Mercedes P.O.VI had arrived to Barcelona for PSG'S game.
I wasn't planning on coming but Ney had begged me to come out and watch the game.
Me personally , I wasn't too excited because that meant I would have to see Ky at some point and I absolutely did not want that at all.
The only reason I came was for Ney and Ney only.
The game had started about 5 minutes ago and I was a little late but I still managed to find a seat all the up at the top.
There wasn't much going on and the score hadn't moved up anyways.
But I was hoping this would be an easy win for PSG.
I knew how competitive Barça got when it came to the champions league and I wasn't letting my hopes down just yet.
As I was watching the match a certain player caught my attention.
I swear I had seen him somewhere before.
Where was it?..
The World Cup
His name was Pedri Gonzalez and he was a central midfielder for Barcelona.
I remember him from the World Cup because I had ran into him while trying to run away from Ky.
When he called me a slut and all.
Pedri found me and tried to comfort me and we talked for a bit.
But I never mentioned anything of it after that. I figured it wasn't too be taken too serious.
But I wondered if he remembered me.
Anywho , my focus was brought back to the game when my brother made the first goal for PSG.
The PSG fans went crazy and I was happy that we had finally made a goal.
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The game ended with PSG leading 4-2 and I went down to go and greet Neymar.
He was surrounded by his teammates so I waited by the sidelines for their celebration to be over.
I snuck a quick glance at the other side where all the Barça players were and caught Pedri's glance.
He shot me a half smile before I turned back around quickly.
That was so embarrassing. I hope he doesn't come over here.
But before I could finish my thoughts someone called me.
"Mercedes?" a voice spoke.
"It's me Pedri"
"Yes yes. I know it's you Pedri." I joked turning to face him.
"I know I was just making sure you didn't forget." he said winking.
I quickly turned to see if Ney was still occupied with his teammates so it wouldn't be awkward for them to see me hanging with their rival opponent.
And to my relief they were too busy in their own dances to even know I was on the field.
"Nice game today." I said not knowing how else to continue the conversation.
"Thanks. But I think we could've done better and besides your brother is like really good and y'all have Mbappe so we were bound to lose" he said scratching his head.
"Mbappe isn't that good" I scoffed.
He laughed.
"I'm sorry. I forgot about the whole incident with you both" he said apologetically.
YOU ARE READING
to love is to take a risk (sequel to risky behavior)
Romancekylian and mercedes slowly find their way back to each other, but now there's another problem in the way of their relationship and it's not neymar.....