You knew how unrealistic it was to think that you'd be able to play with your best friend for your whole life. You dreamt that since you grew up together and were supposed to be best friends forever then you would just be able to continue playing with Aitana after Barcelona's youth teams. It was foolish but you never wanted to think about being separated from her.
It obviously would not work out in your favor. Aitana had finally gotten her deserved offer to move up to the first team with Barca while you had not been so lucky. Although you did get an offer elsewhere... Real Madrid.
Being a passionate Barcelona fan from a very young age, you knew the decision to go to Madrid was already going to be hard. But now you had so many added factors like leaving your family, your friends, and most importantly Aitana. You didn't know if you could do it but your best friend convinced you to go knowing it would be what's best for your career.
You kept in touch with Aitana for the first few weeks you were in Madrid, but it made you realize something. How much you missed her was not just that of a best friend. You had felt these feelings before but just pushed them away knowing you had no chance. So that's what you did again but this time that came with you slowly distancing yourself from her. As much as it hurt you thought it was the right thing. The daily calls between the two of you became weekly, then monthly, and soon you hadn't talked to her for 3 months.
That was until you realized that you would be returning to Barcelona to play your old club next week. You contemplated sending her a text to see if she'd want to get a coffee before the game like old times, but you decided not to, thinking it might be weird. Though the whole time you were in Barcelona all you could do was think about was her.
The day of the game you woke up and were getting some breakfast with the team when you got a text. From none other than Aitana.
"Good luck ;))"
You smiled as you replied, "You too!!"
"You love her huh?", Misa whispered leaning over to me as she was sitting next to me at our table.
"No, why would I? I don't know what you're talking about", I answered turning towards her.
"The way that you knew who I was talking about without me clarifying and the fact that you are smiling just thinking about her right now says differently", she counters.
"Whatever," I shake my head, "Guys we should probably go or we're gonna miss the bus to the game", I stood up from the table ushering the rest of those from our team to do the same.
Eventually, it was game time and everyone was already lining up in the tunnel ready to go. As far as your interactions with Aitana, they were at a minimum. You had caught her eye once in warmups but you were both pretty locked in on the upcoming game trying not to get too distracted.
Once the starting XI pictures were done the teams started running out on the field for kickoff. You were lucky to be in the first 11 playing against all your friends at your old club knowing them as players and what they want to do on the field could help your team in such a big game.
After kickoff Barca had gone up on the front foot in the 30th minute through a great goal by Alexia. At around the 42nd minute you had gotten the ball off of a clearannce from Babbett on the back line allowing you to turn and find Esther out on the wing. She drove the ball up the field eventually crossing it back to you in the box where you were able to take a touch around Mapi and shoot. The ball floated into the top right corner equalizing the score to 1 at halftime.
Coming back from haftime, Barca were playing like a whole new team making it really hard for our defenders to defend their attack. They scored twice by the 60th minute one through Caroline and the other through Aitana. Which meant we had to score twice in half an hour if we wanted to get any points out of this game.
