I went into the stadium with my best friend to see our favourite team play.I was so lucky that my best friend got us seats so close to the pitch.We sat down and waited for the match to start.
The players started walking out me and her got up and started cheering.It was going to be an intense game.Real Madrid vs Barcelona
Everyone's favourite game.El Clàsico. The players lined up and I made eye contact with someone from the other team,the rival team.His eyes softened and my heart started beating faster,he had the most beautiful brown eyes.He then broke eye contact but I just kept staring at him.I heard my best friends voice.
"Y/n are you okay why aren't your answering me"
"I'll tell you after the game"I quickly replied while still staring at him.The match started it was intense for the first 30 minutes it was still 0-0.On the 33' minutes the other team had scored.The young golden boy Gavi had just made it 1-0 to Barcelona.I cursed the other team under my breath.My best friend screaming for our team to do better.
It was almost half time until Robert Lewandowski scored.It was now 2-0 to Barcelona and I was raging.I couldn't believe my team was losing.After he had scored the whistle blew for half time.I looked at my best friend in disbelief.
"Y/n I know your disappointed but we still have time to win"
I sighed "Yeah I know but I'm just annoyed the other team is winning so far"I drank some water and went to the bathroom.
When I came back from the bathroom the next half was about to start.Me,y/bf/n and the other fans started cheering for our team trying to give them some encouragement and hopefully win the game. I then saw that same boy walk out and I again stared at him with the number 8 on his back I looked at him with disgust.But I couldn't help but stare at him.The whistle blew and the second half started.
Nothing much had happen in the first 5 minutes until Dembele almost scored but Courtois had saved it.I screamed out of joy.I was on my toes the whole game no one had scored yet until someone had missed their pass to Militao and Lewandowski had stole possession of the ball I screamed at them to get the ball back but they weren't able to.Lewandowski passed to Gavi then passed to number 8 who then scored.I was shocked now Barcelona was up 3 and we still had 0.
The match was almost over we had just gone into extra time.Benzema had scored.Everyone had jumped up and screamed so did I then the whistle blew.I was so happy he scored but it wasn't enough.Barcelona had won the Supercopa de Espana.
Me and y/bf/n stayed so we could see the cup but we wished it was our team who had won.After the celebrations we left to go down to the changing rooms since we had VIP tickets and meet the team and congratulate them for at least trying.
"Hey y/n I have to go to the bathroom go without me I'll be there soon"
"okay just be quick" I said while she was walking away from me.I walked to the changing rooms by myself.
I bumped into someone.I almost fell backward until they caught me in their arms.
"Thank you"I quickly said as my face was turning red from embarrassment.
They chuckled and said "no problem"
I looked up and saw it was him.Number 8.
He introduced himself "Hi I'm Pedri"
"Hi I'm y/n"
He looked down and saw my Real Madrid jersey.
"sorry your team didn't win"he said while laughing
I just gave him a blank stare and replied with "we'll beat you next time"
I couldn't help but smile.
"I have to go now bye"
"bye" he said
I walked as quick as I can to the changing room and spoke to the players.And y/bf/n was already there.—————————————————————————
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