Hotel room (pedri)

Last night in Paris

Through out the whole song there was not one moment that me and pedri weren't all over eachother. The constant grinding,the hand placement,the hickey on my neck spoke for itself.

The next song came on and my energy was a little bit drained. Pedri was extremely turned on and had to have a seat to try and cover the bulge in his pants. He found a free space at the bar and sat,and i took my place on his lap. He took another shot to get him a bit more drunk. Kylian was on the seat next to us and he was already extremely wasted.

Ramos came over and his first words were "someone take his kid home" patting on kylians shoulder.

"i am fine i am fine okay" he replied almost falling of the stool.

Pedri kept on giving me kisses. In between each kiss he said

"you"

"taste"

"like"

"alcohol"

and then finalized the kiss by sticking his tounge into my mouth. That led into a makeout infront of the whole bar.

"haha theyre french kissing,in france" mbappe said.

Pedri pulled away laughing and pushed mbappe on his shoulder that led him having to be caught by ramos and messi behind him.

My energy came back and i immediately got up and dragged Pedri with me so we can dance.

That's what the whole night was. Dancing drinking and kissing. A couple conversations with some random people and our new best friends. Neymar was speaker to me about how cute me and pedri are together. Pretty much everyone else agreed.

When it was time to go back we got picked up in the limos. I passed out onto pedri. My head stayed on his lap whilst he kept rubbing my arms as i was shivering from the cold. Gavi and xavi were in the limo with us and were extremely concerned for me. Gavi took of my heels and once we arrived at the hotel pedri picked me up bridal style and took me into his room.

He laid me on the bed,and carefully took of my dress and tried to put his hoodie on me. I was in and out so i didn't really feel much yet i kept my eyes closed the whole time. He took of my makeup with my cleansing water and makeup wipes and tucked me into the sheets nicely.

As much as he wanted to cuddle up and hold me,he decided to pack away my things. He put all my clothes nicely folded into my suitcase,took everything i had in the bathroom and put them back in they're bags. By the time he finally got to come into bed,i ran to the toilet to throw up.

He ran just as fast as i did to help me and keep my hair back.

"are you okay beautiful?" he said stroking me lightly.

"mhm" i said wiping my mouth.

He ran to get me a paracetamol and he took a bottle of water from the mini fridge. He handed it to me and helped me drink it.

He finally carried me back to bed as i had past out again and held me closer than ever.

So much for my last night in paris.