never fall for brown eyes // Pedri

chapter 25

As much as I wish I could disappear, the universe is not that nice to me. I quickly look away from his gorgeous brown eyes and turn to Evelynn.

"Oh my god! Do you see him?" I whisper to Evelynn and nod my head towards the pitch.

"Who?" Evelynn gives me a weird look, she must think I've finally lost it.

I point at the guy from Barcelona, whose name I still refuse to say or even remember, who's currently walking towards us to go to the locker rooms. Oh god, kill me now. This must be one of the most embarrassing and awkward things that has ever happened to me.

"I'm sure he's the one I made out with in the nightclub in Barcelona two months ago," I tell her and look away from the guy.

Evelynn gets all excited and cannot believe that I didn't know he was a football player. Well there goes that "don't touch football players"-rule.

"No, I had no idea! But I'm hundred percent sure it's him. I remember that face, those hands all over me and those lips..." I ramble on, well she must have got the point already.

Evelynn being Evelynn she suggests I go talk to him after the game, because maybe he remembers me. Oh little does she know that I don't want to remember him or see him, ever again. Not after how he just ghosted me out of nowhere. I mean his words and actions didn't match, and that makes me furious.

I spend the halftime trying to calm myself down and pretend that I'm unbothered by this revelation. To be completely honest, I only get more annoyed by him for not telling me that he's actually quite famous. He must be since he's in the national team.

Spain ends up winning the match 3-1 to our defeat. I really wanted us to smash those guys to show them that England rules. Definitely not because I wanted to at least get a little bit back at the guy.

As the teams are leaving the pitch, I catch Evelynn making eye contact with a Spanish player. I give her a weird look, because we are not making friends nor are we making out with the enemy.