𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍, pablo gavi

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙫𝙚, pablo

❝ i want to wear his initial. ❞
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I was cleared to play today. Maybe not the whole game, but at least I was going to play.

I realize now that jumping the way I always do may get me really injured sometime. But, I don't really think when I'm on the field, I just do crazy shit and get really angry.

We're playing against Morocco. Flashbacks of the last world cup came back to mind to every single one of us.

We were playing great, we were giving it our all. Unfortunately we lost to penalties. No way are we going to lose this year. I'm not going to let it happen.

I'm going to give all I have and play like it's my last match.

I was put in right midfield as always, with Pedri and Rodri in the midfield with me.

We're warming up right now and I keep looking at the seat above our bench. Not because it's a beautiful chair, but a beautiful woman's supposed to be here.

The game starts in ten minutes and Isabel still hasn't come. We're supposed to be getting inside to make an entrance in a few minutes.

Pedri drags me in telling me she'll be here any second and not to worry. I tell him I'll be in in just a minute and he gives up and wishes me luck.

Good thing I waited this extra minute because there she was, getting in her seat. Since I'm the only player left on the field, she immediately notices me and waves as a hi.

I wave back with that smile she brings out in me every time unconsciously.

She turns around and points at her back, showing me that she's wearing my number and last name. That tiny smile I had just turned into a huge grin as I head back in.

I love this girl.

· • • •·

It's the thirty six minute, Pedri is in possession of the ball, he has an opportunity to shoot at the goal but two Moroccan players rush to him, surrounding him. And so he passes me the ball from behind.

I run as fast as I can towards it and immediately shoot it towards the goal. It comes in! We scored!

I run in excitement to the corner of the field while the rest of my team comes up to me. Pedri's the happiest one as he hugs me and lifts me up.

After a little we calm down and get back to the match but not before I make a heart sign with my hands and then make the letter B.

I'm not sure if Isabel wants whatever we have out in public, and since we're the only ones to know about my nickname for her than no one else will know what that B stands for.

The rest of the game is pretty normal, Nico scores a goal with Pedri assist once again at the second half and I was taken out shortly after that replaced with the only man I hate in this team, Daniel Carvajal.

However, I've learned to be good player and don't show him my hate towards him during our trainings and match and actually high five'd him when he came in.

We're now in the locker room celebrating our win. Ansu and Pedri are the life of the party. They've repeated Isa's song for the third time now.

"Tommorrow, dinner on me boys!" Coach yells before getting out of the locker room getting us even more excited. Everyone's dancing around celebrating, that's what I love about football.

"Like my song this much?" I hear my favorite voice echo through the room and everyone cheers on and yells 'González Junior!' as she leans on the door frame.

Everyone rushes over to her and then lifts her up in the air throwing her up and down making her laugh very hard. "I don't think girls are allowed in here." She manages to say between laughs but no one seems to care.

They put her down after a couple of minutes after she got a little dizzy. She whispers something in her brother's ear and he nods his head in understanding before she leaves again.

I want to catch up to her but Pedri stops me and points me to the shower. "I need to talk to her." I tell him.

"Shower first. I don't think my sister will appreciate a dirty, sweaty, smelly man to talk to her." He forces me to the shower and I sight in defeat getting in.