"Mason I'm sure I have packed everything essential and in case I forgot something I can always buy it. It's Barcelona, not a deserted island!" I yell at my brother who is asking me for the 100th time if I have everything with me.
Even though my big brother is only five years older than me, he seems to think that I'm still a baby.
No one would believe me if I told them that my brother, Mason "pain in my asshole" Mount, is a fussing mother-hen. He calls me almost every day to make sure I'm alive and well, which might seem like a sweet thing but I can assure you it's not.
He seems to forget that I'm an eighteen-year-old who lives on her own and definitely doesn't need someone to baby her. I'm a modern independent woman right?
Mason hovers over my suitcase going through a list he uses to pack for football trips. He, like Evelynn, is a religious user of lists and there isn't anything he couldn't make a list of.
That includes a list he made of reasons why I should never date anyone and how boys aren't worth my time. That's thick coming from a guy who's been named as the most eligible bachelor of England.
But that's what big brothers are like.
After convincing Mason that I don't need pepper spray with me and that I have packed enough sunscreen to last at least the whole summer, he agrees to leave me alone for the rest of the day.
This of course wouldn't have happened if I wouldn't have literally pushed him out of my apartment promising that I'll keep him updated during the trip.
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I decide to text Evelynn to see how her packing is going, only to find out that she actually finished hours ago and has been binge watching the latest episodes of Love island while I was given a lecture on how to defend myself against hot Spanish boys.
I wouldn't say that I have a type, but I've always been a sucker for latinos who whisper sweet nothings in Spanish to your ear. Not that this has happened to me, I've only read and dreamt of it. I've only ever seriously dated a guy once and that only ended in tears and Mason helping me piece my heart back together.
Hopeless romantics like me only get their hearts broken, nothing else.
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never fall for brown eyes // Pedri
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