Pressure | Pablo Gavi

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"You know who was super off with me yesterday?" Gavi asked Pedri, waiting for him to guess. Pedri knew what he was on about, yet he knew he really shouldn't say anything.

Pedri pouted his lips and shook his head, "No?" He nervously said in response.

"Blair, I don't really know what I did wrong, but she just left all of a sudden, do you think I did something wrong?" Gavi asked, to Gavi he felt like Pedri was one of his best friends, but also a sort of older brother, in both FC Barcelona, but also a sense of talking about his own issues, as he was doing.

"Could you think of anything you did wrong?" Pedri asked, trying to make it out as if he didn't know literally everything.

"Maybe I put my hand in the wrong place when we were making out?" Gavi said, gritting his teeth and pulling quite a concerned face, "Nope that's definitely not it." He continued, playing with his thumbs nervously.

"Man this is killing me." Gavi admitted. Pedri then finally gave in, as much as he wanted to keep his promise to Clary, he couldn't see his friend in the situation he's in.

"She's not off with you." Pedri said, Gavi looked at him with his face of confusion, "When she got home yesterday I was there with Clary, and Blair just kind of broke down crying at the door because according to what she said she has feelings for you but she's never actually had feelings for anyone before, and she doesn't know what to do about it. I think in her own words she said she's never been in love before, but then when Clary asked if she loved you, Blair said she didn't know and that she only known you a month and said she couldn't, which in my own opinion she definitely does. But she seemed really distraught about it." Pedri explained out of breath by the end of it, Gavi had his mouth open slightly. "Maybe I said too much?" Pedri continued.

"How'd you hear all this?" Gavi asked, trying to verify his story.

"I was in the living room, but Blair didn't know I was there." Pedri replied.

"Maybe I should speak to her. Or maybe I just leave it." Gavi said, trying to think of the best possible option.

"Why the fuck would you leave it? Do you like her?" Pedri asked.

"I like her, but I don't know maybe she wants someone I could never be, maybe that's why she's sceptical." Gavi said his brain telling him a million things at once.

"She's not sceptical Gavi, she's scared." Pedri explained, trying to give Gavi the best advice possible.

"Why would she be scared though?" Gavi asked.

"She's young, like you, she hasn't had feelings like these before and she doesn't know what to do with them. Go speak to her, go comfort her, tell her how you feel, do everything you can." Pedri stated, pretty content with what he had been saying to Gavi with their conversation.

"Should I go over to hers?" Gavi asked.

"Yes, I will tell Clary that you're coming over so that she can let you in and show you to Blair's room, sound good?" Pedri said taking his phone out and messaging Clary as quickly as he could. Gavi nodded his head and patiently waited next to Pedri. "Why are you still waiting here? Get in your car and go over there." Pedri continued. Gavi's eyes widened, quickly checking his pockets for his car keys. Once he felt his car keys he quickly jogged over to his car, making sure to be at Blair's in the quickest time possible.

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Gavi stood at Blair's door, patiently waiting for Clary to answer. He had no clue what he was going to say, but he had to say something.

"Her room is the first to the left, knock before you enter." Clary smiled opening the door for him and letting the Spanish footballer in. Gavi wandered over to the stairs, having taken his shoes off at the door. He quietly walked up the stairs, seeing the first door to the left and composing himself before he knocked. He knocked a couple times, hearing a faint 'come in' from inside the room.