Looks can be deceiving (Mapi León x OC)

Chapter 27 - Bayern Munich

A/N: I'm back from my Thanksgiving break:) Can't wait to sing this song again in the stadium next week🫶🏻

STARTING XI

FC Barcelona Femení

1 Sandra Paños (GK)
2 Irene Paredes
4 María León
5 Jana Fernandez
7 Caroline Graham Hansen
10 Jenni Hermoso
11 Alexia Putellas (C)
14 Aitana Bonmatí
18 Geyse Ferreira
21 Keira Walsh

FC Bayern Munich (fictional squad)

22 Mala Grohs (GK)
5 Hanna Glas
7 Giulia Gwinn
9 Jovana Damnjanović
10 Linda Dallmann
12 Sydney Lohmann (C)
17 Klara Bühl
18 Sara Doorsoun
19 Lynn Wilms
21 Bethany England
31 Georgia Stanway

"I don't wanna go outside" I whined, sitting on the bench in the changing room in Camp Nou. The thought of having to face my old team in the biggest stadium I will probably play in during my entire career was making me feel so nauseous that I did not even want to go on the pitch for the warm up.

"Come on, princesa. I promise I won't leave your side" Mapi encouraged me, firmly holding my hand, which had turned unbelievably cold from all the stress, in hers.

"Pinky promise?" I asked, looking at her with big puppy eyes like a baby.

I needed her right now.

"Pinky promise!" the blonde defender laughed, holding her pinky finger out for me to intertwine with mine.

With a last deep exhale, I got up to follow the rest of my team, walking through the red and blue colored hallway of Camp Nou before turning to the stairs leading to the pitch.
I could hear the chants of the fans, the Barcelona anthem blasting from big speakers as our players entered the huge field one by one.

"Blaugrana al vent,
un crit valent
tenim un nom el sap tothom
Barça!
Barça!
Baaarça!"

I threw Mapi a last desperate look before turning around to take the last two steps of the stair at once.

With my gaze focused on my feet touching the grass, I started running towards my teammates for the warm up session, Mapi closely following me.

My plan to not check out the other side of the pitch to see if Bayern had already arrived failed horribly when I couldn't properly accept Mapi's pass and had to turn around to get the ball back.
It was impossible to miss the two dozens of red pregame kits running around.

Especially one of them, a tall, dark blonde girl caught my eye, as she turned around, our eyes interlocking immediately.

It felt bizarre to be in my best friend's presence again after not having seen her in over three months, my heartbeat accelerating immediately and my surroundings becoming blurry.

For a moment, I could only focus on her familiar face, memories of all the good times we had spent together flashing through my mind.

All I wanted to do in that moment was to go up to her and hug her, but not only was I not allowed to do that, after all Klara had done I just couldn't.

Suddenly, our eye contact got interrupted, every person in the huge stadium focusing on only one thing; an incredibly loud, painful scream.

Startled, I spun around, worryingly following my teammates who were all running towards Alexia laying on the ground of Camp Nou, holding her left thigh in tears.

"What the hell happened?" I asked in total shock as we lined up in a tight circle around our Captain in an attempt to block the view of her.

"I don't know" Jana replied, kneeling next to her friend and mentor as she was holding her hand supportively. "We were warming up together and then she suddenly went down."