I saw Pedri and Gavi begin to fight. I could hear them yelling.
It was about me.
I just couldn't take it anymore. Seeing the two people I love fight. So, I left.
I didn't care about the fact the camera was still around my neck or that I told Mia we would eat lunch together.
The only place I wanted to be was home.
I ran right to my office to grab my stuff and down to my car.
Looks familiar, right?
Instead of telling people my feelings, I just run away.
I mean fuck, my mom has been dead for a couple weeks and I haven't even told Gavi she got sick again.
God, I'm such a horrible girlfriend. Well, ex-girlfriend.
He was right.
I don't communicate. I just hide my problems so other people don't have to worry about me.
When I got home, I put my stuff down and immediately began crying.
Everything in this apartment made me think of Pablo.
I turned on do not disturb on my phone and decided to take a nap.
It was the only thing I wanted to do.
Mia's Pov
I heard that Pedri and Pablo started fighting at training.So, I decided to go over to Anna's office to ask what happened. But first I stopped at the cafe to get us some lunch.
When I got to Anna's office, I saw the lights were turned off. Her bag was gone, and her computer was off.
Damn it, I told her we'll eat lunch together.
I pulled out my phone and looked for Anna's contact.
When I hit the call button, it went straight to voicemail.
So, I decided to text her. A lot.
No answer.
Shit, this is bad.
I told myself, don't freak out Mia. I'm sure she's out running errands.
Everything will be okay.
I'll try talking too her again a little later.
Pedri's Pov
Once it was time to eat lunch, I thought I'd talk to Gavi.We need to clear the air between us.
Once I was done grabbing my food, I decided to sit across from Gavi.
I look down at my food. "Hey."
"Hey." He responded quietly.
Very awkward.
"Look, I wanted to apologize." I add.
He looks up. "It's fine."
"No, it's not fine. I beat up my best friend. We've been at each other's necks the past couple weeks. I want it to be over." I tell him.
He replies, "I should be the one who is sorry. You were just defending Annalee. So, I'm sorry."
I smile at him. "Truce?"
"Truce." He smiles back.
We dab each other up and continue talking.
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This is Me Trying|| P.G
RomanceAnnalee Solace grew up in Spain. Her father is best friend's with Pedri's father. Even though Annalee is a few years younger than Pedri, they became very good friends. But with her father taking a job in France, she had to put her life in Spain behi...