never fall for brown eyes // Pedri

chapter 41

I wake up to someone stirring beside me. It's still quite dark in the room, so it must be pretty early.

"I'm sorry chiqui, but I need to leave before Gavi thinks that I've been murdered. I'll see you later, go back to sleep," He whispers to my ear and gives me a light kiss on the lips.

I close my eyes and hear the door click shut. My brain can't fully comprehend what happened last night or why I feel so peaceful. Well, I felt peaceful until I heard someone clearing their throat.

"Are you two having sleepovers now?" Evelynn asks me and jumps on my bed.

"No, I was just having a rough night and he took care of me," I try to hide my silly little smile.

"Are you at least okay now?" She asks and gives me a hug. I love my best friend so much, she is caring beyond limits and she always takes care of others before herself.

"I don't know, but I'm certainly better," I admit and hug her back.

"Good, because I really want to go back to sleep. It's only five in the morning, so we still have a good few hours to sleep before getting up for the game," She says and makes a move to leave my room.

"Wanna sleep over?" I ask and grab her hand. She responds by giggling and we both go back to sleep next to each other.

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"Woohoo let's go England!" I scream from the top of my lungs as Harry Kane scores a goal against Senegal. We're leading 3-0 and the game has been very exciting so far. It definitely looks like we're going through to round 16. Me and Evelynn do a little victory dance that has now become our signature celebration for the goals.

After the game we run to the locker room to celebrate with the boys. Mason, Declan and Jack are doing some weird dance together and Harry is singing with Bukayo. Everyone is laughing and having a good time. As we enter Jude and Jordan Henderson pull us in for a hug and we're unfortunately getting their man sweat all over us. Locker room celebrations always remind me of Formula 1 podium celebrations, but champagne is switched to water and instead of the national anthem you'll hear Freed From Desire by GALA.

I notice my phone beeping and see that I've received a message from a strange number.

stranger: meet me in locker room number 4 in five minutes chiqui. Tenemos que hablar.

Me: I'm sorry but who is this?

Of course I think I know who it is. Only one person uses that stupid nickname. But I'm not lying, I did delete his number after what happened in Barcelona.

stranger: Ouch chiqui, you deleted my number? Well it's me, the person who slept next to you last night, so stop playing and come to the locker room NOW!

So demanding, well at least he's not pretending like last night didn't happen, so I guess that's good.

I tell Evelynn that I'll meet her after the boys' strategy meeting. She just gives me a sly smile and pushes me out of the door to hurry along.

I almost walk past door number 4 but a hand pulls me into the dark and empty room. The door is quickly closed after me and I'm being pushed against it. Lips that have become very familiar to me crash against mine and my feet become jelly. Butterflies erupt in my stomach and a pair of hands appears on my waist grounding me.

"I missed you so much, chiqui. You can't believe how hard it was for me to leave your bed this morning," Pedri whispers in between our kisses. I have no idea what happened to him finding me extremely annoying. I guess it's true what they say about hate and love, the line between them is very thin after all.

"I missed you too guapo. But shouldn't you be somewhere getting ready for a game or something?" I ask him, removing my lips from his.

"I am getting ready for a game and you're helping me. But we need to talk about last night," He says and turns on the lights. I see that he's wearing Spain's away shirt and the whole team gear. The blue shirt brings a nice contrast to his dark hair and eyes, making him look even more attractive.

"I don't think there's anything to talk about. You're free to kiss whoever you like, it's not like you're mine." I say shrugging at him. He winces a bit and I can see hurt flashing behind his eyes. Of course I wish he wouldn't kiss anyone else and of course I wish he was mine. But I have to start being honest to myself.

"But what if I don't want to kiss anyone else? What if I only want to do that with you? I'm not saying I'm ready for a relationship or anything like that, but I have grown to like spending time with you chiqui," He says, biting his lip lightly. I can see that he's pretty nervous

"Then I guess you have your answer," I smile at him seductively and give him a light kiss. I know I'm going to end up hurting again, but I might as well enjoy the time before the inevitable. I don't want to bring Barcelona up, because I know I'd break my own heart by asking.

Pedri just smiles at me and tugs me in for a hug. "Can you please stay and watch our game? I can arrange you a seat behind our bench, no one will know you're there-" He rambles on before I have a chance to shut him up with a kiss.

"Yes, I'd love that. I just have to make up something to tell my brother. But I think Evelynn can cover for me or can she come too?" I ask him.

"I don't know if I'm able to sneak both of you in," He replies with a shameful look on his face.

"Don't worry about it, it's okay. I'm sure she and Gavi will spend some time together anyways," I say and give him a playful wink.

Pedri pulls me in again for a breathtaking kiss until he stops abruptly. "You do understand that you can't wear England's shirt to Spain's game?" He asks me with a sneaky smile on his face.

Before I have the chance to reply, he walks to his bag that is sitting on one of the benches and pulls out Spain's home shirt. "Here, take my shirt and you'll fit right in. No one will even notice you. It's clean, I promise," He laughs and throws the shirt at me. I change into it and it fits me just fine and thank god it's clean, but also smells like Pedri's aftershave.

"Wow, eres muy hermosa ahora. You should never take it off, it really suits you better than your brother's," He says and whistles.

"Are you trying to make me betray my country?" I ask him while he just laughs.

"Maybe, is it working?" He asks and pulls me in for another kiss.

"I'm not admitting anything," I reply and respond to his kiss.

Our secret spot is soon invaded by other Spanish players and I take that as my que to go. Pedri tells me to come by the locker room in an hour to get my pass for the game. I give him a little smile and leave to inform Evelynn of my plans.