Emerald green eyed dream / Pablo Gavi

Chapter 42

Gavi is eying me from the court in a way that tells me I should better be in the locker room corridor and fast. The girls behind me are going crazy because they think Gavi looked at them. Oh girls, how can you be so wrong. Don't they see the difference between a gaze that tells the fans here I am and the one that tells someone to come with them. Maybe they are not that close friends since as besties Madeline and I can tell each other a whole story with just using our eyes and that is a really good feature to have.

"Bye Sira, it was lovely to meet you and hopefully we're seeing each other in the future as well," I say to Ferran's girlfriend before leaving for the locker rooms.

Sira wishes me good bye and tells me to be in touch if I need a friend. And I think I will do that. I don't have an endless list of friends so getting a new one isn't a bad thing. Maybe she, Madeline and I can watch Spain's next match together.

Gavi is already in the locker room corridor as I arrive. I run towards him and wrap my legs around his torso as I jump on his lap. He wraps his arms around my back and squeezes me tightly against him.

"You played so well tonight sweetie," I tell him and smile the brightest smile I have.

"It is all on you. You made me play this good. The first half was terrible but you saved my day," he answers.

I just smile at him and give him a hug.

"Now you definitely deserve a reward for that," Gavi says and lifts my chin so he has a better line of sight to my mouth.

"Yes I definitely do," I answer and tug his hair to make him look at my eyes before giving him the access to my mouth. Gavi breathes sharply as he takes my lips on his.

Our cute little kisses turn quickly into a burst of flames. He slips his tongue inside my mouth as I part my lips more. Oh god, he's a good kisser. Really, really good. It must be the latino genes that make him do magic with his mouth.

A cough brings my mind back to the real world from the seventh heaven I'm while making out with him. As I look over his shoulder I see the whole Spain's team and the coaches staring at us. No, no, no. This is so embarrassing. I was so caught up in the moment I didn't realise we were still in the public corridor. I'm dying out of embarrassment. I won't be able to look at them ever again.

From the corner of my eye I notice Pedri making his way towards us. Please Pedri, please take the attention away from us, I pray as I untangle my legs from Gavi's torso and jump back to the ground. Gavi doesn't let go of me even though everyone from the team is looking at us. Instead he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him. Maybe he senses I need mental support so I won't die right in this spot.

"Let's go to the locker room to celebrate the win! Vamooos!!" Pedri says and opens the door. 

Thankfully the team gets inside and leaves us alone except Pedri and the head coach. Pedri tells Gavi he owns him one and gets inside as well. He really does since he saved us from being humiliated by the team.

As the door closes the coach turns to look at us amused. "Maybe you two should go and spend some time together. I don't usually do this kind of exception but I have been young once and I know what being in love does to a young people's brain. Gavi you played the second half really well and I believe I have to thank her for that, am I right?" the coach asks.

Gavi turns to look at the ground and scratches his neck as he answers, "yeah you are right."

"Gavi, look at me. Being in love isn't something you should be embarrassed about, it's a wonderful thing. But I prefer not to see that kind of a show again. Please do those things behind the closed doors," the coach says.

"We just got hooked up at the moment," Gavi answers.

"I can see. You have an amazing girl next to you so go spend some time with her and I will talk to you about the game tomorrow when your head is hopefully more present. I know you won't be able to concentrate at all right now so I don't ask you to do so," the coach says and turns a bit to talk to me. "I see what you are doing to him. He is alive on a whole different level so keep doing what you are doing with my young star. I wish a good night to both of you and see you soon. Let the hormones take control over you," he says and winks an eye before disappearing to the locker room.

I turn to look him in the eyes and notice that hormones have definitely taken care of both of us and I can see it is true that love messes up with your brain.