I'm just sitting in the car and realizing that my brother is back. I don't want to ever loose him again.
And the cutie boy. God damn. Pedro is driving us and we are going to a restourant beucase we are all hungry.
Cutie boy is on his phone, Ansu and Pedro are talking so I'm gonna look who that cutie Pablo is.
I type on instagram "Pablo" and all I got is some kids and I found Pablo Torre I think he is Pedro's teammate.
Then I've got an idea. I go to FC Barcelona profile and try to find picture of him. I find some Lewandowsi guy and I scroll a bit more and I find it.
@pablogavi I got it. I quickly look at his pictures. Wow. He is really cute and he is 18. 1 year older than me.
I can see Pablo is looking around and I immideately hide my phone in my pocket.
"What are you hiding? Cutie ask
"Nothing" i reply. I'm starting to blush.
"Then show me your phone".
"What? No"
"So you are hiding something. Pedro tell your sister to give me her phone".
"God Pablo can you shut up and don't make drama for 1 second"
"No unless you give me you phone"
"Oh God. You are so silly. Fine.",
I unlock my phone and give it to him. It was his insta of course. But I think he saw earlier that I'm looking at his insta posts.
Oh God why didn't I do this at home with Val?
"Oh is that me? Why are you looking at my insta?
"I don't know. Do I need you permission to look at your insta?"
"Maybe"
My phone is now in his hands. He winked at me. What is he gonna do? Oml. I think he just follow himself from my insta acc.
Oh and he is typing something on my contact list. Is he typing his number in it. Yes.
He give me his number. Omg.
"Pablo what the fuck are you doing leave her alone" Pedro say. He is protective as always.
"Bro chill I didn't do anything" he reply
We arrive to our destination. Pablo got out first and open the door for me. I look around and see huge restaurant.
We got in and I sit next to Pedro. Pablo is sitting in front of me and Ansu next to him.
We order our food. Pedro is regular as always he order pasta, Ansu order chicken salad, Pablo order pizza same as me. He ever order same pizza.
Me and Pedro talk a lot. We talk about our past 14 years and how we survive it.
That makes me cry. I don't ussualy talk about my past beucase I cry every time I think about it. I tell Pedro that I was depressed when I was in 7 grade. Everyone make fun of me for not having a father here at England.
Pedro give me a hug and I lay at his chest. It helps me relax when I'm listening to someone's heartbeat.
I looked over to Pablo and he is already looking at me. God damn that boy drives me crazy. His eyes. No that is not possible. I met him 2 hours ago.
Our food come and I checked my phone to see if Val is okay and to tell her what happend. But than I got instagram notification.
@pablogavi follow you back.
When i see the notification I start blushing. Why is he doing this to me. I almost suffocate with my juice.
I looked over to him and he is now looking at me. He just smile and begin to eat his pizza.
I look at my right where Pedro is sitting and I see him happy eating his pasta. My eyes started to fill up with tears. But I need to play it cool.
I'm now eating my pizza and my phone ring. It's Jude. He is my friend from High School.
"Sorry guys need to answer this" I exuse myself and answer the phone.
"Heyy sweetheart how are you doing"
"Hi babe I'm good. I'm actually in restaurant right now and I will call you later. If you don't have training ofc."
"Okay baby I'll text you when I finish with training. Love you"
"Love you too"
"And who was that lucky boy" Pablo ask.
"It was my friend for High School."
"Didn't sound like a friend" Ansu add
"I don't care you think what you want he is just a friend. I don't want any relationships beucase of my traumas so please leave me alone."
"Sarah it's okay I trust you. Come here"
Pedro say looking sad a litlle bit.
I lay my head at Pedro's chest and he is playing with my hair.
We finished our food and Pedro take me home. Pablo didn't speak much from the phone call with Jude. I don't know what is wrong with him but he seems a litlle different. I ask him if he is okay many times but it's been always the same "yes I'm good" he even fake a smile.
