Emerald green eyed dream / Pablo Gavi

Chapter 21 - Gavi's pov

"Only 5 minutes before the start of our big match, you ready Gavi?" Ferran Torres asks.

"For sure!!" I yell straight to his face and do a fistbump with him.

Adrenaline is flowing in my veins and I feel like I have a lot of extra energy to use. The energy might be from the chicken burrito I had for lunch or the extremely unbelievably marvelous kiss I shared with the red dress girl two hours ago.

I thought I wouldn't be able to concentrate at all after that since the kiss filled up every nerve of my body. When we kiss I can't even think of the rest of the world. But to my surprise that experience just boosted me to be more ready than ever. I predict I'm going to play really well tonight.

"We're rocking today bro!" Pedri says and slams me in the back.

"We're going to be fucking unstoppable!" I say and slam him back.

"As we always are," Pedri answers and hugs me before going to his starting position.

The game starts. We're playing against Morocco today. They have played surprisingly well in the tournament so I'm expecting they're going to hit hard on us. That doesn't mean we have lower chances of winning of course. We're doing our best and they are probably doing their best and we're going to see how it goes.

Okay I'm kidding, we're definitely not going to lose as long as I'm playing in this team. I'm a very competitive person and losing is something I'm not letting happen.

It's 0 - 0 at half time. We both got some good shots, our team a little better than Morocco though, but neither of us made a goal. Maybe the Moroccans understand during the half time that it's impossible to get past Unai Simón since it's the truth.

We got some extra grit at half time and play the second half better than ever. Marco Asensio scores when there is 55 minutes on the clock and Álvaro Morata right after at 58 minutes. Morocco has absolutely no chance after those and we win.

"You were our little hornet today, Gavi. You were taking everything out of those Moroccans," Dani Olmo praises when we are heading to the locker room.

"I just had a really good feeling today," I answer and sent a silent thank you to the red dress girl in my mind. It was all on her. She made me play this good today.

"Qualified for the round of 8! I couldn't be more proud of you boys. Now let's get some rest and make tomorrow a good day," our head coach Luis Enrique says at the end of his speech.

Tired as hell I'm more than ready to call it a day.