After three hours, my phone buzzes with a notification from an unknown number:
Unknown: Be ready in 30 minutes. Meet us in front of the supermarket next to the hotel and wear something nice :) - Gavi
I smile and save his number to my phone as 'green eyed cutie' before answering:
Me: See you then!
It feels like the fastest 30 minutes in my life but I manage to do my makeup, curl my hair and pick a cute outfit. I choose a pastel yellow top, blue denim shorts and white sneakers. Just before leaving I remember to spray a few spritzes of my favorite vanilla perfume and I'm good to go.
While waiting for the elevator, I send a message to Gavi:
Me: On my way, ready to take some photos?
I get a replay few seconds later:
Green eyed cutie: Already waiting for you preciosa
Aww that's so cute I think on my way out. The first thing I spot when I step outside is him. He's wearing black shorts with a white t-shirt. The shirt is so tight I can see his muscles through it. And oh god. He's so fine. Why haven't I realised that before? Although I have but I haven't allowed myself to think so.
"Here you are," Gavi says with a smile before pulling me into a hug.
He wraps his hands around my waist and squeezes for a second before letting me go. I lost my thinking skills the second the scent of his cologne hit me. I'm not able to describe what it includes but I'm a hundred percent sure that's a scent I'll never forget. I will most likely dream of that every night from now on.
"I hope that was fine. I should have asked before hugging you," He says and looks a bit embarrassed.
"Yes, it was more than fine," I answer quickly because him feeling embarrassed is the last thing I want. Gavi is a well-known celebrity and now scared if he hugged me inappropriately. I can't believe it.
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Emerald green eyed dream / Pablo Gavi
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