"i don't know what to wear!" lillia was complaining as she was throwing clothing all around her room in our shared apartment as she had a date tonight.
"Stop stressing i'm sure it will be fine if not we can look in my closet." i spoke softly lying on her bed half asleep as i had been at a photoshoot all morning and it's now 2pm.
"I am going to stress i can't find anything!" she said while throwing a dress at me that she didn't like.
"Why are you stressing anyway your Lillia Garcia"
"He's a footballer ofcourse i'm going to stress he's famous!" she screeched again telling me for the first time he was a footballer
"Woah footballer? what's his name?" i asked out of curiosity but as we know curiosity killed the cat.
"Pablo-"
she said my heart had stopped
"Torre!" she finished
i felt like i was drowning and i could breathe again after she finished her words .
"Well i'm sure he will love you not for what you wear" i said getting up and giving her a pat on the back as i was going to walk out the room.
"Where are you going?!" she screamed at me again
"To get some water chill" i said walking out the room grabbing my phone on the way out that was sitting on her dresser.
i lied.
i was now sitting on the kitchen stool leaning on the island going onto instagram to type up pablo torre,
as i done it my suspicions had been confirmed.
Barcelona Fc
Lillia knew i used to be friends with Gavi and Pedri
although she knew me and gavi also had time together she never knew how it ended as i had never told her but i have a feeling she is going to find out soon. I just hope Torre treats her right.
all will be revealed soon don't worry 🤍
