Pressure | Pablo Gavi

18

A week had passed, the flight that Gavi and Blair had booked to go to Milan left at 12pm. Which meant they had to be at the airport a couple hours before.

"You ready?" Gavi asked as he walked down her driveway next to her.

"I've got everything, so yeah. Do you have your passport?" Blair replied, knowing Gavi, he would have forgotten something. Surprisingly, he pulled his passport out his pocket and smirked, proving Blair wrong.

The drive to the airport wasn't long whatsoever, however, Blair had taken a short but well needed nap on the way.

After they all got booked in they tried to look for the closest cafe, "As long as it's coffee Gavi, anything will do." She said yawning.

"How are you still tired?" He asked brushing his fingers through his hair.

"Didn't sleep very well last night, Clary and Pedri are too loud, I was seriously debating walking round yours at home 3am." She explained.

Gavi laughed, "Next time they need to be somewhere important the next day, invite me over." He winked.

Blair enjoyed the sound of his idea, taking the coffee she had ordered and drinking it every now and again. They took a seat somewhere, with Gavi putting his arm over Blair.

Eventually their flight gate opened, in which they boarded and patiently waited for the flight to leave.

"I hate flying." Blair said looking out the window, seeing the tarmac for the last time for a couple of hours. Gavi responded by holding his hand out for her, in which Blair happily gripped his hand and leant her head on his shoulder. "Can I sleep?" She asked, in which Gavi nodded.

Blair slept for the majority of the flight, waking up with only 10 minutes to go. Gavi on the other hand was awake the entire time, either making sure Blair was okay or watching some tv that he had found on the screen.

They arrived in Milan, boarding off the plane and into the airport. They collected their bags and were left to fend for theirselves in a foreign country.

"You don't speak Italian do you?" Gavi asked as they googled the location of their hotel. Blair shook her head, "Only English and Norwegian for me."

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"Blair, I'm assuming you got the most expensive hotel?"

"How'd you guess."

Gavi looked down at his phone to find a photo of the hotel, it looked like something a member of royalty would stay in.

"I have the money, why not spend it." She shrugged her shoulders.

They checked into their hotel. "Expensive hotels like these remind me of the first time I met you." Blair said, walking through the long hallways.

"When you walked into me." He said, continuing on from the memory recollection.

"I couldn't help but keep looking at you as we walked, I got back to my room after and was so distraught I didn't ask for your number." Blair spoke, glad that she did get his number eventually.

"I was staying with Pedri that night, I went back to him and told him all about you, I don't think he knows now that it was you I was speaking about." Gavi laughed, "we've made a full circle, and now we're here." He said taking her hand and swinging it back and forth.

"Sometimes you truly fit the nickname, lover boy." Blair said counting the door numbers to make sure she found 77 correctly. She unlocked the door and walked in.

"I should always fit the nickname lover boy."

Blair jumped onto the bed, realising it didn't make a single movement. She smiled and covered her mouth as she looked at Gavi, he followed her movement and jumped on the bed as well. The pair of them had the same thought, "Not now though." Blair said opening her suitcase and finding a purse she could use.