing her to pull back.

“I just don’t want to see you get hurt, that’s all.”

The words of her static-garbled voice memo never left your head. There you were, only a few hours later, stomach turned and heart shredded, completely and utterly hurt. And you weren’t ready to face the sting of “I told you so” that was waiting for you, so you just… never said anything else. When she asked about Pedri, you responded formally with his upcoming campaign schedule. Lucky for you that she was too busy with her own life to keep pestering.

The upside to the current tragedy in your life was that you were working in fashion. It was hard to cry when you spent hours upon hours looking at some of the most beautiful clothes in the world, getting full creative freedom to bring your visions to life. Not impossible, because there were definitely a couple of wet spots on the Margiela from yesterday, but harder. Barca Femini had been in and out of the office for fittings, and it was a relief to be able to work with something other than khaki trousers and blazers. There were seemingly hundreds of hangers carrying vintage sports pieces, colorful jackets, and silky skirts. It sparked little moments of happiness, knowing that you were so good at playing dress-up that now you were getting paid for it.

It had been a week since your unfortunate altercation, and though the evening (and unfortunate following morning) had never left you, it had seeped from the front of your mind to the base of your skull, a dull throb that could be ignored during the course of the day. That was, of course, until you received an email from Adidas.

~

"Okay, Pedri, I hate to be the one to break this to you, but this means you're blocked."

There was a snigger that floated through the lunch room that, had he been able to pinpoint the source, Pedri would have promptly quieted with a slap to the head. But it whizzed around like a gnat between some of the younger players.

"How could I be blocked, Fermin?" The question was met with a raised eyebrow from Fermin, who was mentally cursing his college education.

"Maybe it has something to do with you sleeping with her and then disappearing?" Gavi offered up that brilliant hypothesis between bites of grilled chicken.

"No, it couldn't be. She's American - they don't take sex so seriously. Besides, we just met! What was I supposed to do? Propose?"

Pedri resisted the urge to shrink back from the judgmental stares he was receiving. He was used to being questioned by Gavi, who believed in the "stare at her intensely until she falls for me and confesses" method of romance. But now that he had roped in Fermin (the most tech-savvy of the squad), he couldn't handle the intensity of the silent disapproval.

In all honesty, Pedri was tired of the emotional rollercoaster that had plagued the entire day. The previous night had been incredible. He wasn't quite sure what to expect when La Naranja stepped through her front door, but she surely exceeded expectations. Pedri believed he was happy in his normal routine: DM an Instagram model, engage in the little cat-and-mouse game where she pretended she wouldn't bend to his every will, and go back to her place for a decently fun time. But there was something about the way you walked, so coy and bashfully, looking up at him through delicate lashes with wide eyes, that warmed the most primal part of his being. His heart quickened at the sudden desire to chase, to capture, to consume. He wanted to protect this pretty little thing from the sharp eyes and sharper teeth of his friends. He was ready to savor everything you offered.

Over the course of the evening, the feeling gnawing at the inside of his chest became harder to ignore. The soft grip you maintained on his bicep to keep him close, the warmth of your fingertips searing his skin. He wanted to bark at Ferran to never look your way again. To sink his teeth into your neck, have you cry out his name so every man would know to never come near you again. Your hand, so delicate and soft in his own, maintained a firm grip as he dragged you out of the club, and a firmer grip on his hair once he was finally able to kiss you senseless. He felt like a wild animal unleashed in bed with, unable to slow or take pause. You were so hypnotizingly innocent, and he was going to destroy that.

The warmth in his chest remained till the following morning. As he kissed your cheek and whispered his goodbyes, he allowed himself to imagine what kind of arrangement the two of you could have. He was more than eager to feel the caress of your soft lips again. Maybe you would be open to picking up his late night calls, spending long, tedious days together talking and fucking and laughing at nothing in particular. He thought about the flush in your cheeks that would arise whenever he came into work, dropping subtle hints about your activities in the days before. He could really make you a permanent part of his rotation with little difficulty, facilitated further by the fact that you had been assigned as his personal stylist. Filthy as it may sound, he contemplated not showering upon his return home. He would have to later in the day following practice, but until he could secure a second audience with you in a bedroom, he wanted to savor the scent a little longer.

His front doorstep was littered with packages once again, about half from Adidas and the other from Springfield. He was not a designer by any means, but he appreciated that he was at least sent the collections that were meant to be his. Fer was sipping on a coffee when Pedri walked in, and expertly avoided ay questions of where he had been the previous night. He was a concerned older brother, but he was also a guest. He instead asked to see the piles of PR that his younger brother had hauled through the door.

"I don't understand why they bother sending you all this stuff. Why wouldn't they just send it to the styling team."

"Because I actually have to play in the boots, hermano." Pedri said, lifting the lid off his newest pair. He was excited for another Adidas campaign, or any campaign really that would bring him closer to you once again. Oh how he wished he could have captured the way you looked in that dress forever, immortalized it in an oil painting and hung it on his wall (right beside the ripped remains of the dress, which he so desperately wanted to destroy). His daydream had been broken by a crisp white envelope contrasted against the bright orange of the boots. There was a feminine wave of scent in the air, and the heart pumping in his ears drowned out the sounds of his brother’s whistles and taunts. Had you done this? Had you been planning ahead to send him a note had he neglected to ask you out while at the office?

He tensed his forearms to disguise a slight tremble, ripping open the envelope and scanning the page only to find-

“Ay dios mío. Silvia.” He allowed his head to thud against the counter, Fer’s tittering laugh clear as a bell now.

“Is she the scary one or the weird one?” His brother asked, prying the crumpled letter from Pedri’s dejected form.

“Both are fitting adjectives. She’s the shorter one with the silver hair. She kind of looks like our Tia Marisol?”

Another tittering of laugher, and this time Pedri joined in with a cracked smile of his own.

“She wants to tell you how much she admires you, how much you make her … quiver? Ew.” Fer squinted at the note further.

“Listen to this line. Ehem: ‘I am ready to serve you, worship you, give you my body and soul because I love you.”

Pedri groaned so loudly he was sure the neighbors heard. Honestly, what were these girls thinking?? That he would start blushing and giggling at the mention that they would sleep with him? That was the least most girls would do. It turned his stomach, constantly fearing that he would be trapped with a child.

“Let me text this girl. I have to go in next week and I don’t want her bent over a table spread and waiting when I arrive.”

He typed in the number on the note, drafting a long text before deleting everything but the “Hey Silvia” at the top.

“It’s too forceful to say ‘hey I don’t want to fuck you’ right off the bat, no?”

He hit send, reluctantly heading off to shower away his escapades before he went into training, waiting for a reply before he asked not to receive any more erotic letters from his stylists. Oh how he wished she hadn’t.

~

“So run us through it one more time.” Gavi said, Ferran deciding to stifle his groan. The last thing he needed was to enrage Gavi further, as he suspected it would result in him finally getting the punch that was coming to him. Ansu and Fermin were nodding along vigorously, eager to hear all about Pedri’s first experience having feelings.

“We went out, we fucked-“

“Pedri!”

He rolled his eyes at the indignation from the boys. Kids these days.

“Okay. We went out, we had a magical lovemaking experience, and then I had to come to training. I texted her about her being my stylist to ya know break the ice. And I found myself in deep shit and promptly blocked on like everything.”

“I think your first mistake,” said Fermin, “was not texting her about last night. Why would you start with her working for you?"

Pedri dragged his hand down his face in frustration.

"What was I supposed to say? Good morning linda, great pussy last night?"

Gavi stood promptly with his hands up, leaving the room.

"I don't want to hear about another girl's vagina."

"Yes," Ferran muttered, "God forbid he cheat on his crush by listening to a story."

"Whatever happened to 'Hey, I had fun last night'? Is that not a normal thing to say?" Ansu asked, as shaken as Gavi but remaining planted by his desire to be in the loop.

"I think my agent is texting SDF to get her to unblock me. Not super easy to talk to my stylist if I have to do so through messenger pigeon. Where did Gavi go?"

Pedri followed his friend out of the locker room, watching as Gavi stared dejectedly at the Doctora’s office.

“Are you done moping?” Pedri asked, clapping him on the shoulder.

“No. She might lose her job and we play her stupid boyfriend’s team tomorrow. I just want to keep her safe from that asshole.”

For a minute, something sparked in Pedri’s chest. Was that jealousy? He had never before felt that there was something missing in his life, content with being surrounded by friends and family and teammates. But there was something about watching Gavi pine, listening to the way he spoke of this girl, and it caused him an ache. He was in awe of this foreign spectacle: loving someone so deeply, so intensely, that it led to begging for crumbs of their time and attention. He almost wished to be in the Doctora's position, always having someone waiting around the corner for him.

"I have a styling meeting today. Do you want to come and keep me company?"

~

"Naranja, the bastard is here."

You didn't even lift your head when Maria informed you of the arrival of your client. You had worn all black to mourn the death of your self esteem, prepared to ass-kiss as much as needed to preserve your job. Unfortunately, it was difficult to push down the burning rage in the pit of your stomach when you had to kiss the ass of the man who has hurt you so intensely.

Pedri strolled into the room clad in the ugliest jeans known to man, his doe-eyed teammate (Gavin?) trailing behind him. At least the littler one knew how to dress. He was in baggy jeans and an Amie Paris t-shirt, clean sneakers in the same shade of blue as his top. Pedri, on the other hand, was an abomination. His black hoodie was far too baggy on his frame, making him look somewhat inflated. It was made worse by the tight and ribbed denim hugging the (admittedly stunning) legs that ended suddenly in some chunky clompers.

"Good morning, Naranja."

God. Even the sound of his voice was like swallowing razor blades. You wished that you could hear the lilt in his speech without remembering the soft whispers against the column of your throat, guiding you to ecstasy at his command. The way that he encouraged you, coaxed the gentle sighs and high moans with just an ask.

"Let me hear you, pretty girl."

And who were you to deny? But now, looking at his soft eyes and confident stance, you wish you had resisted. Pretended you didn't speak Spanish that first godforsaken day in this office.

"Good morning Pedro."

A stifled laugh and wide eyes from the boy behind Pedri (God what was his name? Gustavo?). Pedri's shoulders had dropped significantly, his thick brows coming together in confusion.

"No one calls me Pedro. Not even my mother."

"Well, maybe it's a good time for you to learn what disappointment feels like. Especially since you're so comfortable giving it out to others. Do you have your boots?"

You could tell Pedri was lost for words, and it caused you a mild spark of satisfaction. You had spent the last week boiling silently, unable to unleash all the rage simmering in your chest. He nodded silently, pulling the box out of his bag.

"Great. Gabriel, there is a coffee shop on the second floor if you want to grab a drink while I'm fitting Pedro. I'm sure you've seen him naked plenty of times but-"

"No, no, I'll go. Would you like anything?"

After shaking your head, he exited the room, and you began frantically grabbing different sweat pants and shirts for Pedri to put on.

"His name is Gavi by the way." Pedri said to break the silence, and you turned so he could strip off his shirt.

"Come on, Naranja. Don't pretend you haven't see it already." He smiled somewhat earnestly, softer than he did at the other girls. You were a gentle thing, and he wanted to be gentle with you.

"How many other girls in this office have seen it as well, Pedro?" You asked with as much venom as you could muster, turning to face him and eyes locking as he unzipped his jeans.

"You think that sleeping with me is a company welcome gift, Naranja?"

"That's not my name."

"And Pedro isn't mine. But if you want to poke at me, I'll poke at you right back."

He was now in only his boxers and his socks, and it took everything within you not to glance downwards, a reminder of the sight from one week and one night ago. He took a defiant step forward, the heat radiating off his body.

"You know, Pedro," You began, steadying your voice. "Texting my coworker mere minutes after leaving my bed is a sin on it's own."

"Wait, what? Hold on-"

"But in those mere hours of bliss, I googled you. Looked at your name on Twitter. Saw who you were. And you're just another slimy athlete that uses girls and throws them away."

Your face broke when you heard him laugh loudly at the revelation. It made you angry, expecting him to feel ashamed of his behavior.

"I despise miscommunication, Naranja. So don't go jumping to conclusions and acting foolish. Your coworker sent me a letter essentially begging to fuck me, but I suspect you knew that already. Hell, you might have even been the one to switch the names around."

Your cheeks grew warmer, and a part of your brain registered that Gavi was now lingering in the doorway.

"But beyond that, linda, is that I was texting her to say I wasn't interested." He began dressing, joggers defining his legs in a way acid-washed denim never could. "But I don't like being judged based on rumors on Twitter. I want to be your friend-"

"Again with that word!" The outrage was finally seeping from you, and now that the lid had come off there was no containing it.

"How am I meant to be your friend, Pedro? You hit on me, you sleep with me, and then you moved on to the next girl. How am I supposed to be your friend after everything you've put me through?"

"What did you expect of me exactly?" He shoved his shirt over his head, a sweet bit of relief in a tense situation. "I like you, Naranja. More than a lot of other girls I've met. And I want to keep seeing you," he let his eyes burn a path down your body, "as a little more than a friend. If that's something you're into."

You took a step back, hand over your chest in shock. Did this man just ask you to be a friend with benefits, mere minutes after you asserted your disgust for his very being.

"You must think so highly of yourself." You couldn't raise your voice out of fear of it cracking. Just how much had you deluded yourself into thinking you found something special?

"I don't actually," there was a tone of laughter in his voice, "quite the opposite actually." There was suddenly not enough air between you. You simultaneously wished someone would interrupt you and that the moment would last forever.

"You're a sweet girl, Naranja. Too sweet for someone like me. I know who I am and what I want, and a girlfriend is not on that list currently."

"So what? I'm good enough for you to fuck and not to date?" You asked, the question heavy between the two of you. He remained silent, lips unmoving, the wheels turning behind deep chocolate eyes.

"I like you enough not to want to hurt you, Naranja. So, what do you say? Friends?"

"Go fuck yourself, Pedro."

~

The high pitched noise of the camera going off repeatedly was starting to get to your head. You leaned against the wall, rubbing at your temples to try and stave off the impending migraine. You opened your eyes briefly to see Gavi also leaning against the wall, gnawing on his lip and staring at his phone. Propelled by boredom, you shifted slowly along the wall to peak at what he was doing, desperate for any form of entertainment.

Thank God for the lack of Gavi's vertical blessing. A quick peek revealed that he wasn't actually typing any words, only rereading text from a contact that was saved as...

"Holy shit are you fucking your doctor?" You asked, probably a little louder than appropriate.

His eyes went wide as frying pans and he began to go visibly red. He started babbling out denials, explaining that the two of them were just friends.

"I mean she has a boyfriend and even if she didn't she would never go for me because she's so much older than me and cooler than me and she's way out of my league but all I want to do is keep her safe and make her happy and-"

His brain finally caught up to the words he was letting loose, and he abruptly suspended his word vomit.

"Does she know that you like her?" You asked, back against the wall, shoulder to shoulder with Gavi.

"God, I hope not. I don't want to do anything to make her life harder than it already is."

"Maybe telling her how you feel will make it easier. Maybe she feels the same."

"Yeah," he sighed deeply, looking wistfully at his phone again, "That's what Pedri keeps telling me."

The disgust was evident on your features. "I wouldn't really take Pedri's relationship advice."

"Now now, turning my best friend against me because you want me is a little extreme, Naranja." The voice behind you was too much to bear.

"Someone needs to give your best friend advice on how to not transform into a heartless user."

"Ironic. I remember one of us chanting 'use me, use me, use me' just last week." The response died in your mouth as Pedri's publicist approached. Where did this guy get off? Even if you believed his bullshit excuse about not wanting to fuck Silvia, the teen drama explanation as to why he doesn't "do" relationships compensated plenty.

"Alright you crazy kids! Ready to go shopping?" You spun around so quickly that you almost smacked Gavi with your hair.

"I beg your pardon? I am a stylist, not a personal shopper. I get pieces sent to me."

That was the truth. You weren't in charge or brand relations, and the purchasing department was an impenetrable fortress. Each week, a soulless intern wheeled a rack into the room, and you worked with what you were given. You had several ideas for how you could modernize some of these stuffy athletes, but that wasn't your place. Not yet anyways.

"Yes, of course. But we are redoing Pedri's wardrobe entirely. We have received communication from the team that his tunnel outfits are - what was the official wording? Oh yes, 'a detriment to the team's public image and an offense to the eyes of culers globally'. Springfield have also asked us to film some content during the journey."

"I don't think this is really part of Naranja's job description."

Of course Pedri was the one undermining you. Of course it was his voice speaking out only to call you incapable. You forced on your biggest smile, turning to face the agent directly.

"Oh, there's no issue at all. It would be an honor to makeover Spain's worst looking footballer."

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Okay end of part 2!! I have decided that I want to post more frequent, smaller parts for this story rather than giant updates every three months. Please let me know what you think in the comments and in my ask box, and potentially where you want this dynamic to go! Thanks cutes xoxo gavisuntiedboot <3

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Fatal Attraction

i’m actually not sure what to say as an excuse rn but i’m sorry to keep you waiting hope you like this one and please leave comments they really help me🥹

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pairing: Pedri Gonzalez x Y/N

genre: no idea at all

summary: you were childhood best friends with Fermin which resulted in meeting Pedri since they got close, you couldn’t deny he was dreamy but he had a bad reputation so you try your best to steer clear of him but can you succeed?

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You left uni after your horrible professor finally decided 4 hours were enough for boring you to death. It was nearing 8 pm when you could finally escape. You wondered how you managed to sit for 8 hours straight in high school when you couldn’t even handle a 2 hour class of historical design now. But then again, Fermin was with you for all those times. He was your best friend practically all your life because your families were friends long before you were born so it was natural. Even when he went away to La Masia you never grew apart and you even came to Barcelona to study just so you could be close again. He was you ride or die, literally and you two were the perfect example of a guy and a girl being strictly platonic besties. You viewed him more as a brother than a friend and so when you moved to a new city he made sure you never felt alone. He always invited you to games and hangouts, introduced you to practically everyone around him and even sent you on a few dates over the course of last year but you always struggled to keep a genuine connection with a guy like that. They always seemed too superficial or wanted to use you to get closer to Fermin now that he was in the starting 11. Most of them just wanted sex and that wouldn’t be a problem for you if they just tried a little but no, they always expected it for buying you a 20 euro meal or a drink at the club and it was exhausting you. You also weren’t looking to get married in three months but sometimes, especially when Fermin and his shiny world wasn’t around, you wished there was someone to turn to. You just wanted affection, can’t a girl get affection these days?

Your inner monologue was cut short by the ringing of your phone.

“Hey” you chirped answering it.

“Y/N hi.” as soon as you heard the voice behind the phone you stopped all your movements, you were expecting your best friend to annoy you but it was actually Pedri.

“Um, hi” you answered not understanding why Pedri would be calling you from Fermin’s phone.

“I’m gonna tell you something but promise you won’t get mad” Just that sentence alone made sure you’d get mad.

“Just out with it Pedro.”

“Soo… Fermin’s drunk.” he finally confessed and your eyes went wide, you even checked the time again to see if you lost track of time.

“It’s only 7.45. How?” you were baffled with Fermin’s choices but still had a question needed answering.

“Yeah so it’s actually a funny story-

“Pedro why did you call me? Did something happen to him?”

The thought made your blood run cold.

“No no don’t worry we’re fine. It’s just, we don’t have a ride back.”

“Back from where?”

“Um, sorry yeah just, what’s the address?” he asked clearly talking to someone next to him and as soon as you heard a high pitched female voice you got the gist of the situation.

They went to some girls’ place and now that their business’ was over needed someone to rescue him before the public sees them.

“Just text me the address.” you huffed annoyed, didn’t even let him answer and hung up.

It’s not like you didn’t know the boys were doing this stuff, they were young famous and rich. Of course they had every right to enjoy their life, it’s just…

It’s just whenever Fermin was in a situation like this, it was always with Pedri and it annoyed you. Pedri as a whole annoyed you yes but the fact that he was with a different girl sometimes more times than he actually plays football was unsettling and unnecessary even.

He reminded you of those people on Too Hot To Handle like come on one week without sex couldn’t be that bad. You went without it for… a really long time. And he wasn’t even that good looking to begin with so you could never understand why those girls were throwing themselves at him. Yes his eyes were shining bright whenever he was in a good mood, his jawline was damn near perfect and his smile was contagious but that’s about it. Pedri was not that great, or so Fermin said.

“Who’s that? Is that the infamous Pedri Gonzalez?” you asked Fermin when your eyes caught his at the party currently being thrown at Balde’s house. Fermin brought you because according to him, you really needed to let loose and get some vitamin d (his words not yours).

As soon as his eyes followed yours he immediately pulled you away shaking his head relentlessly.

“Oh no no no no no. No.”

“What?” you asked after looking at Pedri one more time and noticed he was still watching you.

“No, Y/N. Not him, anyone but him. Well, not anyone. I don’t really feel great about Ferran and Gavi would be a little complicated but even they’re okay but not Pedri.”

You tore your eyes from the gorgeous boy in the other corner of the room and looked at Fermin like he had grown another head.

“I just asked who he is” you defended yourself but Fermin was quick to cut you off.

“It always starts like that, then he’ll come over and charm you into the bed or worse, the restroom and bam! You’re left behind.” the way he described it made you sober up immediately.

“Gross”

“Exactly. So repeat after me. I”

“I”

“Will not”

“Will not”

“Sleep with Pedri”

“Sleep with Pedri” you repeated but was shocked to see Pablo passing by you and say it at the same time as you. Fermin was quick to hit his head and murmured a ‘cabron’ and you chuckled at their fight.

Fermin also lost his serious manner for a second and laughed but pulled himself together soon.

“Look Y/N I’m just trying to look out for you.”

“It’s okay Fermin, it’s not like I wanted to do it anyway. I’ll just steer clear of him.”

You really meant it and tried your best to avoid Pedri at all cost since the first time you’ve met and just kept it pleasant with small hi’s and bye’s but he really had a charming personality and his eyes were like magnets and no matter how hard you tried you’d still find yourself drawn to his eyes whenever you crossed paths.

Fermin saw it too and tried to warn you a few more times but you told him to knock it off because there was no way you’d ever stoop so low, right?

You really did find his behavior with women disgusting, even though he claimed he never indicated anything about a relationship or even a date you obviously knew all those girls were looking for it and were left heartbroken when Pedri shut them off completely after spending the night together. But he was the sweetest talker and it was so easy to fall into his trap, it was so lucky that you didn’t.

You finally arrived at the address Pedri texted you from Fermin’s phone about 20 minutes later and saw them waiting in the lobby of an apartment complex. They both had hoodies with sunglasses, if they were hoping to lay low this was really not it.

Pedri carefully laid Fermin in the backseat and got in the passenger side of your car. You didn’t even answer his hey and turned back to take a look at Fermin.

“Why would you drink this much?”

“Uh, I don’t think he can understand you at the moment” Pedri chimed in.

“And you! Why would you let him do this to himself?” you now pointed a finger at him.

“I wasn’t exactly with him while it happened.” he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck.

“Where were you? Oh” you said immediately knowing the answer.

“Did they at least sign NDA’s?” you asked slightly bitter. Although you tried your best to mask it with annoyance for Fermin’s state.

“Yeah yeah, Fernando’s handling it.”

It was the way he was so nonchalant that made your stomach turn. You turned the car on and started driving to Fermin’s place.

“Do you mind me putting on a song?” he asked after an uncomfortable silence and slightly nodded your head. He immediately connected to AUX and put on Bad Bunny.

After a minute Pedri started to silently sing along and you turned your head to his direction.

“You shaved.”

He was shocked you talked to him given the fact that you never did it if you weren’t forced to but quickly turned to look at you and scratched his chin.

“Yeah, it was getting hot.”

You turned your attention back to the road and answered, more to yourself.

“Well I liked it.”

“You did?” he asked with another shocked expression. Pedri sometimes assumed you didn’t even remember his name.

“Yeah well, it looked more mature but given your current state I think the childish look suits you better.” you chuckled and he joined you.

You didn’t even know why you told him you liked his bearded look, I mean you really really did but this was forbidden territory.

“I’m sorry you had to come to get us.” he said after another moment of silence.

“It’s alright. I didn’t have anything else to do and I couldn’t leave Fermin stranded.” you looked back at your best friend sleeping peacefully in the backseat.

“You really care about him.” he also looked back at the blond boy smiling.

“I do. He’s my best friend.”

The ride continued without another word from either of you and you finally pulled up to Fermin’s driveway.

You opened the back door and tried waking Fermin up but Pedri was quicker and got him up putting all his weight on himself and basically carried him in. You opened the door and let them in helping with Fermin’s bag while Pedri carried him upstairs to his room and came back a minute later. You were tidying up Fermin’s living room as he approached you.

“I think he’ll be fine.” he smiled.

“Thank you.” you said without glancing back at him expecting him to go crash in one of the guest rooms but he stayed still, making you realize for the first time in a year you were alone with none other than Pedri. Your body stiffened up and he noticed.

“Are you cold?”

“What?” you turned to him raising a brow.

“You’re shivering.” he motioned his head forward and had a sly smile on his face and your cheeks immediately burned with embarrassment. How could you possibly tell him it was because this was the first time they were alone (if you don’t count passed out Fermin upstairs) You were not cold in the slightest, actually your body was pretty hot.

“Uh yeah it’s chilly.” You tried your best to not look at him without being disrespectful, you didn’t want him to think you were a bitch just that you were his friend’s friend and that’s it.

“Do you need help with anything?” he asked bending down and picking an empty pizza box from the floor.

“No it’s okay, you can just go upstairs and rest.”

“I’m actually just gonna call an uber.”

“Uber?” you asked “You don’t have to do that you can stay here, Fermin wouldn’t mind.” you blabbered on but just as you shut up a voice in your head said maybe that’s not why he’s leaving. It’s still early, he’s not passed out drunk and he probably has many girls lined up waiting for a call.

“Or if you have somewhere to be, it totally cool.” you tried shrugging nonchalantly as if you didn’t care at all but probably failed. This conversation was becoming more and more difficult by the second.

“I have nowhere to be.” Pedri chuckled at your nervousness.

“Then you’re welcome to stay.” you once again turned to him for a second but that turned out to be a mistake on your part because Pedri was intensely watching your every move. Sometimes you wondered how many more people weren’t falling in love with him everyday, he could easily hold a meaningful eye contact every time your eyes met.

“What if we watched something?” he asked. “You love reality tv, right?”

You didn’t know what you were supposed to be more shocked about, the fact that he offered to watch something with you or that he knew your tv watching habits and stood still until you found the courage to speak up.

“Sure, why not?”

That’s how you ended up in this position with him, takeout boxes on the coffee table and sitting closely in the middle of Fermin’s l shaped sofa. Pedri could easily lay on the longer part as he already had his feet on that part but he opted to sit just next to you. Your thighs were centimeters apart and whenever he turned to you to laugh at something a cast member had said you’d feel his hot breath on your face. The setting felt too intimate for two people that were barely considered as friends yet alone one person with a pathetic little crush. You tried to ignore the feeling rising within you and tried your best to focus on the show but it was nearly impossible as Pedri once again made a comment about the sex drive the cast had and held your thigh in the process.

“I mean they have to be faking, this is too much even for me.” he laughed while your eyes were focused on his hand on your leg, you couldn’t even comprehend his comment for a second.

“Oh come on, you couldn’t even last a day there.” you teased having no control of your tongue. The comment was a surprise to both of you.

“You don’t think I can last a week without sex?” he raised an eyebrow smirking at you and you felt the tension in the air shift slightly.

“I don’t think you could last a day.”

“Now you’re being unfair.”

It was your turn to raise a brow being like ‘really?’

“I’m not that bad” he continued to defend himself but you weren’t convinced.

“Come on Pedri, I’ve heard the stories.”

“I’m perfectly capable of not doing anything with any girl for however long I want.” he looked around.

“Just look at us.” he motioned between you two and your eyes immediately turned to his hand still resting on your thigh. He retreated it slowly while awkwardly chucking. Even though you enjoyed the banter, the mention of you two brought back the awkward and painful feeling you had. Maybe he thought you were not hot enough to hit on.

Before you could answer you heard some noises from upstairs and went to check on Fermin. He was now up and in his en-suite crouched on the toilet ready to throw up.

“Y/N” he mumbled quietly and you bent down next to him.

“What did you even drink, my god Fermin you’re unbelievable.” you scolded the boy but this was you trying to be soft. He really shouldn’t put himself in these situations.

“What are you still doing here?” he asked trying to get out of your interrogation but you hesitated to answer.

“I- we were watching tv and had takeout.” you stammered and Fermin looked up at you with confusion.

“Who’s we?”

“Me and Pedri” you bit your lip because you knew what was coming.

“Y/N we’ve talked about this, you need to stay away from him.” Fermin said sounding exhausted both from his state and how many times he had to talk to you about Pedri.

“We’re just friends Fermin, he’s your friend too.” you said trying to end the conversation as quickly as possible.

“Yeah well I don’t wanna have sex with him.” you shushed him as fast as you could afraid that Pedri would hear it.

“Are you okay now?” you asked as Fermin stood up and washed his face.

“Yeah, I’ll be okay. Just gonna sleep it off.” he said as you were walking out to give him privacy. Just as you shut the door behind you you were faced with Pedri with a slight smirk on his face.

“Do you wanna have sex with me?”

You were stunned to say the least and couldn’t even muster a word just let out a nervous laugh.

“What?”

“I heard Fermin”

“Look Pedri I don’t know how much you heard but he’s out of his mind and was saying some extremely dumb stuff.” you tried to move past him but he placed a hand gently on your waist to prevent you from running away from this highly embarrassing situation and slowly leaned into your ear to whisper.

“You know Y/N, all you have to do is ask.” you could basically hear the smile he had on as he spoke and hated yourself for not being more calm and being as wet as you are

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ooh not sure about this one really but hope you enjoy loves💖

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Hi beautiful, are you ok? You could write where Gavi or Pedri (your preference) has a "best friend" who is really in love with him and purposely creates a situation where he is confused who to believe, leaving the hurt reader not wanting to see him for a while. It can be a anguish with a happy ending, please :) thank you.

Part 2 (Angsty Version)

Part 2 (Happy Version)

Warnings: Pretty long, some swear words, burns with coffee, angst, kinda asshole! Pepi. Don't really know about that😭💀 no proofread💀 I need to get better on the publishing time😭💀

Believe What You Want -P.G8

Summary: He doesn't know who to believe and you just can't take it.

Pedri knew about your non-liking towards his best friend, Victoria and often both of you had some exchange of words for it. But it wasn't your fault.

You were always nice and open to meet your boyfriend's family and close friends. She, being one of them. Nervous as fuck but you were positive to like all people around him, since you planned to stay by his side for a very very long time, only to be met with a eye rolling and a push on the shoulder from her part.

Since that very first moment you knew that a friendship with her would never work. In fact, it would never happen. And that little thought was proven correct when a few hours later you were both alone as the guys went to buy some food, she went ahead and told you how you and Pedri were never going to work, how he was only using you like a little toy and soon will be left forgotten, etc...

However, once the guys returned back, Pedri could read that something had happened while they were gone, you were serious, you weren't smiling as big as you were before and remained quiet most of the evening

Not only did he noticed that but the guys also did.

"Are you okay?" Adrián, his cousin asked you, you lifted your head to look at him and nodded softly

"Just a bit tired and with a headache" You murmured as they nodded understanding, they left you be for the rest of the evening but Pedri did knew you well.

"What's wrong?" He asked as soon as you both got into his car

"¿Qué?" (What?)

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong. Why would there be something wrong?"

"You're not tired and you don't have a headache either" He said as you sighed looking down at your lap, you could lie to everyone... To everyone but him. "Mírame, por favor, bonita" (Look at me, sweetheart, please) You didn't so he sighed and with his hand pulled your chin up to meet his eyes "What's wrong?"

You stayed quiet for a few seconds before you took a deep breath "Victoria... She- I'm pretty sure she doesn't like me" You tight-lipped smiled

"She's difficult at the beggining but once she gets confidence and spends more time with you, she changes" You shook your head

"I don't think so, Pedro..." You sighed "She said some things about our relationship" He furrowed his eyebrows

"Like?"

"Like... You were only playing with me like a little girl with a doll and that once you get tired of me you'll throw me away, that things between us will not last... You want me to keep going?" Pedri stood still for a few seconds before laughing softly and shaking his head

"She probably was testing you. She also adores making jokes"

"That seemed pretty real to me, Pedro"

"She was just joking. She often does that when one of us brings a girl around, to see if she's good or worth... If you didn't screamed back at her then you passed her test"

"Yes but she wasn't joking"

"Relax, bonita. You'll soon see she opens up to you"

You pushed his hand out of your chin and rested your head into the window, both of your hands crossing around your chest. You shook your head

"Can you take me home, please?"

"I thought you were staying with me tonight?"

"Wanna go home, be with my dog and alone for a little while" You said softly not looking at him but rather looking at the houses that were in his friend's villa

"Are you mad?"

"I am tired and want to be with my dog"

"We can go pick her up and-"

"In my house" Pedri sighed nodding and put his hand on your tight but you crossed your legs before he could touch you. He got the hint and pushed his hand into his lap

"Entiendo" (Got it)

The rest of the drive was silent with only the radio playing up. Your chest was tight and all you wanted was your boyfriend to be at your side and not simply brushing it off

"¿Cómo puedo arreglarlo?" (How can I fix it?) He said right after he parked at the front of your house; you shrugged your shoulders

"Don't know" You sighed "As much as Victoria might love each and every single one of you, guys... I can assure you that what she said to me today and the way she said it, it wasn't a joke" You said "I'm a girl and I have a male best friend too. But I wouldn't say those kind of stuffs just as a friend or to see if she's worth and good for him" You shook your head "Es más, ni siquiera le diría algo de ese estilo a ella" (I wouldn't even tell her something like that)

"She likes you" You said after a few more seconds "And that's it"

"Mi vida, please-"

"I'm not making anything up" For the first time you looked at him "I'm a girl, I know things only a girl can. She likes you, Pedro"

"But I don't like her"

"Then let her know that" You said taking off the seatbelt, you grabbed his face and kissed his cheek, feeling his low stubble on your lips "Te quiero, guapo" You said softly and without the happy emotion you always carry when around your guy.

"Y yo a ti, bonita" He kissed the palm of your hand "I'm sorry for her, I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable because of it. I'll talk to her" You nod before getting out of the car "See you tomorrow?" You nod your head

"See you"

Your second meeting with Victoria was pretty normal but you could guess that she didn't wanted to make a bad impression with Pedri around and the fact he was eyeing both of you up and down, all of your expressions and acts, could've pulled her back a little bit.

"I was just joking!" She exclaimed a little too loud on your ear as you grimaced lightly "Sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable, it's just a little something I like to do!"

"Yes, well... It's not nice, please don't do it" Her response was an eye roll

"You're boring, girly" She said laughing as you tight smiled "Pepi, come on! We gotta show who the masters are!" And with that she took Pedri's hand and dragged him with her to play some ping pong against Adrián and Jesús (one of Pedri's friends)

The third one was your least favorite, you were on your way to the Ciutat Esportiva to pick Pedri up but first you went ahead and grabbed some coffe and pastries for the two of you to eat on your way home.

You were done with your order and were actually waiting for your two cups of coffee

"Be careful, miss" The girl said smiling softly "It's really hot"

"Thank you, I got it" You smiled and gave her a tip "Have a nice day"

She smiled back at you and once you were in the middle of walking out of the shop, you saw a woman come up to you and once you realized who it was, you felt your coffee being poured all over your front

"¡Puta madre, joder!" You screamed out in pain as people gasped and the same girl who attended you came rushing to you

"Miss what happend?" You couldn't speak at the tremendous pain you felt

"Some girl pushed her coffee up to her" A little boy said as you tried not to cry

"¡Cambiadle la ropa, ya!" (Change her clothes, now!) A woman said worried

"I got a spare shirt" A guy said going out running

"Échale un poco de agua fría" (Put her some cold water) An old man said

"Do you know who she was? Why would that girl do that?" The same girl asked worried taking you inside

"My boyfriend best friend's" You replied hissing feeling the cold water she was putting on you run down your body, it was both relaxing and painful "She hates me"

"Did you do something to her?"

"Date the guy she's in love with"

...

"Amor, if you couldn't pick me up, you could've told me" Pedri said once you got inside your house "I had to grab a cab since everyone left earli-¿Qué mierdas te pasó?" (What the hell happened?)

"Victoria, happened" You replied angrily "I was on my way to pick you up and I stopped at that little coffee shop we always go. She was there too and she poured on me my two cups of hot coffee, I had to go to the hospital to give me something for the burns"

"Oh my god"

"What?" You asked

"I can't believe you"

"Huh?"

"Victoria was all day long with the guys... I just ended a facetime with them"

"No, she wasn't. I'm not blind, Pedro. I know how her face is, I know how she looks like and I know what happened" You replied angry, you were angry at the fact he wasn't believing you "I don't have any reasons to hate her. She, on the other hand, does"

"She doesn't like me. I talked to her. It's crazy"

"No it isn't, Pedro. Otherwise, why the hell she would have dropped boiling coffee on me? Because she was testing me to see if I'm good or worthy for you?"

"I'm not up for this"

"You're not up for anything related to her lately"

"It's just something nonsense, Y/N! ¡Ella es única y solamente mi mejor amiga! ¡No tenemos sentimientos románticos, ni por su parte ni por la mía!" (We have no romantic feelings, neither on her part nor on mine!)

"Leave"

"What?"

"You're not up for this and you think I'm speaking nonsense, you can leave"

"She's not like that"

"And I'm not a liar, Pedro. I don't go around to get in trouble with people and you should know it. We've been together for a whole year and I have never lied to you. Not even once. I don't have anything against her but she does have something against me and if you can't see it then leave, but don't make me look as if I'm crazy because I'm not"

"Who's hoodie is this?"

"What?"

"This isn't mine and surely isn't yours. Who's this?"

"A guy offered me his hoodie, my shirt was drenched in coffee and if I stayed in it the only thing it would do was burn me more and I can't walk around the streets of Barcelona in bra, so I took it"

"Sure" He said nodding but you knew he didn't believed it

"I'm not lying, Pedro!"

"You're not lying, got it. But you want me to believe the person I have met since I was 10, the person who has supported me through everything is hurting the one I love the most?"

"Yes, because that's exactly what's happening!"

"You're unbelievable" Pedri shook his head "She's not like that, she wouldn't hurt the one I love the most! She's my friend, friends who are happy with each others happiness and she knows you're mine"

"But she doesn't want me to be your happiness, she wants to be your happiness. You're too oblivious to notice it!"

"I'll take up on your advice, we'll talk once you're calm"

"I can't be calm!"

"Nos vemos" (See you later)

You laughed in disbelief and shook your head. Your turned around to see Felicity, your black cream dachshund of two years laid on the couch who once heard the door closing started barking and surprisingly started to pull the space next to her. You smiled forgetting for a few seconds of your anger.

"Don't fall in love with any boy, yes?" You said to her petting her as she crawled on top of your lap "You do know how to make me feel better, Feli" She licked your clothed chest and smell it repeatedly "Mommy got burn" You took off the hoodie, your bare chest in the air.

Your bra was also drenched, the doctor who took care of you told you it was better if you took it off, she recommended you some creams and gave you a recipe to follow so the burning marks could fade away quickly.

You sighed and sad smiled when your little girl licked at your stomach "Mommy will go and take a shower. Will you help me with the creams? Or will you make some dinner?" She looked at you "Or how about I do both?" She barked and you smiled "Girls night"

...

"Fer, I'm not going" You said shaking your head over the phone, even though he couldn't see you

"Come on, it's my birthday"

"I'm going to sound like a proper bitch but I'm glad"

"You did sound like a bitch"

"Pedri will be there and you two share the same group of friends, so it's more than obvious she'll be there. I'm not going"

"Come on, Y/N/N" Fer said "I will not leave you alone for a single minute but you need to come. I need my sis"

"I'm not sure if I'm still being your sister-in-law after everything"

"You'll be my sis one way or another. Although I'd love both" You laughed lightly "I'm not saying he's right and I'm not saying you're completely right. But eventually you two need to talk about this, you guys love each other more than anything. You can do this, you can fix this"

"I don't think we can fix it, not this time"

"You always can" Fer said as you sighed "He's been a mess without you, he's not himself"

"He has his best friend to help him with that"

"He doesn't need a best friend, he needs to open his eyes and see the right thing before it's too late" Silence went over the line before he spoke up again "You may have fight, ugly ones... But you always make it out. Love and communication it's your guys thing"

"Things change, Fer. You know?"

"Not you guys" You shook your head

"Everything can" You both fell silent before Fer sighed

"Please come. If you don't want to talk to him, don't. Just be there for me. I won't lose my friendship with you"

"If you ever leave my side even if it's just for one second, I'll kick you where the sun doesn't shine, González"

"Deal" You heard the smile on his face "I'll pick you up tomorrow at 5"

What were you getting yourself into?

...

"Long time not to see you, missy" Adrián said as you stepped outside their backyard. You smiled softly opening your arms to hug him, you hissed softly when he hugged you tighter, the fabric of your shirt started to hurt on your aching chest "Sorry, Fer told us you got burnt" You smile softly shaking your head

"It's fine. I'm good now" Adrián tight smiled before rubbing your shoulders a few times making you laugh

His girlfriend, Anabella came and hugged you as well and soon the guys were greeting you with smiles, hugs and jokes. Until you got to Pedri.

"Hola" He said softly

"Hola" You said

"Didn't know you were going to be here today"

"Neither did I" You admitted "I was planning to make up some excuse but Fer didn't have it" Pedro smiled softly

"Glad he didn't" You hummed softly crossing your arms over your chest "How are you?" You sighed

"Been better" You said "You?"

"Awful" You looked at him softly "I missed you... A lot"

"I missed you too, Pepi" You said "A lot as well"

Four days you had not speaking to each other, no calls, a few texts but in the end a few texts meant nothing with everything it had to be said...

"I'm sorry" He said after a few seconds. You sighed and hugged him tightly not really caring about the ache this time

"We need to talk" You said and it was his turn to sigh before hugging your waist tightly "We need to fix us because we can't keep going this way, I love you too much to let you go"

"Glad to know we are on the same page though..." You smiled inhaling his scent "We do need to fix us. I don't want us like this" That's all he said and after a few seconds of hugging, you separated enough from him to join your foreheads

"Shall we go home after this party? We can talk in peace and be just you and me" He nodded

"That's nice" He smiled softly "Can we go now?" His comment made you laugh "I really really want to fix things between us"

"As much as I want to, we can't. We can't just leave your brother"

"Bueno, pero que él es bastante mayorcito para cuidarse solo" (Well, but he is old enough to take care of himself)

"It doesn't matter. I'm here because of him. I wasn't going to come here, Pedro"

He sighed before nodding "Can we leave a bit early tho?" You smiled nodding.

"That we can"

"After singing Happy Birthday?" You nod

"Most likely"

"Fer! I'm kinda hungry for that pineapple cake, don't you want to sing happy birthday now?" You hit his bicep lightly as you both laugh

"Don't pay any attention to this guy, Fer. Enjoy your evening" You smiled softly "And you stop. I'm also nervous and excited at the same time but stop and let's enjoy this evening before we talk, it's something pretty serious" Pedri nods

"How are you?"

"I told you I've been better"

"I don't mean emotionally this time. I meant physically. How are the burns?"

"Hopefully if I follow each and every single thing doctor days, there will be no visible scars"

"Are they pretty bad?"

"Let's say half and half" You shrugged

"I'm sorry about how I reacted with the hoodie thing" Pedro looked down "I should be grateful someone who didn't know you took care of you. And mostly with something as dangerous as boiling coffee is"

And it was all thanks to your amiga. You wanted to say bit bite your tongue back

"Yes, well... We can forget about that for now" You hummed "What are you drinking?"

"Apple juice" You nod

"I'll be needing some alcohol for this day; I'll better go and look for some"

"You'll need it?" You shrugged

"I don't know why I have this weird feeling and I just-" You said brushing it off going to the kitchen where Adrián's girlfriend, Anabella, was there serving herself something "Can you give me a glass of whatever you're drinking?"

"Something's up? You never drin- well... You don't drink hard things"

"I think I'll need it today"

...

Two hours into the party and not Fer nor Pedri have left your side. It seemed like both brothers were synchronized. You were having a good time and kinda were glad you had come.

Until it happened.

Your third vase of the night was empty and you stood up to make yourself a refill, you thought you were alone in the kitchen and once you pulled the glass container out of the fridge, you yelped seeing Victoria in front of you.

"Why are you here?" She said but you ignored her "I'm asking you something"

"And I'm deciding not to answer it" You simply said making your drink

"I don't want you here" ... "You better leave Pedri alone"

"He didn't asked me to come" You said looking at her "I'm here for Fer" You grabbed your drink and took a sip of it

"You're still distracting him"

"So...?" You asked "Look, I don't like you and you don't like me. We know that. Let's stay in our own sides..."

"I'll stay quier after you break up with him"

"Amor" You heard Pedri speak, you turned around towards the sound of his voice but soon felt your hand being yanked

"Why did you do that?!" Victoria yelled as you looked in shock at your drink on her

"Why did you do that?!" You replied

"Wha the hell?" Both of your heads turned towards the voice... Pedri. "What just happened?"

"Y/N throw her drink at me!"

"I did not! You did it by yourself!"

"Why would I do that? On myself? And if I did, why you have the vase?" She almost fake cried

"Because I was making my own drink!"

"Y/N" You heard Pedri and you looked at him shaking your head

"No. You gotta believe me, Pedro. I didn't do it, she did it by herself. She grabbed my arm when she heard your voice and pulled on it"

You saw him looking in between the two of you, the doubt clear on his eyes

"Victoria" He said

"I wouldn't throw on myself some drink just to get your attention. It was clearly her own doing, you have been telling me she's been making up some stuffs about me! She's clearly wanting you to hate me since we met each other"

"You know that's not true, mi vida. I have never lied to you, not once. Please, Pedro, you've got to believe me..."

"How will he believe you when you made up an absurd story about me throwing coffe on you"

"It's not an absurd story, it's true, you- why am I talking to you? Pedro, please" You looked back at him "You and I both know I don't have the best creativity to create something like this" You shook your head "Please" Your voice cracked

Pedro shook his head after a few seconds, a tear fell from his eye. "You have the vase on your hand and you've been saying all these things..." He started and your heart fell

"No. Yo no soy así, tú lo sabes." (I'm not like that, you know it)

"¿Lo sé?" (Do I?) He shook his head "La tú de estos útlimos días no son la tú de la cual me enamoré" (The you from these past few days aren't the you I fell in love with)

His words slapped you. Hard.

"Pedro, por favor... No tengo ningún motivo para odiarla, para lastimarla o perjudicarle de algún modo. Es ella quien a iniciado todo esto" (Pedro, please. I have no reason to hate her, to hurt her, or harm her in any way. It is she who started all this)

"Because I love him?" She said "He's only my best friend. You made up the in love things" She shook her head "You, on the other hand, had to make up some lame excuse for using another guy's hoodie"

"Hey" You said stepping forward "Mírame" (Look at me) He looked into your eyes "Please, tell me you believe me" His gaze fell "Pedro..."

"It's Pedri" He said "Only my friends and family can call me that"

You stumbled backwards

"Are you really going to do this?"

"You did it first"

You looked at him, at the love of your life, your stomach fell to the ground and you were holding back the tears. Your head was spinning and you couldn't believe it. Not coming from him.

You looked at her, who had a little smile on her face. She got what she wanted. "You won" You said and you saw how her head lifted up a bit while yours went down, hurt. You returned your look to, your now, exboyfriend.

"I really hope you never know the truth" You said sniffing "Take care, Pedri"

And with that you left the vase on the counter and walked out of the González's brothers house.

As soon as your body met the Barcelona air, your tears flew down your cheeks and you pushed your hand out for the first cab that passed on the streets.

Your forever looked like it was just words now. That night you cried yourself to sleep feeling hurt, betrayed and lonely.

... 7 days later ...

"Hey bro" Fer called out Pedri who was laid in his bedroom more than always "Everything good?"

"Not completely"

Fer sat next to Pedri and patted his thigh "Venga, vamos. Habla" (Speak)

Pedri didn't said anything. Words couldn't come out of his mouth and describe his feelings.

"A ver... What's wrong, Pedro? I won't ask again..." Pedro shook his head shrugging his shoulders

"We all know you guys broke up, the why it's still a mystery" Adrián said "In fact, the breakup itself it's a shock for all of us but it was your relationship"

Pedro sighed and closed his eyes... Images of you ran in his mind, he opened his eyes and ran his hands through his hair

"I haven't seen Victoria either which is pretty weird considering how in love is she with you and doesn't let you be" Jesús said

"What?"

"¿Qué de qué?" (What? What?)

"Victoria isn't in love with me"

"Oh no, she is. Please, don't tell me you didn't knew" Jesús laughed "It was painfully obvious. And the fact you are head over heels with Y/N, doesn't make Victoria happiest at all"

Pedri stood up

"What do you mean?" He asked with fear in his voice

"She was really mad about it, she conforted Y/N, poor girl was just trying to ignore her"

"Were you there?" Pedro asked

"I overheard them speaking that night at Fer's birthday. Victoria was going on about you and her, that your things with Y/N would end up soon... Those kind"

Pedri's mind was racing in fear and agony.

"No" He whispered

I had it in front of me all this time along.

"Is there any possibility for Victoria to have made those burns in Y/N's skin?"

"Well, it can be... She got out of the house around noon so..." Pedri's eyes clicked up like lightning all the dots were connecting by your side.

You were right. All this time you were.

He had been too stupid to realize that "No" He whispered once more

"What's up, dude?"

"I fucked up bro. Big one"

The only thing Pedri could do now, was pray, pray and hope for him not to be so late.

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Taglist: @gaviypedrisbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

[spidybaby]

SPIDYBABY MASTERLIST

♧ sensitive topic

♤ angst

♡ flufl

Kylian Mbappé

Not Important ♤

You get jealous at the new PSG intern and how much she's trying to get the attention of your boyfriend, but he makes sure you know he's all yours.

Be quiet, please ♡

Kylian got a little too drunk and decided to share some information he isn't supposed to.

Now you be quiet, please ♡

After the events of last night, Fayza chooses to make Kylian pay for his words.

She | part I

You can't put the pieces of a broken plate back together and expect it to be alright.

She | part II

A long talk and a match can be the start to a change between Kylian and you.

Tea Party ♤♡

All it takes for you to fix your problems is a tea party.

Gold Digger ♤

A lost item at the airport and a miscommunication can be the end of your relationship.

Gold Digger | Part Two ♤

A broken plate can't be fixed.

Gold Digger | Part Three (Ending) ♡

Feeling fearful and insecure about the future after a downfall is what kept you away.

Stressed ♤

When he's stressed and worried about work, that's the only thing on his mind.

I do... do I? ♤♡

The stress of planning a wedding makes you re-think everything.

Flowers ♡

Who would have thought some flowers can make that much drama.

The "A" Team ♡

Kylian needs your help to get out of an awkward situation.

Dull Shine ♤♧

The circumstances might have dulled the shine she had. Feeling empty even with his company.

Dull Shine | Part Two ♡♧

An advice and looking into the mirror makes Kylian understand why you left.

Mama's boy ♡♤

Kylian convinced himself that his mother liked you, but when she openly rejects you in front of him, he has to choose which side to be.

A trusting matter ♤♡

A confession makes Kylian think you have no trust in him. Making him feel shamed and almost breaking your relationship.

Leaked ♤

A few leaked pictures revealed the truth about your relationship.

Leaked | Part Two ♤

Kylian realized he made a mistake with you. Sadly, it was a little too late.

Blubs:

ONE

TWO

PEDRI

New Streets ♡

Trying to find your way into the streets of Barcelona by yourself for the first time is harder than you expected.

Family Night ♡

Homemade pizza and a uno game are the perfect combination if you want to meet your in laws.

Begin Again | Part one ♤

Secrets can't be held forever. Specifically, not the one you keep from him.

Begin Again | Part Two ♤

After your son was born, your friend made you realize how much you were wrong for hiding him from Pedro.

Begin Again | Part Three ♤

Back to the start to fix the broken pieces just to find that you can get what you always dreamed.

Begin Again | Part Four ♤

It's all about the hating, the loving and the healing... but in that order?

Begin Again | Part Five ♡

I've been spending the last few months thinking all love ever does is break, burn, and end, but when I look at you shining eyes, I watch it Begin Again.

B.A - Extra (one shot) ♡

Pedri takes Polo to a Father-Son day with the team.

Party Killer ♧

A girls' night gone wrong while your boyfriend is away.

Pedri the type, 2

A compilation of the type of boyfriend I think Pedri would be.

Baecation ♡

Your boyfriend family loves the way your relationship is, always taking care of each other.

The Tour (part II of Baecation) ♡

A glimpse of the little moment you share with your boyfriend while on Tour.

Golden Child ♤

You're Pablo's older sister. Even tho you don't have a good relationship, you help him during his injury and find yourself getting involved with Pedri.

Golden Child | Part Two ♤

Your brother finds out about your relationship with his best friend, while everyone learns the truth about your family..

Golden Child | Part Three ♡

As your relationship with Pedro progresses, the relationship you have with your brother is in a limbo.

Bad Kind of Butterflies ♤

Pedri let the insecurities of his friend become his own. Ruining his own relationship and friendship.

Bad Kind of Butterflies | Part Two ♡♤

Pedri regrets his actions and tries to get back to you.

Not The Romantic Type ♤♡

You tried to give him as many chances as you could. But when he keeps choosing other people over you, you are done.

NTRT | Part Two ♡♤

NTRT | Part Three ♡

Water girl ♡♤

The team doesn't know you're Xavi's daughter until Pedri and you begin a relationshp and everything comes to light.

Sad Beautiful Tragic ♤

Pedri is the picture-perfect boyfriend in front of the cameras and others, but not everything that shines is gold.

We Never Go Out Style ♡

Pedri agrees to let you be his stylist for the day and change his wardrobe for the better.

Canceled Flight ♡

Pedri and you never expected that a canceled flight was going to make you label your relationship.

Delicate | Part One ♤♡

A bad reputation, one contract, a very stubborn singer and a calm footballer was the perfect mix for disaster.

Jealous Mind ♤♡

Pedri gets jealous when he overhears someone saying his best friend likes you.

Blubs:

ONE

TWO

GAVI

Gavi the type ♡

A compilation of the type of boyfriend I think Gavi would be.

Our song ♡

Gavi surprise you after your win at the vmas.

Valentine's Day through the years ♡

A little late Valentine's Day gift from me to you

Forgive you, for what? ♤♡

After the release of your new song, people start to make rumors about your relationship, making Gavi feel uncomfortable. (Singer!Reader)

Footnote ♤

Love doesn't always go both ways

Footnote | Part Two ♤

After you close the chapter of him in your life, he will open your chapter to keep writing on it, hoping you would let him do it.

Footnote | Part Three ♤♡

After you moved out of Barcelona, you returned to find yourself again. Pablo finds out and wants to make amends with you.

Birthday Twin ♡

Pablo and you share your birthday date, and you two plan a surprise for each other.

Seat 332 ♤

The seat he always reserved for you, it's now hers.

Ferran Torres

Seat 332 | Part Two ♤

The time apart and the difference between his past life and his present makes Gavi realize that he lost.

Coming soon

Jude Bellingham

Coming soon

Last updated: 23/10/24

[loviingpedri]

Did You Know I Loved You?

prompt: pedri never forgot you

warnings: cursing, grammar issues. all pictures used are not owned by me. not proofread.

word count: 1735

angst, some fluff

dedicated to all my pedri girlies <3

pedri and you were inseparable. from the day you walked into his parents' restaurant, the air suddenly changed. the town seemed to sparkle in tenerife when you two were exploring the island.

"let's play football," pedri slowly kicked the ball to you.

"it's so hot outside though," you groaned at the thought of kicking a ball in the burning sun.

"pleaseee, i wanna practice just for a little bit." you knew you couldn't say no to him. the decision ended up leaving you playing with him until the moon smiled at the duo.

little did you know, the moon never smiled and the sun never glistened after that day.

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“so what? you’re just gonna leave?” you shouted at pedri in disbelief.

“i can do what i want. you can’t control my decisions for the rest of my life,” he sighed and sat down to control his thoughts. “you knew this was gonna happen. i need to grow my career. i wanted to be in a work environment which i enjoyed. just don’t be so self-centered right now.”

“im self-centered? i didn’t even get a warning you would leave to this big city. you knew for weeks. fer knew for weeks. you said i was your family pedro, and family doesn’t hide things from each other.” the yelling echoed through the house. it was a situation that would never be fixed.

“i cant just tell my best friend that i’m leaving in 2 weeks. it would ruin everything. if you knew, you would’ve changed my mind and i wouldn’t be successful for anything.”

“pedro gonzalez, think for one fucking second. you kept a secret that could’ve changed everything. the moments we had together could’ve been more important than anything. i just needed one warning and this wouldn’t be happening. i don’t give a shit that you want to continue your passion. all i always wanted was for us to be happy.” it took everything in your power to not leave the house after you completely lashed out on him.

you knew deep down you didn’t want him to go because he was your first love. he was your first kiss, first friend, and first person to even talk to you in tenerife. you didn’t know who he was gonna see. you sure did not want him to talk to rich girls blinged out with their designer bags. you were scared shitless of how life would be without him. he was the only person who knew everything about you and what you should do in anxious situations.

then, the tears came. would he visit you? would he ever speak to you? would he write or text you? would you ever see him again? will there be time for the two of you to be together again.

“why are you crying? come on, its not that big of a deal.” he huffed loudly, shaking his head in stress that this was not the way this was suppose to happen.

“pedri, you are leaving to the city. i dont even know if i’ll ever get into contact with you anymore. you’ll have new friends, new people to worry about, and probably gonna knock someone up while you’re at it. can’t you just let me process this for one second.” and that’s when you made a mistake. doubting pedri was never a good idea. especially about the people he loved. especially when it came from the person who he loves the most.

pedri got up and looked at you for one last time. unexpectedly, he walked out the door without a word. you sat there in tears, debating to chase him or just let him go. the sobs fully came out.

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2 years had passed since he left. everyday, he thought about you. “what would y/n do? what would y/n say?” he questioned his decisions by following your mindset everyday. he begged his brother to tell how you were doing. never a word budged from fer since the huge fallout spread throughout the city.

tenerife was never the same. since both lost communication, it felt like the island itself was hopeless.

you, continued to push yourself through school. showing everyone that you would do well without him was your motivation. you’ve worked so hard to prove yourself to people that you had a job offer in barcelona.

of course, you accepted the job. people were upset that their beautiful youngin was finally moving on in life. moving into your modern apartment was like a fever dream. you’ve had your doubts, but it was definitely worth it. everyday, there would be news of pedri. pedri, barcelona’s best midfielder. pedri, one of the best young players in the world. pedri, the guy who gets every spanish girl all over him. hell, a video of him was going viral for taking a girl’s number and putting it into his pocket. obviously, it was implied that he would never have a single thought about you. fuck, it was stupid to even try to reach out for him.

after sitting in your living room while trying to find something to entertain yourself that wasn’t pedri related, you decided to go out for once. there seemed so much to do in the city instead of being lazy at home. walking for ages in the wind, you finally found a small cafe to rest. ordering your latte and sitting down, your thoughts were interrupted by a boy.

“excuse me, are you y/n?” said a boy that was not too much younger than you.

“yes i am,” you nodded your head slowly before taking a slow sip. it was a little awkward considering he looked at you in shock.

“i’m sorry. i’m pablo gavi. or known as gavi. you’re the person on pedri’s lock screen. he always talks about you during practice. holy shit, i never thought i would meet you. are you visiting him?”

what the fuck just happened. pedri still remembers me? why am i his lock screen? why does he talk about me? what does he say? for a moment, you sat there trying to understand what he said. gavi, confused on why you’re frozen in time, waved his hand in front of your face to make sure you’re okay.

“oh no, i’m not visiting. pedri and i don’t really talk anymore,” you shook your head and forced a little smile. only to ease the tension of gavi’s then saddened look.

“that’s weird. he talks about you like you’re his girlfriend or something. i thought you were doing long distance,” he shrugged his shoulders. “maybe you should visit camp nou. i think he’ll be happy to see you.”

quickly, you rejected his offer. “oh no, we exactly didn’t end off our friendship in the best terms. i think it’s better if we just don’t see each other again.”

“i insist. i’ll give you my number and i’ll text you all the details.” he took his arm giving you his phone. you bowed your head in defeat and put your phone number in.

unfortunately, everyone’s eyes had been on you and gavi.

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the next morning, your phone was blown up in notifications. your best friend constantly texting you on how you’re viral on twitter. paparazzi snapped pictures of your interaction with gavi.

“fuck.” you mumbled before groaning in defeat. you knew you had faced defeat in keeping a low-profile.

gavi, you knew, was for sure fucked. if pedri had seen the pictures, he was definitely getting beat up.

during practice, gavi kept his best to avoid his best friend. when pedri came up to him, he quickly turned pale.

“what’s wrong with you? you look like you’ve seen a ghost.” pedri patted him on his back with a small laugh. gavi sighed in relief. he’s glad to have all his teeth and no black eye before the game.

“yeah, i’m fine.” and that’s when everything wasn’t. balde came up to him, rubbing his head and patting him.

“so, who’s the new girl? it’s all over the internet and not a word from you.” fuck you balde was the first thought that came to gavi’s head. gavi’s head was pounding. he didnt know what to say, how to react, or what to do.

“wow gavi. what other secrets are you keeping from us. let me see the picture balde.” pedri laughed even harder from the thought of gavi even approaching a girl. at that moment, gavi had to remind himself that he wasn’t 9 anymore. he couldn’t just simply run and cry his way out of this. luckily, balde only showed pedri the picture from the window. when you were facing towards him and could only see him offering his phone. gavi’s blood started to circulate again and his heart rate slowed.

“i cant really see her face, but she looks so familiar to me.” well no shit jackass. that was the girl you’ve been in love with since second grade. in fact, she’s sitting on the side waiting for you.

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your heart was about to jump out in any second. you sat there for two hours for them to be finished with training. each time pedri walked towards your direction, your nerves would start running around. luckily, he didnt see you a single time.

gavi texted you from the locker room that he was coming towards your direction. you never expected this to be happening. you were debating to run away, but your feet forced you to stay. you knew your mind was fighting to hate him, yet your heart convinced you to see him. even if it was the last time. finally, you heard footsteps coming.

pedri was wiping the sweat off his face. he came to a full stop. he thought he was hallucinating. he thought it was a dream. he stared at you for which felt like minutes. admiring your facial features, you sat there frozen. it was harder to read his facial expressions now. did he want you to leave? did he want you there? why isn’t he saying anything?

what felt like years, he started walking towards you. again, your nerves were still jumping. eventually, he made his way in front of you. suddenly, he smiled.

“holy shit you’re beautiful.” the state of confusion turned into love with one simple kiss. your lips connecting made the world happier. the air cleared. the atmosphere was different.

it felt peaceful.

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author’s note: hi everyone! i’m so glad you enjoyed my first story let’s be tourists. this is my second time i’m writing on tumblr, so im still getting use to it. i will be taking requests once i figure out how to set it up. please let me know if you have any suggestions on what i could improve on. thank you for all of the support !!! <3

[axlerica]

CANARY ISLAND ~ PART 3

PART 2 HERE

Rosy gently placed a hand on Y/N's shoulder, offering comfort and understanding. She spoke softly to Y/N, "You know, Pedri has always been very protective of his family. He loves them deeply, and sometimes that protective instinct can make him react strongly in situations like this."

Y/N nodded, her eyes still filled with tears. "I get that, but why doesn't he trust me?" She sighed, continuing, "I would never do anything to hurt Fer or anyone in his family. I love Fer like he's my own brother. He even told me about his peanut allergy when we used to cook together. I would never forget something like that."

Rosy patted Y/N's back gently, reassuring her, "I know you wouldn't, cariño. But sometimes misunderstandings happen, and people's emotions get the best of them. Let's give Pedri some time to cool down, and then I'll talk to him and try to sort things out."

Rosy went back to the living room, where Pedri, Fer, and Isabela were sitting together. She approached Pedri and asked if she could talk to him alone.

Pedri, still upset, replied, “No, Mami, if you want to talk about her, I don’t want to talk about it.” Fer, concerned, chimed in, “Don’t you think you’re being a little harsh on her? People make mistakes, and she might not have intended any harm.” Pedri defended his stance, saying, “She doesn’t want to admit her fault and tried to blame someone else. How can I not be mad at her? All she needs to do is admit it, and I would forgive her.

Fer, replied, "You should talk to her, bro. It wasn't nice how you treated her. You shouted at her in front of all of us, and she must've felt really embarrassed."

Pedri, feeling angry, didn't listen to Fer's suggestion. He just went to his room and didn't try to talk to Y/N.

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When it was getting dark, Y/N went to Pedri's room because she needed to get her clothes and take a shower. As she opened the door, she saw that Pedri was napping. He woke up when she came in, but he didn't want to look at her. So, he grunted and quickly covered his face with a blanket to avoid seeing her.

Y/N noticed Pedri's reaction, and even though it hurt her, she held back her tears. She quietly grabbed her clothes and left his room, heading back to the guest room with a heavy heart.

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The next day, Pedri went out with Isabela to hang out and explore the island without even telling Y/N. Confused and worried, Y/N texted him, asking where he was, but he didn't reply. It seemed like he was giving her the silent treatment.

When Pedri returned home with Isabela, Y/N approached him, feeling the need to have a private conversation. She gently took his hand and asked with concern.

Y/N: "Pedro, why are you treating me like this? You went out with her, and you didn't even let me know where you were. Please, Pedro, what's going on?"

Pedri replied with a simple “I don’t know” and then ignored Y/N, walking away and heading to the living room.

Isabela approached her with a malicious grin.

Isabela: “You poor thing, he doesn’t care about you now. Maybe it’s better for you to leave.”

Y/N wasn’t about to back down and confronted Isabela with a burning question.

Y/N: “It was you, wasn’t it? You’re the one who put the peanut in Fer’s drink, right?”

Isabela laughed dismissively.

Isabela: “You don’t have any proof. Besides, don’t you get it? Pedri won’t trust you. You’re just the ‘girlfriend.’ Don’t you know girlfriends come and go? It’s just a matter of time before he breaks up with you, and then who’s going to be by his side? Me. We’ve known each other for so long, and he trusts me more than you.”

Y/N:“You crazy bitch!! Why are you doing this? You won’t get away with it!”

Isabela, in an attempt to be dramatic, slapped herself and shouted, “OWWW!”

Pedri, hearing the scream, rushed over to them, concerned about what had just happened. Isabela, with her hand on her face, pretended to cry as she spoke to Pedri.

Isabela: (faking tears) "Pedro, your girlfriend slapped me because she wants me to admit that I put peanut in Fer's drink."

She was trying to manipulate the situation and turn it against Y/N.

Y/N: “What? No! I didn’t slap you! Are you crazy? When did I say that? Pedro, you have to trust me. I did not slap her at all. She did it by herself. I would never do something like that.”

Isabela kept on pretending to cry and said, "She told me to admit it. I told her I didn't do it, but she just made me say it. When I said no, she slapped me." She was trying to make it sound like Y/N had done something wrong.

Y/N, feeling frustrated by Isabela’s false story, confronted her.

Y/N: “What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you making up that story? Pedro, I swear to God I didn’t slap her at all!”

Pedri, still not convinced by Y/N’s words, shouted in frustration.

Pedri: “God, what is wrong with you, Y/N? Why did you slap my friend? First Fer, now Isabela? You’ve gone too far this time!”

Y/N, shocked and hurt by Pedri’s lack of trust, tried to hold back her tears as she spoke.

Y/N: “Oh God, Pedro, you actually believed her over me? I’m your girlfriend, I would never lie to you or even hurt the people you love. You know that. I told you I did nothing. It wasn’t me, and you didn’t trust me. You blatantly ignored me.”

Pedri: "It's Pedri."

Y/N: "Huh? Wh.. what? What do you mean?”

Pedri : "My name. You can call me Pedri. Only my family and close friends call me Pedro. For you, it's Pedri now."

Y/N: “Are you fucking kidding me right now? Seriously?Why are you doing this to me? After everything we’ve been through, and you still don’t trust me?”

Pedri: “Get out. Just get out. I don’t wanna see your face again. You went too far this time. You hurt my family and my friend. They were right about you. Who are we kidding with this relationship? We don’t even speak the same language. You don’t fit in here. And I don’t think you will. This is not your place. We are not meant to be together. Just get out.”

Y/N, shocked and in tears, choked out her response.

Y/N: "Wow. Ok. If that's how you really feel... then….okay."

She swiftly grabbed her sweater and, walked away from the house.

As soon as Y/N stepped out of the house, she totally broke down. She couldn’t stop crying. Tears streamed down her face as she stood there, feeling lost. She didn’t know where to go. She was not familiar with Canary Island. Her only wish was to return to Barcelona as soon as possible.

She took out her phone, hoping to find a flight back to Barcelona. Unfortunately, there were no available flights for the day. She felt even more stranded and lost in this unfamiliar place. So, she walked around aimlessly, looking very sad, like a lost puppy.

Meanwhile, Fer approached Pedri, deeply concerned.

Fer: “Hermano, what the fuck is wrong with you? Why did you do that? Are you out of your mind?! Why did you kick her out? This isn’t Barcelona. She doesn’t know this place. What if something happens to her?! Why are you being so harsh to her?!”

He was genuinely concerned for Y/N’s well-being and couldn’t comprehend Pedri’s actions.

Pedri: “Stay out of this, Fer. It’s none of your business. Nothing’s going to happen to her. She’s not a kid, she’s a grown woman. She’ll manage.”

Fer: “Suit yourself, bro. What you did was wrong. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

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Feeling tired and emotionally drained, Y/N decided to look for an Airbnb or hotel to stay in. She hoped to find a place where she could rest. After some searching, Y/N found a place and decided to check in. As soon as she entered her room, she jumped onto the bed and lay down, and started crying thinking about what Pedri had said to her. Tired from her tears, Y/N then eventually fell asleep.

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Pedri sat in his room, he had his hand on his head, deep in thought about his recent actions. Then, there was a knock on the door, and Isabela asked, "Can I come in?"

Pedri agreed, “Uh.. yeah….sure, come in.” He then asked, “How’s your cheek? Are you okay now?”

Isabela: “Oh yeah, I’m fine. Don’t worry about me, how about you? Are you okay..?”

Pedri : “I don’t know… I just……”

Pedri seemed lost in his thoughts, and Isabela, seizing an opportunity, held his hand while trying to comfort him.

Isabela: "I told you, Pedro, she's not the one for you. You should've listened to me….”

She gently caressed his cheek as she spoke, trying to influence his feelings.

Pedri looked deeply into Isabela's eyes and began to express his doubts.

Pedri: "But... maybe I was too hard on her... What if Fer was right? What if something bad happens to her? She doesn't know this place..."

However, Isabela, wanting to change the subject, intervened.

Isabela: "Hey, hey, don't think too much..."

She leaned in and kissed him, hoping to distract him from his worries. Pedri became completely distracted, and he and Isabela started making out, and they got lost in the moment. They ended up sleeping together.

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The next day, Y/N had to return to Pedri’s house to collect her stuff. She texted Fer, hoping he could help her, as she wished to avoid Pedri after their recent fight.

Y/N: “Hey, Fer. I need to get my stuff from Pedri’s place, but I really don’t want to run into him. Can you help me out?”

Fer, busy at his parents’ restaurant, regretfully replied:

Fer: “I wish I could, Y/N, but I’m swamped at the restaurant right now. Don’t worry, though. I’m pretty sure Pedro has cooled down by now. Just go and grab your things.”

As she entered Pedri’s room to gather her things, she was met with a shocking sight – Pedri and Isabela were together, naked in bed.

As Y/N stood in the doorway, her heart pounding and her breath catching in her throat, she couldn't help but blurt out her shock.

Y/N: "What the fuck?! Pedri?! Isabela?! What... How could you do this to me?! What the fuck Pedri?!"

Pedri and Isabela, caught off guard, quickly separated and scrambled to cover themselves.

Pedri, looking guilty, attempted to explain:

Pedri: "Y/N, I... I can explain.. It was.. I….”

Y/N's voice trembled with a mixture of anger and heartbreak as she confronted Pedri about what she had just witnessed.

Y/N: "What? Pedri?! YOU WHAT?! You don't even know what to say because you fucked her, right? Right after you broke up with me, you went and slept with her? Wow. I can't believe you. You made me look like the crazy one. You told me she was just one of your close friends, but then you went and fucked her. I hate you, Pedri.

Pedri : “I…. I can explain…..”

Y/N : “ Theres nothing to explain. You know… I have been nothing….nothing but supportive of you. I was there taking care of you during your bad days, injuries, and after one big fight, you decided to break up with me and sleep with another girl. I told you I didn't hurt anyone, and you didn't trust me. You did not fucking trust me at all. You shouted at me in front of them. You humiliated me.”

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes as she continued, her voice breaking:

Y/N: "How could you do this to me? After everything… how could you? You know what? Fuck you,Pedri. I hate you so much...Goodbye."

Pedri's voice, filled with regret and desperation, called out to Y/N as she gathered her belongings and prepared to leave.

Pedri: "Y/N, wait... I..."

But Y/N didn't stop. She picked up her bag and walked out of the house.

PART 4????

[xas24]

forgotten ~ pedri

summary: one sided love.

pt.2

“the stars look really pretty tonight.” the young boy stated out loud after a moment of the two catching their breath. y/n heaved out a chuckle as her chest rose up and down, her eyes staring up at the starry sky.

“they look the same as every other night, pedro.” y/n replied, one hand against her chest and the other against the soft grass beneath her, fingers tugging on the strands. the boys eyes went from the night sky to the girl next to him, big brown eyes running accross her side profile.

“then i guess they always look pretty.” she didn’t feel him looking, gazing, at her. she was too busy taking in the sight before them. she couldn’t deny the sky did look extra beautiful tonight; the moon was in a neat crescent, the stars shining as bright as the eyes of the boy next to her.

both of their feet hurt from playing football in her backyard so much, playing till the dying sun disappeared and the moon made an appearance. pedro let out another hefty sigh and that’s when she finally turned to look at him.

“today was fun, we should play football more often.” she suggested. pedro only smiled in response, eyes never leaving hers.

when she smiled back, his mouth opened and he spat out the three words he was just throwing into the back of his mind but wasn’t able to do so in time. “i love you, y/n.”

his eyes were optimistic, his hands were sweaty and his heart was thumping against his ribcage. y/n only stared at his expression before letting out a laugh.

her grin was so bright and hopeful and beautiful as she reached her elbow up to nudge his side. “i love you too, idiot. you’re my bestfriend.”

a similar laugh forcefully left his lips at her sentence as he looked back towards the starry sky at the same time as her. they looked more dull than before, their sparkle having disappeared from just a few minutes ago - or maybe it was just his vision being obscured with the fresh tears.

of course he was just her bestfriend. how stupid he was to think she would ever love him, ever even spare a thought about loving him the way he loved her.

it was silly of him. they were only 12, maybe she would change her mind about him later on.

•••

“make a wish!” everyone cheered after singing happy birthday. pedro shut his eyes for a few seconds, a small tint of blush covering his cheeks as he then blew out his candles. y/n had the biggest smile on her face as she stood next to him, clapping her hands and staring at him with nothing but adoration.

when he leaned back up and smiled towards the small camera his brother was practically holding in his face ready for a picture, he couldn’t help but pull y/n into it too - it was just instinct. she wrapped an arm around his torso, head against his as the two youngsters grinned for the camera infront of his homemade birthday cake.

after a few pictures, y/n couldn’t help but pull her bestfriend into a big hug. she knew how he wasn’t too fond of birthdays, especially his own, so she made sure to make every single one special for him.

“happy 15th, birthday boy.” she mumbled into his ear, arms tightly wrapped around his shoulders. pedro twisted his own around her middle, tightening himself around her comfortably and taking in her familiar scent. he didn’t have anyone else but her to thank for this amazing party, bringing all of his family together to celebrate a day pedro himself almost forgot about.

“thank you for the party.” he whispered.

“i’m sorry it is so small, i know you hate big crowds.”

he shook his head in reply, “it’s perfect.”

“you deserve it and everything else.” she whispered back and when she planted a kiss to his cheek before she pulled away, that tiny hope that he always carried with him, deep within his heart, began to spark.

“so, tell me, what did you wish for?” her smile was sneaky and her eyes were convincing him to spill.

you.

“if i tell you, then it wouldn’t come true, and i really want this one to come true.”

“you won’t even tell me? your bestfriend? you know i’m good at keeping secrets, pedro.”

he held the same smile as he shook his head twice and couldn’t help the laugh that escaped at her defeated pout. the two turned their heads when they heard pedros mom calling her over. y/n nodded towards her and turned back to him with a slight apologetic smile on her face.

“if it’s that important to you, then i hope it comes true.” she reached up to press another kiss to his cheek before walking off.

“me too.”

•••

pedro couldn’t control the tears that continuously streamed down his puffy cheeks. he felt pathetic as he harshly wiped them away every few seconds but they kept coming.

he didn’t even understand why he was crying, why he was being so childish, why he was feeling so shitty, why he couldn’t just get over her. he is 18 for gods sake, he is an adult, so close to fulfilling his dream and yet here he was, crying in his room over a girl he was so helplessly in love with but couldn’t have.

because she wasn’t his to have.

she could’ve been once, if he wasn’t such a coward and had only spoken his true feelings to her - but he was young and confused and scared of losing a perfect friendship.

he knew he definitely lost his chance of having her when he saw her with one of the boys from his football team. they were sat so close together, laughing at whatever dumb joke it was he made and at first pedro did think that maybe they were just friends, that he was just someone she knew as pedros teammate.

he didn’t expect his heart to frantically drop into his stomach when he saw them kiss. he immediately turned away and ran home. he shouldn’t have been so nosy, should’ve just walked home as usual, should’ve just minded his own damn business.

but he couldn’t help it when it came to her.

pedro saw her sitting on the bench alone, thinking she was waiting for him, and instantly wanted to go over to her before he saw him sit down next to her.

he could feel his throat constricting as he made it to his gate. his hand clutched his jersey right above his chest as he scrambled through the metal fence. he tried gulping past the lump in his throat as he shuffled through his house, past his mom and into his room. he was heaving as he struggled to unwrap his bag from around his shoulder but when he finally did, he threw it on the floor and took a seat on the edge of his bed.

his mom was downstairs, her brows furrowed in confusion when she saw her youngest son practically run in with tears in his eyes and his hand fisting his chest.

she called out to him but he didn’t listen as he ran to his room and she immediately got up in a panic and worry. she made it to his door and didn’t bother knocking when she heard his heavy cries coming through the wood.

pedro felt his mom sit down next to him. he didn’t stop her when she pulled him into her hold, when she stroked his hair and attempted to calm his heavy breaths.

he may have been an adult, a confident, talented 18 year old but in her heart, he was still her little boy and seeing him so upset and on the verge of a panic attack was like someone trampling all over her heart at a painfully slow speed.

she asked him what happened and after a few minutes of calming down he told his mother everything. every single feeling he’d kept bottled up from years and years ago to what he just saw, he spilled it all whilst in his mothers arms.

•••

pedro hugged his cousin, adrián, one last time before they had to leave for barcelona in a few minutes.

he had finally done it. his dream of playing for fc barcelona was finally coming true and he still wasn’t sure if this was real life or a dream he had yet to wake up from.

all of his bags were packed and ready to go, his family was dressed, his house was locked, his relatives were here to say goodbye to him for the last time in a while. god knows the next time he will be back here and what stage of his career he’d be in when he returns.

adrián gave pedro a pat on his back and a whisper of good luck in his ear before pulling away. pedro joked about him crying like a baby when he left and he only got a smack from him in return before letting go.

all of his close relatives and some of his friends huddled around his yard as he smiled at them all, waving a final goodbye. his eyes took in everyone before him but he had yet to see one person.

he wasn’t even sure if she’d come to see him before he left. they hadn’t spoken in almost three months, maybe pedro felt he was partly to blame for that, but he learned not to care.

if she wasn’t going to come and say goodbye to him or even to wish him luck, then he wasn’t going to wait for her.

after years and years of friendship, talking about how pedro was going to be the biggest and best player barcelona would ever have, how he should change his name from ‘pedro’ to ‘pedri’ because it sounded way cooler, how he was going to go so far he would eventually forget about her.

he had always reassured her that he would never forget her, no matter how far he went in life, no matter how successful his career got.

but now, as he stood on the verge of starting that new life, it seemed as though she was the one who had forgotten him.

[i9messi]

Angry babe — Pedri Gonzalez

Pedri is grumpy because of his recent injury. Lucky him, you've just made some cookies and you're ready to cheer him up.

word count - 876

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“Hey. Please look at me? You did so well during the match, I’m so proud of you.” "Stop, let me alone."

Pedri didn’t want to talk about anything lately. After several visits from doctors and kinesiologists, they recognized what Pedri had. An injury. As a result, he would miss at least a month of matches and training. Pedri loved football and having to leave everything to fate was horrible. Barça could without him, he knew that himself, but could he without football?

His parents had gone to visit him that morning and you had taken the opportunity to go to the market for some things. You didn’t like to leave your boyfriend alone in that mood, so you stayed in his apartment until you could be sure he could handle himself. Now you had everything to make some sweet recipe, something that might cheer him up.

"Love, would you prefer cookies or an apple pie?"

There was no response coming from him.

You walked up to the room you shared and you saw him lying there, watching TV. He continued with an angry face, as much as his parents had tried to motivate him. Nothing seemed to be useful. An injury was not the end of his career, however Pedri acted as if it was all over for him.

"Cookies or apple pie?"

"I'm not hungry."

Your boyfriend was a great liar. He loved sweet food, and even though he was discouraged, the lie was noticed. Pedri loved the cookies you made for him. As much as he had a sporty life, where he had to take care of his meals, he always made room for your home cooking.

"Apple pie will be, then."

You started turning around when Pedri called you.

"Wait, I prefer cookies."

With a smile on your face, you returned to the kitchen and began to measure the sugar, flour and other items you needed for your recipe. You played some background music and as the cookies were baking, you approached the room where Pedri was. His gaze was on the television but you were absolutely sure he wasn’t really watching the movie.

"Let's talk, Pedri."

"I don’t want to talk."

"You know an injury isn’t the end of the world, right? You’ll be better, you’ll recover and play even better than before."

"You don’t know that."

You let out a sigh and stayed in the kitchen. Once the cookies were ready, you went into the room and sat on the bed.

"What are we seeing?"

Pedri took some time to respond, "Die hard 2, I think."

You whispered a confirmation and you saw his profile, Pedri was still watching TV and he wasn’t looking at you. Angry and in a bad mood, you were still in love with that boy from the Canary Islands who dedicated his goals to you. It was weird to see him in that mood, because even after a bad game he kept smiling. His injury was the cause of his resounding mood change and you hated it too. You wanted Pedri's good mood back, you wanted him happy.

"Eat up, babe."

"I don’t want cookies."

"Pedro González, enough with your attitude. I’m trying to help you."

Pedri stopped pretending he was watching TV and finally met your gaze. He sighed and took his hands to his head.

"I’m not some helpless little boy who needs your attention."

"You’re acting like a child, Pedri. Eat a little and you’ll be better. Sugar cures any evil."

"Cookies won’t cure my injury."

That was right, but anyways, cookies would cheer him up a little. There was nothing any of you could do at the time to make things better, the injury was already there.

"I was just trying to do something nice for you. Besides, your negativism won’t cure your injury either."

"Do you always have to be so damn optimistic?

"Come on, you must be angry!

He sighed, and you grabbed a cookie, trying to put it in his mouth. Pedri took it out of your hands, looking at me like you were really bothering him.

"You won’t stop this until I say 'yes', will you?"

"Eat, Pepi. They’ll make you feel better."

Pedri put a cookie in his mouth. It didn’t take him five minutes to get one and another. He liked them. You kissed him on the cheek and let more kisses in his pretty face. With each one of your kisses and the home cooking, he was starting to take the tension out of his body. Little by little, your boyfriend was beginning to regain good mood, you could tell.

"See? I told you they were good and would cheer you up."

Pedri smiled, embarrassed.

"You know I love you, right?" He looked you in the eye.

"I know, even if you’re angry, You’re not gonna get rid of me that easily."

"I’m sorry. I didn’t mean what I said earlier, I never imagined getting injured right now. I don’t want to stop playing and that makes me angry."

"Everything will be fine, love. We’ll get through this together."

The two cuddled together and with each kiss, Pedri felt less tense. Besides cookies, the only recipe Pedri needed in his life was you. Just you.

[httpsdana]

can you do promt 75 with Pedri?xx

Maybe I Am~Pedri Gonzalez

*GIF is not mine. credits to the owner*

hello, this is my first request. I hope you enjoy. Requests are close because I have many rn and I write slowly <3

you can request from my prompt list

this is my master list

ps: ofc they speak Spanish but for the sake of the one-shot they speak fluent English

75-"good god! you're in love with her!"

Pedri and y/n have been best friends for what feels like ages, basically since diapers. They grew up together, shared a lot of memories as children and teenagers. When Pedri made his debut in Barcelona, she was the first to congratulate him, and of course she was cheering for him from the stands in every match she was able to attend. 

Whether it was the World Cup or a Laliga match, she always made sure to be there wearing a jersey with his name on it, either with the number 8 or number 26. And he was always delighted to see his best friend cheering for him with a smile spread across her face. Something about knowing that she is sitting there, and cheering only for made his heart warm and a giddy feeling to appear in his stomach.

Pedri was at training in Barcelona. And y/n was with him, sitting on the benches and sketching something in her notebook. Something she tends to do while waiting for Pedri to finish practice. He had promised her with breakfast after training and it was something she (obviously) can’t reject. I mean who would refuse having free breakfast with the one and only Pedro González López. Definitely not her.

He didn’t realize he was staring at his best friend for a while until Gavi nudged his shoulder, snapping him out of his train of thoughts and making him tear his gaze away from y/n

“dude. you’ve been staring at y/n for 2 minutes straight” Gavi said with a chuckle

Pedri felt a heat rush to his cheeks at the words of his teammate.

was he...blushing?

“what? I’m not” he avoided his friend’s eyes and focused on the ball between his feet

“is it weird how I feel like we aren’t best friends anymore? Like I feel like there’s something in our friendship that has changed. There’s this suddenly weird tension between us, I don’t know if it’s just me feeling like this but I just...” he exhaled and moved his eyes back to y/n

"good god! you're in love with her!"  Gavi exclaimed making Pedri clasp his hand against his mate’s mouth

“what? no I’m not. don’t scream something like that again” he said avoiding Pablo’s eyes again

Gavi just laughed and continued his practice, not knowing that his words were now stuck in Pedro’s head

"good god! you're in love with her!"

was he really in love with his long-time best friend?

he can’t be no? I mean he has known her for more than 15 years, why would he catch feelings now?

“maybe I am?” he thought loudly making Pablo look at him with a confused expression

“maybe you are what?” he asked with furrowed eyebrows

“maybe I am in love with her” he glanced at y/n, who was looking at him now. When there eyes locked, he felt the butterflies erupt in his stomach

He smiled when she smiled at him. She waved and he mirrored her actions, waving back at her.

“she’s so beautiful” he murmured, still looking at her

“oh my god, this is sickening. If you don’t tell her you love her, just know that someone else might take your chance in having her. I mean Ferran always mentioned how attractive she is” Gavi teased watching how Pedri clenched his jaw and fisted his palms.

for some reason the thought of her with another man, made him fume with anger.

“no he won’t” he tried convincing himself by saying that to Pablo

“I’m not so sure about that” he pointed out to Ferran, who was now standing next to y/n

Pedri felt his stomach drop when he saw how his other teammate made his best friend laugh, loudly.

He felt like he was never able to make her laugh this much.

His jealousy was bothering him now, so he went to Xavi and made up an excuse to leave the training early.

“hey y/n. ready to go?” he asked after grabbing his bag from next to her.

he ignored Ferran who was standing next to him, and focused on his best friend

“now? doesn’t the session end in and hour” she questioned, taking a glance on her phone seeing the time

“Xavi allowed me to leave early so you won’t get bored” he smiled at her making her smile back

“you know I wouldn’t get bored. anyways we’ll talk later Ferran yeah?” she glanced at the man who was standing awkwardly next to Pedri

“sure. see you gorgeous” he pressed a kiss on her cheek before walking back to the field

Pedri rolled his eyes and grabbed y/n’s hand, pulling her with him to his car.

the whole car ride, y/n felt how tense Pedri was. For some reason she couldn’t help but wonder (and secretly hope) that he was jealous from the incident with Ferran previously.

“you okay?” y/n asked carefully, so he wouldn’t snap at her

“mhm yeah totally” he mumbled, not glancing at her.

“come on Pedro tell me what’s wrong” she obliged him to talk

“this is gonna sound really stupid but...I was jealous okay. I don’t even know why but seeing you there with Ferran made me want to punch the guy and claim you for my own” he blurted out

“oh..” she mumbled, feeling her own cheeks burn up. She was trying so hard not to smile. her best friend, who she had been crushing on for years, might actually return her feelings

Pedri felt awkward when he didn’t say anything else. So he stopped the car and turned in his seat to face her.

“I..I think I’m in love with you” he confessed, not breaking the eyes contact between them

y/n felt her heart beating hard against her ribcage, feeling like it might jump out of it’s place. She suddenly felt so vulnerable in front of him.

“you think?” her voice was barely audible, making her want to slap herself for sounding so weak

“no no I don’t think I’m sure. you have been stuck on my mind 24/7 and I hate that it took me this long to realize that I am deeply, strongly, extremely, completely in love with you” he breathed out, feeling a weigh shift off his chest at his confession

“I think I’m in love with you too” she whispered

he smiled widely, his heart rate increasing rapidly

“you think?” he teased making her laugh

“come here” he mumbled grabbing her face and pressing his lips on hers

Oh how he wished he has done that long time ago

“god I love you so much” he mumbled against her lips 

[mqsi]

hey!! can i please request an angsty pedri fic🥺🥺 enemies to lovers in which he takes it too far and makes a cruel comment about her past relationship, thank uuu

Hii,thanks for the request. The poll results said I should do 2 separate fics so here’s the angsty one. Hope you enjoy 🫶🏻

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You were never fond of Pedri. It annoyed you how the whole interenet thought of him as a sweet, loving guy when In reality he was arrogant and not that nice. But maybe that’s just towards you. He was not fond of you either but no one around the two of you could understand why. You had a mutual friend group at it became normal for you and Pedri to taunt each other at gatherings.

Today, you were forced to sit across from him in a restaurant. One of your friends was celebrating her birthday and she decided it would be a good idea to make a seating plan like this. You were fine with ignoring him until the topic of relationships and love came up.

You had a pretty ugly break up a few weeks ago and It was still sensitive talk to you. Your ex cheated on your and during the heat of your argument, he hit you. Since then you’ve developed trust issues with men’s touch. You were silent during this conversation until Pedri specifially called you out.

“Are you still crying over your ex?” he asked.

His friends nudged him in the shoulder as an obvious sign to stop talking but to no avail.

“That has nothing to do with you” you replied.

At that moment the waiter who was about to place your drinks down came beside your chair.

You were happy to get a distraction until you felt his hand stroke your neck lightly and place itself on your shoulder. You jumped, making him spill the drink down on the table,the glass rolled down and broke. Shreds of glass flying between everyone’s feet under the table.

“I’m so so-“ the waiter began but you cut him off.

“What the hell were you doing?” You said getting up from your chair “Why were you touching me like that?”

His eyes widened for a moment before pulling back his composure “Miss, it was probably my sleeve or something that grazed you while I was placing down your drinks” he replied.

“No It wasn’t. I felt your hand”. You replied now annoyed and emberassed. Your friend came up trying to calm the sitution. You turned around, now facing Pedri again.

“Are you capable of not making a fuss? Seriously?” he said sarcasticly laughing.

“Pedri I really don’t need your remarks now”

“When are you gonna stop acting like that towards men, all scared and shit. Just because your loving boyfriend hit you in a fight doesn’t mean every other male will” he continued.

You felt tears in your eyes and got up from the table “You crossed the line” you said before running off outside. Your friend was now glaring at Pedri

“Pedro. Apologise. Now” she said, and he just clicked his tongue.

The restaurant you were in was close to the river so you sat down beside it,watching the moonlight sparkle on water. Your makeup was ruined, tears streaming down your cheeks. You can’t help but curse yourself for letting Pedri’s words get to you. Just as you calmed down a bit, you heard his voice behind you.

“Hey”

You ignored him and stared down at the river.

“Look, I’m sorry. I went overboard” he continued now sitting down next to you. You were still refusing to look at him.

“I shouldn’t have mentioned him”

Silence.

“Can you at least look at me?” he said, his face now close to yours.

You turned around and felt your heart beat fast. Pedri was looking straight into your eyes, your noses just a few centimeters apart. His hand reached your cheek, wiping your smudged mascara with his thumb.

You gulped, looking down at his lips. He had nice lips.

“I was wondering If you would ever apologise, this is a surprise” you replied and Pedri licked his lips, a slight smile appearing.

“I wanna do something more” he said switching from looking at your eyes to your lips. You could hear your heart beat in your ears.

The hand that was wiping your makeup was now holding your cheek gently. You leaned it but backed away mid way but Pedri was more straight forward, grabbing your face on both sides and connecting your lips. You felt another tear roll down. He pulled away smiling softly

“Are you crying because I kissed you?”

You laughed and looked down, before kissing him once again, now with more passion. He stroked your hair gently and you wrapped your hands around his neck.

“Isn’t this a mistake?” you said

“It sure doesn’t feel like one”

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[milawritesstuff]

A part 3 for the Pedri imagines

I think this one will make all of us happy today. The update not the story lmao. If you didn't catch Part 2 you can read it here!

...

You opened your eyes and immediately realized you weren’t in Gavi’s guest bedroom. You felt the presence of someone next to you and as you turned around you saw Gavi sleeping. You couldn’t remember much of what had happened the night before. After seeing the picture of Pedri with the girl it had all became a blur. Soon you realized you were still wearing all of your clothing despite Gavi sleeping without a shirt. You felt yourself calm down as you realized that you and Gavi had done nothing you would be regretting today.

Soon Gavi woke up. He smiled at you. -Good morning.- You turned on your side and looked at him. -Buenos Dias.-

-How are you feeling today?- He asked as he rubbed his eyes with his hands.

You shrugged your shoulders. -As good as someone can feel when they realize their boyfriend of two years replaced them within days.- He stayed there looking at you but didn’t say a word. 

-Why did I sleep here?- You asked him finally. He offered you a shy smile. 

-You wouldn’t stop crying, I felt bad leaving you alone in your room.-

The both of you stayed quiet.

-Gracias Pablo.-

That day you decided what you needed the most was to return home and be with your family. Gavi was to drop you off at the airport the next day and while he was gone at practice you began to pack your luggage. It was then that you realized you had left some things at Pedri’s home, like your passport. Luckily you had also forgotten to leave your keys with him and since both Gavi and Pedri were at practice right now was the perfect time to go and get your stuff without running into him.

You showed up to the home that you and Pedri shared. You opened the door and as soon as you walked in a wave of sadness washed over you. Every corner of the home had a good memory and a bad one. You smiled as you walked by the kitchen and remembered when the two of you first cooked a pizza together and ended up throwing flour all over each other. Then night ended with you two making out in the kitchen floor. This had also become the place where you waited hours for him to come home and he never did. This was the place you had told him you were leaving. 

You wiped a tear from your face and went into the bedroom where you had left your documents. You quickly grabbed them and before walking out of the room you turned back. You realized he had left everything as you had left it. 

As you began to walk out of the room and into the hallway you hear the doorknob turn. Your heart began to race. Who could it be? Maybe it was Fernando, Pedri’s brother, who had come to stay with him. You stood there in silence as the door opened and in walked Pedri. He looked up as he put a bag down on the floor.

-Y/N! You came back.

You felt a knot in your throat and a wave of warmness run through your body.

-I … - You began to take the keys to the house off of your keychain as you walked closer to him. -I had left my passport here, I came to get it. Here are your keys, I won’t ever come back here. I’m sorry, I thought you were at practice.- You handed him the keys and as you did this you felt his fingers grace yours. That same feeling you had when you two had first met that sent you electricity through your body was still there.

He took the keys and shoved them in his pocket.

-I got injured, I’m out of practice for a few days. Please stay.-

You shook your head, trying to control the tears you knew were already forming.

-I saw the pictures Pedro. What do you want me to stay for?-

He drove his fingers through his hair. -It’s not what you think.-

You scoffed. -You mean you didn’t take her to your game and then took her out to dinner?-

He stayed silent. -I only did it because you left me here and ran straight to fuck my best friend.-

You stared at him in disbelief. -What are you talking about?-

-I went to see Gavi that night when you left and I saw you walking into his apartment. You were just waiting for me to fuck up so you could run straight into his arms.-

-Then you shouldn’t have fucked up, Pedri.- You could by his expression that he was becoming angry. -And no, I’m not fucking Pablo like you are fucking all of these girls that throw themselves at you.-

-You don’t get it?- He asked. 

-Get what?-

-Pablo’s into you. He was just looking for a way to get to you and finally it happened.-

Memories of the day before had finally came back to you. Gavi had told you he liked you. He had asked you to give him a chance. But you couldn’t because your heart, as much as you hated it, was still attached to Pedri.

-And you had nothing to worry about Pedro until you went and did whatever you did. I loved you, I truly did. I put up with so much. I put myself second over and over again.- You couldn’t go on because you began to cry.

-Loved?- He gulped. -You don’t love me anymore?- He took a step closer to you.

-I can’t love someone I can’t trust Pedro. I am better off without you. Loving me was always just an option for you when for me it was something I couldn’t chose. Having you one day and not the other that wasn’t having you. I love you Pedro but I know how to love myself more. As much as it hurts, we are better off like this.-

You put the passport in your purse and began to walk out when you felt his hand pull you back. -Leave me alone Pedro.-

He shook his head. -Please stay.- You could see tears coming down from his eyes. His nose was red as he tried to hold it in. But he couldn’t anymore.

-Go ask your new girlfriend to stay.- You spat back.

He shook his head. -Don’t you get it? She meant nothing. I did nothing with her. I took her to dinner and that was it. Sitting there I realized I will never be able to replace you. The sound of your laugh kept on playing in my head as she talked. But she couldn’t and nobody will ever stop me from thinking about you. I will spend my whole life chasing the idea of you and it fucks me to know I had you and lost you.-

He took a step closer to you and before you knew it his lips were touching yours. You felt as his tongue went in and began to explore. The warmth of his body against yours and the warmth of his lips on yours were enough to make you forget everything. But not this time. You savored what you believed would be the last kiss you ever got from him and what you had yearned for days. You put your hands on his chest and pushed him away.

-If you love me, if you ever loved me… Please let me go, Pedro.-

Silence overtook the home. He looked down at the floor and then back up at you. His eyes full of tears. 

-Go.- He said. You turned around quickly before you regretted your decision and stormed out of the house. 

You ran out onto the road and quickly stoped a taxi. You got in and began to cry. The driver looked over at you. -Is everything okay, señorita?- You shook your head and gave him Gavi’s address. You turned back to look at Pedri’s front door half hoping he would be storming out looking for you, but nothing.

The next morning Gavi drove you to the airport. 

-I’m going to miss you.- He said as you smiled.

-I need some time away from the city Pablo. I promise when I come back I’ll look for somewhere to stay and I’ll get out of your space.- He laughed. -You are welcome to stay with me as long as you want. It’s not a problem.-

You took him in for a hug. -I know Pablo.-

You stayed silent until you finally looked up at him. -Pablo, I … I remember what you told me. And I’m sorry.- He shook his head. -I know you love him, I know he loves you and I won’t come in between. I just want you to be happy.-

You placed a kiss on his cheek and hugged him once again before walking away towards check in. You walked into the airplane and found your seat. As you were checking your last messages to turn your phone off a new message came in.

P: Te quiero. Te amo. It will always be you. My greatest hello and saddest goodbye.

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[digitaldiarystuff]

Good 4 U Pt.2

summary: you and pedri broke up months ago but you didn’t realize he was back out there dating new girls while you couldn’t even enjoy anything

pairing: Pedri Gonzalez x Y/N

genre: mostly smut (minors dni) slight angst

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You were just about to press call button for the uber until you felt someone pick you up.

“Pedro, stop” you yelled as he threw you over his shoulder like you weighed nothing to him.

“Let go off me.” you continued yelling but he wouldn’t budge. The car door was already opened for you so he sat you down and reached for your seatbelt. His face was stoic and made you a little nervous so you decided to accept your fate and get this ride over with.You crossed your arms as he settled in his seat starting the car.

“Would you like some music, you can choose.” he said whilst handing you his phone. You thought for a second and reached for his phone thinking it was better than a deafening silence but he quickly dropped the phone on his lap, smiling devilishly.

“Real mature.” you said again crossing your arms.

“Won’t you take it, I guess I’ll choose the music then.” he said teasing you knowing how much you hated his taste in music. You scoffed and carefully picked the phone from his lap trying your hardest not to touch his legs. He smiled but kept his mouth shut as you tried unlocking the phone.

“Asking for a password.” you said showing him the phone thinking he’d rather put it in.

“You know my password. I never change it.”

You did know his password, it was your birthdays back to back but you figured he must’ve changed it after your break up. But surprisingly, he didn’t. You tried to keep your face unimpressed and failed. There was a little smile pulling on your lips now.

“You should, it wouldn’t be nice if your girlfriend asked it’s meaning” you teased, as much as you liked to pretend not to care you were dying to know more.

“You’re the only girl who is allowed near my phone.”

“Yeah, just so you can show me how many girls you’re talking to.”

You went onto Spotify and searched for a Taylor Swift song, you were about to press ‘back to december’ but decided against it thinking it’s too sad and put on ‘don’t blame me’ instead. He smiled knowingly and after a few seconds you started enjoying the ride. You never would’ve confessed this out loud but being with him felt comforting and you missed this feeling terribly.

But your peace was cut short when you felt Pedri’s hand on your thigh, you looked at him with shock but his eyes were focused on the road. You thought maybe it was a force of habit, not trying to freak out but soon, his hand started inching closer to the hem of your dress. Your mind went blank as his touch was like fire on your skin, the bare minimum he’s doing erupted goosebumps.

You fought to stay still and now act on impulse, knowing it would only boost his ego but truth to be told, you were conflicted between slapping his hand away and pulling it to where you wanted him.

“Pedri.” you whispered as he slowly pushed your dress up and his long fingers traveled around where you needed him the most.

He just shushed you and continued his movements only to stop once he reached your underwear.

“Who did you put this on for?” he asked as soon as he felt the lace against his fingers.

“No one” you answered truthfully although your voice cracked a little from the anticipation.

“I don’t believe you Y/N.” he tsk’ed. “You wore this for me, didn’t you?” he chuckled and you hated how attractive he looked eyes on the road and hand between your legs.

“I didn’t even know you were going to be there.” you said and it was the truth though you realized it was a possibility.

“You can’t lie to me, I can see right through you. So if you haven’t worn this for me then who is it for?” his voice was so soft but firm at the same time that it was turning you on so much. You felt a little pool form between your legs without even doing anything. His fingers moved your panties aside and suddenly he inserted a finger into you.

“Answer me baby.” he cooed like he wasn’t fucking you with his finger while in a car.

“I didn’t wear it for anyone” his fingers quickened their thrusts. “I swear Pedri.” you moaned a little while moving your hips a little to get more friction. He closed his eyes for a second.

“God I missed you moaning my name. Do it more.” he ordered harshly, slapped your thigh and inserting another finger. You were so deprived of his touch that you couldn’t even think about how wrong it was.

“No” you said with your last willpower. He pulled his fingers out immediately and you hissed at the emptiness. He was cracking you with every passing second.

“No baby, you misunderstood me. I didn’t ask, I ordered.” he said and shoved them right back in causing you to arch your back on your seat.

“Pedri” you released a loud moan making him turn to you, this whole time his eyes were on the road but your voice captivated him.

“Look at you, can’t even say anything just my name over and over again. Wait till we get home baby and my name will be the only thing you can remember for a really long time.” He tried retracting his fingers but you quickly pulled on his wrist.

“Please keep going.” you said and he chuckled.

“Did you miss me that much that you can’t wait till we get home?”

“Pedri please, do something.” you begged frustrated.

“Whatever you say, love.” he said still pumping his fingers in and out of you occasionally massaging you. You held his bicep afraid he’ll stop if you didn’t and soon after he was at his garage, you didn’t even realize he was driving to his house not yours too focused on his movements on your body. As soon as he stopped the car he unbuckled his seatbelt reaching over you hungrily attacking your lips. By this point you were turned on beyond repair and needed him, anywhere and everywhere.

“I still hate you.” you mumbled in between kisses trying to hold on to your dignity in the slightest but he just smirked.

“I don’t think your body agrees, baby.” He took this time to pull your panties off your legs and shove them in his pocket. You were now exposed to Pedri and full on making out.

You hastily got rid of his shirt and the t-shirt he wore under it and he just unzipped your dress freeing your breasts.

“You look like a goddess, god I missed you.” he said and you were barely registering anything, your mind clouded with the pleasure he was giving. As soon as his lips found their way to your soft spot behind your ear, you gasped loudly scratching his body with your nails and came undone moaning his name.

“We should go inside.” he said kissing your lips and putting his forehead against yours, smiling softly.

“I don’t think I can” you laughed at how jelly your legs felt.

“It’s okay I got you.” he said and pulled the t-shirt over his head exiting the car. Pedri opened your door and carefully and carried you bridal style to his home.

“I meant what I said. I did really miss you.” he whispered once you both were in the bed lying next to each other just cuddling, the atmosphere was so different from minutes ago in his car. His hand was stroking your hair and his lips left occasional kisses around your face.

“I meant what I said as well.” you said about telling him you hate him.

“Take that back or I’ll have to make you cum all over again to remind you how much you love me.”he said faking being offended and chuckled. You wanted to challenge him and tell him you hated him but laying there was far more important than winning a fight so you stayed quiet just embracing each other, feeling every piece of your life being complete again.

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Hola, chica bella 💛

Here to ask for the part 2 of Believe what you want because I need it already ✨️🫠 byebye 💙

The fact you knew already that I was posting it and you requested part II even before it was out🤭🥹🫶🏼.

For this one you should listen: What I Put You Through - Connor Maynard

Part 1 here Happy version

Believe What You Want (2) -P.G8

(Angsty version)

Summary: After realizing he fucked up, he tries his best to get you back

"I overheard them speaking that night at Fer's birthday. Victoria was going on about you and her, that your things with Y/N would end up soon... Those kind"

Pedri's mind was racing in fear and agony. "No" He whispered "Is there any possibility for Victoria to have made those burns in Y/N's skin?" "

"Well, it can be... She got out of the house around noon so..." Pedri's eyes clicked up like lightning all the dots were connecting by your side.

You were right. All this time you were.

He had been too stupid to realize that

"No" He whispered once more

"What's up, dude?"

"I fucked up bro. Big one"

...

"She doesn't answer me" Pedri said for the fifteen time in a row pacing around in his room

"And she won't answer to you" Fer said "I mean... I wouldn't answer you either"

Pedri had explained everything to the three guys in the room, Fer knowing a bit more thanks to you. And he knew that his younger brother loves you to death but he also knows that what he did, wasn't right.

"¡Joder! ¡Soy un puto idiota!" (Fuck! I'm an asshole!) Pedro yelled kicking a ball in his room crashing into one of your pictures together "No, joder... No" (No, shit... No) He hurried to pick up the picture and inspect it. It had one little scratch made from the glass, the scratch made in between the two of you.

He shook all the negative thoughts that were running in his head and changed the photo frame.

"Well, you've got to understand her" Adrián began speaking "All of this could be true and her boyfriend just choosed to not believe her"

"I did not just choose not to believe her"

"You basically did, bro" Fer hissed "I mean... If my girl tells me that I would do more than just talking with each girl separatedly"

"And not only that but you also told her your personal fights as a couple" Jesús said

"Because she's my best friend!"

"Hermano..." Fer started "That's meant to be something only for the two of you, not something for you, Victoria and Y/N" Fer shook his head "I mean... It's okay you ask someone else for an advice, like what to do or stuffs but not to rant because for that, you've your girl. The one who's in the relationship with you. The one who's with you in the goods and the bads" silence flowed into the room, Pedri's heart was beating incredibly fast "If you want her back, you need to fully work for it, Pedro. Words won't do half of the work you gotta do"

And that was it.

Pedri broke down, feeling already the loss of the love of his life not being next to him, this time a bit heavier than the past 7 days. He left you when you didn't do anything at all. He threw you and your relationship away without a good reason. Tears escaped his eyes and his breathing was erratic.

All of his thoughts were about you and imaginating a life without you in it, thanks to himself.

"I'll be back before midnight" Pedro said grabbing his phone, wallet and car keys

"Where are you going? Won't you even take a shower? You smell" Adrián said shaking his head

"He cometido un grave error con la chica que amo, en estos momentos oler bien o estar guapo es lo que menos me vale" (I've made a big mistake with the girl I love, right now I don't care if I smell or look good)

"Pedro" Fer called him before he got out of the room "Buena suerte, hermano" (Good luck, bro) Pedri for the first time ever, smiled a bit.

"Thank you"

He was going to work for your forgiveness. He will make you fall in love with him again. He will win your trust again. You'll be happy with him. You'll be with him. He was going to make sure that happen.

And for that, he needed answers.

...

"Yes, there was a (Hair color) girl, with (Type of Eyes), a bit short, she was pretty nice. Sad thing she got hurt" A boy behind the counter said hissing remembering the moment "Elianna went with her, she said it was pretty bad but nothing that some cream and care couldn't do"

"Is that girl here? Elianna?" Pedri asked hopeful

"She's on her lunch break right now" The guy answered "She has the whole shift... Is it important?"

"Yes, really important" Pedri said without a doubt

"I'll let her know. You can sit anywhere and if you want to have a drink you can tell me" Pedri nodded slowly walking away.

He didn't know how much time he was there until a redhaired girl walked up to him, he without thinking straight stood up

"My workmate said you were looking for me?"

"Are you Elianna?" She nods "I'm Pedro. I'm the boyfriend of the girl that was poured coffee all over her"

"How's she?" She asked after gasping a bit at the mention of you. "I hope she's better"

"Ah-yes, she is a bit better. Thank you for asking" Pedri nodded nervous "Can I ask you something?" The girl nodded "Who poured the coffee on her?"

"Some random girl, Y/N said the girl didn't liked her..."

"Could you maybe describe her?"

"Oh, sure!" Elianna nodded "She had long hair, brunette with blonde highlights, she used tight clothes and she wasn't as short as Y/N, she was a bit more taller, maybe just like you?"

That was exactly Victoria's description.

"She entered a few minutes before Y/N, after I gave her a box of cupcakes she just kind of ran away and then next thing I knew was that the same girl poured hot coffee on Y/N"

Pedri stood there taking in all the information

"She hasn't been here since that day" Pedri nods humming "However, Y/N has and I know for a fact that her boyfriend broke up with her thanks to his best friend" Pedri looked up at her, guilt filled over his body "Why are you behind her? She's been awful these past few days, she's recovering from your treatment, why the need of asking all of this, if you don't believe her?"

"Because I fucked up. I fucked up big time and I want to mend it"

"Wish you luck... You'll deserve it because if I was her, I wouldn't even give you the time of the day or spare you a single look" Pedri looked down in shame and regret "I need to go... You want to order something?" He shook his head

"Not feeling hungry at all" He murmured grabbing his wallet and pushing some money into the girl's hand

"You aren't ordering anything"

"For you... For the help, for the info. Thank you"

And with that Pedri stood up and left the cafeteria. As soon as his body met the Catalan air, he fought the need of crying his everything out. You were right, just like you always were.

"I shouldn't have just let it pass" He said crying to himself now in the calm of his car. "I should have done something" He lamented.

His phone lighted up with a notification he didn't care about, his focus remained on a photo from the two of you at one of his spots in Barcelona to calm down and relax.

"Please, mi niña. Tell me how to make things right, tell me it's not too late, just please..." he begged at nothing because you weren't there and you haven't been since 7 days ago.

And as reality was hitting him, he knew there could be a possibility of you not going into his life ever again. Leaving him for your own good while he was suffering.

Pedro picked up his phone and dialed his best friend Jesús's number.

"¿Aló?" (Hello?)

"You said you heard them speak that night at Fer's birthday, right? I need to know everything you heard and if you saw something too, I'm on my way to pick you up so we can talk"

"You're really working for Y/N?"

"I am" Pedri nodded "I fucked up and I'm trying to mend everything with her"

"I'm waiting for you, hermano and also..."

"¿Qué?" (What?)

"Good luck, you'll need it"

That phrase was starting to get on his nerves, he didn't liked how that sounded, because it seemed like even with all the effort he'll make, it'll not be enough to bring you back into his arms.

"Thanks bro"

...Two days later...

"Why?" Pedri said entering Victoria's house

"Hola Vic. ¿Cómo estas? ¿Qué tal va todo? Días sin verte" (Hi Vic. How are you? How's everything going? Long time not to see) She mockingly said with a smile but her smile was wipped off of her face when she saw Pedri's seriousness

"No estoy para juegos. Dime el por que has hecho eso" (I'm not in the mood for games. Tell me why you've done that)

"Done what?"

"¿Me estás tomando el pelo?" (Are you making fun of me?) Pedri hissed angry "Stop playing around and tell me... why you did all of that to Y/N?"

Victoria's face changed

"I didn't do anything"

"You did. Don't lie to me about anything because I know how things went now" Victoria's face changed

"What do you mean?"

"I know you poured hot coffee on her that day at the coffee, I know you've been telling her things behind my back about my relationship with her and stuffs, I know you poured her drink on yourself but made it look like it was her doing" Pedri shook his head not believing it "You faked things and like a fucking stupid I believed them, when the one I should've believed was my girlfriend! You damaged my relationship but I was the one breaking it for believing you, for believing my best friend"

"I let go the woman I'm in love with and it was all thanks to you because I never thought that my best friend, the one who has been besides me through my whole life could do such a thing and lie to me straight to my face!" Pedri's face was red and he never stopped to take a bit of air, he was fuming, he was angry and all he wanted to do was make Victoria disappear.

But most of all, all he wanted was to get you back.

"Those are lie-"

"If you even dare to say lie, I will pour the same drink Y/N was drinking that day at Fer's birthday, this time someone pouring it over you for real"

"She's making those things up!"

"She's making nothing up! I saw the video of the CCTV camera of the coffee shop, Jesús heard and saw the two of you at Fer's birthday and now that I connect dots, every single thing Y/N has told me, has sense now. And I hate the fact I couldn't see through it, I hate that I put my girlfriend's words in doubt all thanks to someone who didn't deserved a single look"

"Pedro, stop. You're hurting me"

"And don't you think you've hurted me before? You knew I was having troubles with her and all you wanted was to get her away from me. Why?" Nothing came out of Victoria's mouth

Your words came back to him and he blinked thrice, suddenly being brought back.

"Don't know" You sighed "As much as Victoria might love each and every single one of you, guys... I can assure you that what she said to me today and the way she said it, it wasn't a joke" You said "I'm a girl and I have a male best friend too. But I wouldn't say those kind of stuffs just as a friend or to see if she's worth and good for him" You shook your head "Es más, ni siquiera le diría algo de ese estilo a ella" (I wouldn't even tell her something like that)

"She likes you" You said after a few more seconds "And that's it"

"Can I ask you something and you answer me with the truth?" Pedri said with his heart on the edge, he waited and all he got was a simple and small nod from Victoria "Are you in love with me?"

A few seconds passed where Pedri's eyes never left Victoria's "Yes" She said softly "I am" Pedri felt the air being knocked out from his lungs "Pedrito"

"No" He shook his head looking away "No" Pedri's eyes grow watery, he couldn't believe it. Once again, you were right, his actions and words replaying in his head, the way he ignored your feelings, the way he treated you, everything was haunting him. "Don't call me Pedrito nor Pedro, Pedri, Pepi, nothing. Don't even call me, forget about me, you are not my best friend"

"Pedri, por favor, don't do this"

"No. I didn't do anything, you did it yourself. Best friends don't do what you did to me, if you truly loved me, you could've straight up tell me that not take it out on the girl I'm in love with"

"In love with? So in love you are, you did not believed a single thing from her"

"And that was my biggest mistake because I thought "Why on earth the girl that has been besides me since forever would do something to damage me or the ones I love?"" Pedri laughed ironically shaking his head "I was so wrong and I regret every single thing I did since I saw Y/N leave on Fer's birthday but guess what? I had the one I thought was my best friend besides me but I never did"

"You still have me"

"If I do, I don't care, the one I truly need isn't here" Pedri shook his head "But I did needed my best friend those seven days to tell me everything was going to be okay, that I could move on, that I was in the right and Y/N in the wrong, that I did good in breaking up with someone who could only do was lie but then I find everything out and I realized I was just a puppet in the side of your game and I fell for it"

"Don't say it like that"

"That's exactly what it was" Pedri shook his head "´Now, me disculpas pero me tengo que ir" (Excuse me but I've got to go)

"¿Y para dónde vas?" (Where are you going?)

"You shouldn't care about that, Victoria. Hope you have a good life" With that Pedri turned around and walked outside of her house when almost inside his car he heard her yell his name out

"Pedro!" He looked at her "I'm sorry"

Pedri joined his lips and nodded softly, lifting one of his hands giving her a wave before he got into the car and drove off to certain destination with a single intention.

...

"What do you mean she's not here?"

"She hasn't been here since like a week ago?" The older lady said with a smile "She said she'll come back tho"

"Do you know where she might be?"

"I don't, mijo. I'm so sorry" She looked at Pedro carefully "Is everything okay?"

"I need to know where she is so I can fix things between us" Pedro answered with a lump on his throat, his voice cracked a bit and he looked down at his shoes

The older lady sighed "I'm pretty sure you'll fix everything that may be happening with the two of you, son"

"I don't know, miss. I messed up really big this time"

"From what I've seen you love each other so much, I've never seen someone look at her in the way you do and vice versa, talking things out can be really helpfull instead of letting problems grow"

"The thing is I never let her talk and all I did was say things I shouldn't" Pedri shook his head

"You know? She's looking really pretty in those pictures, maybe you can start from there" A loud "Abuela" was heard as the older lady smiled looking over her shoulder

"What pictures?"

"Oh, you know... The ones you take, the ones you update, the ones people take, those pictures..." The woman was smiling softly "Don't let her go" And with that she left leaving Pedri sat in front of your doorstep

He was sat there analyzing the woman's words. Pictures? The ones you take? Update? People take? Pedri's mind ran 120km/h trying to guess what she meant of and after some minutes and what it felt a whole lifetime, he confused grabbed his phone and clicked on Instagram.

You liked it even more than Twitter or even Tiktok, Pedri remembered with a smile the moments where you would "fight", he; claiming Tiktok was better as you defended Instagram with your life

He typed your user with no reward, you blocked him. And it was no surprise at all but his heart still broke a little bit more when he couldn't find you.

He sighed closing his eyes and relying his head in your door, fighting the tears, it seemed like he only could do that in the past days, cry 'till he had no more tears inside of him, fight the urge to cry and feel his stomach fall to his feet. He hated feeling this way and he hated the way he must have put your through

He unlogged his session and went into his mother's, you couldn't have blocked her, could you? With shaky hands and blurry eyes he typed in your user and this time your profile was the first one to appear, the colorful circle around your picture meaning you had stories up.

While he was sad, you were in Venice with your friends and family, he recognized almost all of the faces in the pictures, all of them except one, a male's one.

That quickly catched his attention, that guy appeared in eight out of ten pictures and in all of them he was besides you. You even tagged him on one and Pedri's thumb directly went to his account.

One of the most recent post of the guy said: "I hate the fact that when I met my soulmate she had boiling coffee burns on her but I certainly don't hate the fact I got to meet you, baby!"

Pedri's stomach flipped, seeing your answers of "♥️🥰" made his head turn everywhere, in an instant he got up and headed towards the elevator in his mind only three things. His passport, Venice and you.

Due to some storms in Spain, he couldn't get out that same day and neither the next day, it was day three when he got into the plane and one day after he was in the same residence as you were.

He saw your brother and followed him, he felt like being on Matrix, he was making sure no one saw or heard him, that was until he stumbled on a vanity table and knocked half of the things that were in there

"What was that?" He heard and that's when he ran, the quitness and calm forgotten as he was desperate to find you. He took a right turn colliding with a female chest after a few seconds

"Joder, lo siento mucho" (Fuck, I'm so sorry) He said inmediately

"Pedro?" You said shocked as he also stood there impressed. You looked even more beautiful than always. Your tanned skin, your red cheeks and your Y/H color making you look perfect. "Pero, ¿Qué haces aqui? (but, what are you doing here)

"Por ti. I came here for you, I want to talk to you"

"We don't have anything to talk, in fact, you don't even have to come here, you don't have a reason to travel all the way from Barcelona to Venice"

"I did, I do. My reason is you and you'll always be. I fucked up, yeah? I get that" Pedri shakes his head "You were right" He opens his mouth but closes it "You were right all this time and I'm sorry I couldn't see it through, I'm sorry I did not take your words, I'm sorry I just kinda left and pushed your feelings aside, you deserve more, you deserve better but I can be better, I can be what you want, need and more if you want me to"

You started shaking your head, pushing him back from his chest when he tried to get closer to you.

"Pedri por favor, aquí no" (Pedri please, not here) "Pedri, stop. We don't have anything to say"

"Y/N, bonita, te lo suplico-" (I beg you-)

"Vamos al cuarto, ¿si? We can talk about whatever you want and then you leave" (Let's go to my room, yeah?)

"I don't want to leave without you"

You looked into his big brown eyes as he looked into your (Eye color) ones for a good while, you sighed before breaking eye contact

"But you have to" You said nodding slowly, Pedri shook his head

"Por favor" (Please) He whispered

"This way" You turned around walking away while Pedri watched your every move

You called the elevator and entered when it came, you turned to Pedri

"You wanna talk or not?"

Pedri nodded and walked towards it, he turned his head to look at you

"Do I have something on my face?" He hummed for a few seconds before answering

"You're beautiful" He ignored your words as you looked up at him

"Please, stop that"

"I-" He got cut off by the elevator doors opening

"This way" You said walking off as he only could follow you.

You stopped walking when you got to the door 408, with the key you opened it and then stepped inside letting the door open for him to come in as well.

You took a seat in the couch and patted the spot next to you, he took it and you both were silent.

"So... ¿Vamos a hacernos compañía o vas a decir lo que sea que quieres decir?" (Are we going to be each others company for now or you are going to speak whatever you want to say?)

"I'm sorry" He began "I fucked up. I should've listened to you and put Victoria a stop, I should've been more careful with you and your feelings, not passing through them and ignore them. I believe you, I always did and I always will do but it seemed so unreal that what I thought was my best friend, could do such a things, hurt the one I love and the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, when her whole life she was protecting me and supporting me through everything"

"If my family wasn't there, she was. If my family didn't have an advice, she had. And for you to just say she did this and said this was a whole different thing from what I knew from her that I just couldn't believe it. But it was truth. And I'm sorry once more"

"Y/N, I'll do anything for us, I'm not giving up, we're so good together, I love you so much and if only I could turn back in time and do everything right I would but I can't, however, I'm here to mend things, I'm not expecting you to forgive me and that's it. I'll earn that forgiveness, I'll protect us and I'll be better for you if you let me, please. I love you, I want you and I need you"

"It's not easy as you made it sound, Pedri"

"Pedro" You shook your head

"That's something only family and close friends can call you, right?"

"Don't do this, please"

"But you did it first" You said pushing your lips together. Those were the exact same words he had told you the night you left "You really hurted me and you just can't change that. Please, I think it's best if we let this go" You looked into his brown eyes as he was shaking his head "For both of our own goods"

"Not having you in my life it's not good for me"

"Maybe not but it's the correct thing to do" You said "I just can't trust you anymore, no matter what you do. You told me I wasn't the same girl you fell in love with, that says enough"

"But it's not true, I said it in the heat of the moment! You are still the same girl I fell in love with and you're still the same girl I want to do my life with"

You stood in silence for a few moments before you stood up "I'm not that girl anymore, Pedri. Someone else might be"

"Y/N-" He stood up from the couch as well

"It's done" Your voice cracked

"Does he treat you good?"

"He does" You said simply nodding "He's-" You let out a laugh

"Does he likes you?" You nod

"He does" You remembered that night at your apartment, that same night he asked you to go to Venice with him and your family to get your mind out of your ex.

"You like him?"

You stood in silence "He's handsome and nice. He knows I'm healing and he knows I have feeling for someone else but that's not stopping him"

"I won't stop either"

"You should tho"

"I love you and I know I messed up but I can mend it, anything you want, think or say, I'll do it. I'll cross world wonders for you, oceans, vegetation, deserts, anything"

"You can't. Not this time" Both of you were crying now not caring about the other seeing you "I was hurt by every action and word you said, I reached the top and while I know you messed up, you could've prevented it and simply start acting like you should have but you didn't. And I can't handle that"

"Please" You said after a few minutes "I think it's time for you to go" You said walking away

He couldn't watch you walk away once more so he did what he had been wanting to do. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close to him, in a hug.

"No"

"Let me go"

"No"

"Let me go"

"No" His grip got tighter on you as you were fighting and at the same time, enjoying being in your exlover's arms again.

His arms were your safe space and laying your head on his chest brought you peace but now all it brought back was hurt and pain.

Hurt and pain from the situation you were going through

"Pedro, please, let me go"

"I don't want you to leave me"

"I didn't left because I wanted to" Silence flowed in between the two of you as Pedri was crying into your neck "I did because you asked me to, you made me leave, you pushed me away when all I wanted and needed was you, to stay by your side and defend our relationship" You took a breath "None of that happened and now that I'm recovering from everything, I want you to leave, I want you to go away because I can't be with someone who doesn't trust me and just throws everything out of the window without listening first" You said with closed eyes and tears running down, he chocked on a sob

"I'm sorry" He cried

"I am too" You said kissing his cheek several times, your lips were salty both by yours and his. You breathed in his scent once more and allowed yourself to wrap your arms around him "Te quiero mucho and you are the prettiest love I've ever had, it's truly a sadness it went this way but I wish you the best, Pedro González" You kissed his cheek and with one of your hands carressed his face "Y muchas gracias for everything" He shook his head softly, his head relying on your palm

"Te amo and I always will" He said crying, kissing your neck, ear, cheek, nose "I'm sorry"

You were about to reply when two knocks came in and then someone entered

"Y/N, cariño. We are going to be late for the trip, weren't you so excited to see Venice's bea-Oh! Am I interrupting something?" You pulled away from Pedri shaking your head

"Para nada, Mason" (Not at all) You smiled softly drying your tears but these still fell "We're good"

Mason, the guy, turned around to look at Pedri who nodded looking down at the floor "I better leave" He whispered

"Bye Pedri" He turned to look at you "Nos vemos" (See you)

"Yeah, see you Y/N" He smiled softly, his world was collapsing but there was no way for him to stop it, it was too late. "Take care of her, hermano" Pedri said looking at Mason who nodded softly looking at you with a smile

"Will do" Pedri noticed the look on Mason's face and that's all it took for Pedri to know he was going to keep his word.

And with heavy and broken heart, he left the hotel. All the luck his friends wished for him and all the praying he did, were not enough. His world is and will not be the same without your presence, your kindness, your laughter, your smile and your love in it, he hated himself for what he had done but there was nothing he could do now more than respect your decision and learn how to copy with his mistake for the rest of his life.

You were always right. He let you go. And now you were okay with it but he wasn't.

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FIRST MEETING

Plot: Pablo Gavi meets his best friend's sister, and develops feelings for her that are more than friendship.

Note: I just decited to name the reader Maria because well why not?

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Maria POV

I look at the landscape paraded in front of me thinking of my life will begin after the landing of this plane, I still suffered from Theo's betrayal, after two and a half years of relationship I had learned that he was cheating on me with my best friend , and to say that I was ready to spend the rest of my life with this jerk.

I had been too caught up in my thoughts to notice that the plane was landing taking me back to my home, Barcelona, ​​I was especially looking forward to seeing my big brother again.

《Maria!》I was called, I turn to a smiling Pedro.

《Pedro!》 I hug him, I missed his hug, I hadn't seen him in person since I went to college in Los Angeles, but despite that we didn't go a day without us call and I had made it my mission to watch all these matches one by one he had never liked Theo always telling me that I deserved better, now I realize that I should have listened to him.

《give me your suitcases you must be exhausted from the flight》 he begs me for my luggage, before dragging me to the car outside, on his way to his house his phone starts ringing, I can see the letters P. G appear on the screen, I don't pay much attention to his conversation but when he hangs up he is talking to me.

《 Do you mind if we take a detour to the training place.》 I shrug my shoulders in response which makes him change his route.

Pablo's pov

I'm waiting for pedri to come over to start the workout, he said he had to go fix something but refused to tell me what it was.

"Finally, it took you a long time...》 I immediately shut up when I noticed that he was accompanied by a beautiful brunette.

"yeah i know i had to pick up my sister from the airport" the only thing i heard was the end of her sentence since i couldn't take my eyes off the girl next to her, but i managed to try again to ask him.

" your sister ?"

《 yeah you know, I've already told you about her, so Pablo I present to you Maria Gonzalez, and Maria I present to you Pablo Gavi》 it was then Maria, the Maria in Pedro often talk to me as her little sister beloved who had been in a relationship for 2 years with a man who did not approve at all because he refused that she came to Barcelona, ​​that bastard.

After training, night falls

Pablo's pov

I was driving to Pedro's house and couldn't get the youngest Gonzalez out of my head, I knew it was wrong since she was in a relationship, but I couldn't help it, I wasn't stealing anything more from the world what does it take to know her but i doubt she will stay too long because of her stupid boyfriend, Pedro had already told me about him and how much he knows, he always said he made her life miserable, she never gets the chance to come and visit her brother or assist Alain with our matches, and besides, I wondered if she had come with him to Barcelona.

I had finally arrived, the light came on from the house to prove that he was still awake, I got out of the car with a sigh and rang the doorbell.

《Pablo?》 A female voice opened the door for me and I was greeted by a most beautiful view, in front of me was Maria, wearing pajamas that didn't hide much, her hair was loose in a natural curl and the cherry on top the cake was the beautiful glasses she wore, I didn't know if it was the beauty of the glasses that affected hers, or if it was her beauty that affected the glasses.

《Uhm... I.. I....came to....Pedro, he called me to...well you know, spend an evening with guys》 I say after finally pulling myself together, I watch her step back a bit from the door to let me in, which of course I do.

"Do you want something to drink?" She asked me with a soft voice.

《Um, no thanks》I stood in the living room waiting for Pedro, I prayed that he would arrive soon because I couldn't stay a minute closer to his sister without wanting to throw myself on her.

《 hi, sorry for the delay I was taking a shower》 Pedro finally arrived, he turned to his sister before asking her.

《 Want to join us for a FIFA night?》 God no! If she played with us I would only be focused on her.

《 no, it's ok, go have fun with the boys, you don't want me to prepare snaps for you or something like that. Of interrogation and before you say no to me know that my room is next to the kitchen and that it is out of the question that I hear noises at night》 she proposed to us, Pedro smiled at her before nodding his head.

We had started playing FIFA but his phone rang forcing us to take a break from our game, he made his call in the garden, so I had no choice but to always wait for him in the living room, suddenly a shattering sound girl hear, it came from the kitchen.

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That's it that's all.

Thank you for reading and see you soon for a new imagine.

Kiss 💗