Chapter 6

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I walked back to the pitch with my camera in my hand.
Eric looked surprised at me.

"Since when do you photographing?"
Eric said with a surprised face.

"Well, almost nobody knows it but i've done photography for a long time as a hobby and still do. I actually wanted to do it as job, but i realized i couldn't pay everything from only photography. So i continued it as a hobby."

I said while looking at the camera in my hands.

"Ahh okay that's how it is, are you gonna shoot some pictures?"
Eric asked.

"Yeah i've got nothing to do and Xavi said i can watch the training so i thought why not."
I said with a smile.

"Well, enjoy and don't forget to take some pictures of the best player out here."

Eric said with a little wink and a laugh.

"Yeah sure, how could i forget Gavi?"
I said while trying to hold my laugh.

He looked at me with a offended face.

"You're hilarious."
Eric said sarcastically.

"I know. Now you've got to go Xavi is waiting for you."
I said while looking behind him.

"What, how could you know he's—"
Eric said but stopped when he turned around.
Xavi stood behind him.

Eric said nothing anymore and runned the pitch on.
Xavi walked towards me.

"Hey, i know i said you could watch the training but since you've got your camera with you, could you take some pictures of everyone during training?"
Xavi asked politely.

"Yeah sure no problem."

"Thankyou."
Xavi said with a smile and walked away.

I settled myself on the bench with my camera.

They were practicing on penalty's, so it would be good pictures.

I was taking some pictures when everyone scored, until it was Gavi's turn.

He missed far above the goal, and i couldn't help myself but laugh. He saw it and raised his middle finger, where i ofcourse had to take a picture of.

"I love you to!"
I yelled at him while laughing.
God i missed this dumbass over the past few year's.

After a hour training, i heard footsteps coming from behind me. I turned around and two guesses who it was.

Pedri.

Why did it had to be him? Why couldn't he just stay were he was?

I just turned my back to him and started shooting pictures again.

"Still didn't give up on you're shit photography?"
Pedri said with a arrogant tone.

"Excuse me?"
I said getting mad.

"You heard what i said."

I swear to god what is his problem? He ruined my dreams, and years after he's acting like i'm the one who's hurted him.
Why does have men to excite?

"I would start to shut up if i were you."
I said while looking straight forward.

"Or what?"
He said with still the same arrogant tone.

"I'm not gonna spend my time on you."
I said while standing up and walking back to my office.

I felt his shoulder brush against mine when i walked pass. He didn't said anything, instead he just looked at me walking away.

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