*Pedri's pov"
I was sleeping peacefully when I was woken up by the sound of my mobile phone. I looked and noticed that Pablo was calling me."Yes?" I answered on the cell phone. "You won't believe what happened!", Pablo literally shouted. "What?" I asked, half asleep. "What are you doing to make you sound like that?" "I'm sleeping, at least I was until you woke me up." "Oh, sorry, I didn't know." "What happened?" "You won't believe who I saw." "'You'd better have seen the King of Spain.'" Otherwise you're dead." "No, I saw Sofia." "Wait a minute, is that why you called me and woke me up?" "Yes, logical?" "I can't believe what an idiot you are.. bye!" "No, no, no, no, don't end the call...", he tried to stop me, but it was too late. I hung up.
My phone literally blew up from the call. I thought it was going to explode. I had to answer my cell phone at the end. "You can't just hang up on me." "You see I can." "Oh, I hate you." "You and I both know you can't hate me."
"Listen, and then when I saw her...", Pablo started again. "No, listen, I'm not interested in the private life of Sofia Díaz," I interrupted him. "But this will interest you." "Believe me, it won't." "Just listen." "Okay, fine, but be quick." "Don't worry I will."
"Guess where I saw her."
"Pablo I really don't have time for this." "Ok, ok, I saw her in our cafe. Do you know what that means?"
"That we should find a new cafe?"
"No imbecile! It's some kind of signal. Fate."
"Yes, yes, is that all?"
"No, do you know what she drank." "Coffee probably."
"COFFEE!"
"Alright? I don't like coffee anyway. Maybe she's your soulmate. You're obsessed with her, though."
"Come on, I'm serious."
"Ugh, I really had to get up for this?" "You know what happened then?"
"Do I look like I know? It's not like I've been there."
"And I'm stupid for asking you, anyway, you know who she was with? With Maria."
"Physiotherapist?"
"Yes with her."
"What are they now? Like best friends or?
"I don't know, but it doesn't really matter. In that moment...",
the relationship broke. I don't think I was sorry, but I kind of wondered what happened then. I don't know why? It's not like I was interested in Sofia Díaz's life. I think the power went out. I went out to check what was going on. Looks like a fuse has blown.I fixed it, and at that moment my cell phone started ringing like crazy again. I had to answer. "Did you hang up on me again?" "No, the power went out." "Ok, and you're better." I laughed at that moment. "By the way, then..." and here he is again.
"...some guy came. I couldn't see him well. But from afar he looked like he was flirting with her. HE GAVE HER FLOWERS!" "Okay, and why does it concern me?" "WHY DOES IT CONCERN YOU? SOMEONE LITERALLY FLIRTED WITH YOUR GIRLFRIEND, AND IT DOESN'T CONCERN YOU!" "Okay, calm down. First of all, she's not my girlfriend. Second of all, I don't care who she's seeing. And if she was my girlfriend, I wouldn't stalk her." I honestly didn't care. But... It kind of hit me a little. I don't know how to explain it. Like I care. But it didn't, why should I care?
"Hello, can you hear yourself?" "Did she accept the flowers?" I asked, I don't even know why. "I CAN SEE THAT YOU CARE!!!", I immediately regretted my question.
"No, I don't care, I'm just curious"
"Yes, yes, I trust you that you don't care. And yes she accepted."
"Is that all?", my voice trembled, I don't know why, as if I was scared of something . I wasn't afraid of anything. I didn't understand my actions at that moment. "Well yeah, roughly."
"Great, see you then.", I ended the call to Pablo. Why do I feel like I care, even though I don't. I really don't know. I have to take my mind off of it. From Sofia. I decided it was best to play a game of FIFA. I've been playing fifa a lot lately. You could say that I have become a professional.
That occupied my mind.
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Dinero-Pedri Gonzalez
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