stuck between two // Pedri and Gavi

12 - The Phone Call

~ Author's Note ~

So I finally published a chapter guys!!! I hope you're proud of me </3 And you enjoy of course as well.

Also sorry if I get mixed up and write in second person because I've been writing in a lot more second person lately so it is hard to switch back to first. Thank you for understanding.

Also sorry that this chapter is a tad bit shorter; it has been a while since I've updated on this book, so I had to ease into it a bit. Expect more updates, though! (hopefully I'll be updating more in the following days)

Pedri's Perspective

I pick up the phone without even seeing who is calling. I just hit answer, assuming it is Victoria. "Hello; this is Pedri Gonzalez speaking," I say into the phone.

"Hi... Pedri," says her smooth voice. "It's, uh, Victoria," she says softly, and her voice cracks on her own name, making it clear that she has been crying.

"Did you break up with your boyfriend?" I ask right away, leaning back on my couch, crossing my legs up on the table. I mute the football game playing on the television.

"Y- Yeah... I don't know if it was the right thing."

"Why? How did he react?" I ask, my eyebrows furrowing.

She sniffs, and now it is very clear she is crying. "He yelled at me... and said he didn't deserve this and... I broke his heart. I know I did, and I feel so bad. He called me names. He's never called me names before. I really hurt him."

"I'm sorry..." I says softly. "But you know if he reacted like that, it's good you broke up with him. Any guy who would yell and call you names if you say you're breaking up with him didn't really love you. He was selfish. Being with you made him feel good; it was nothing about you, and selfish relationships are never healthy. Don't go back to him. The fact that he reacted like that shows he cares about himself more than he cares about you. If he didn't, he would've understood that this was the best for you, and would've have tried to guilt you into not doing it. I know it hurts, but all I'm saying is that no matter how nice he was or whatever, a guy like him isn't worth going back to."

There is silence on the other end of the phone, until the girl finally replies with a sniff, "You're so... thank you so much. I think I really needed to hear those words. How'd you even come up with that?"

I laugh, shrugging, although I guess she can't see it. "I honestly don't know. Sometimes stuff just comes out of my mouth. Don't know where it comes from. Hey, anyway, I know this is all hard for you, but can I ask you something?"

"Sure, Pedri, of course..." she says. I'm glad she sounds like she's in such a better mood than she was before, at least.

"Are you busy tomorrow, at around, say, oh I don't know, 2:00 in the afternoon?"

"Oh, uh... No, I don't believe so, Pedri. Why...?"

"Well," I smile to myself, "I could, you know, pick you up at your house. Just to go out with each other. You know? Maybe it'd be nice to get out of your house and get your mind off your ex. We could like go hang out at an ice cream parlor or something. You know, just something simple."

"Oh! Uh... Well..." I sit, waiting for her answer. She is silent for a few seconds, and I'm about to ask if she's still there when she finally answers, "Sure, I guess. That sounds like it'd be nice."

"Alright. So will you text me your address or what, so I could pick you up?"

"Oh- I, uh... No... I don't think so... Uh... Maybe we could meet somewhere, Pedri?" She is talking quicker than before now, and sounds rather nervous. 

I furrow my eyebrows at this reaction, but say simply, making sure my voice sounds cheery, "Oh, sure, of course, Victoria! Where would you like to meet? Really anywhere in Barcelona is good with me; I like car rides, and I have time."

"Oh... uh, you know what, it's fine, Pedri. You can just tell me whatever ice cream parlor you're thinking, and I'll meet you there at 2:00, alright? Does that sound good?"

"Sure, of course. If that is what you're comfortable with." I then suggest my favourite place to go get ice cream after training. She seems pretty open to it, and even mentions that she also loves the ice cream there. "Alright, anything else?" I ask, my thumb hovering over the call end button on my phone. "Or will I see you tomorrow at 2:00 at the ice cream parlor?"

"U-hm, can I just ask you one more thing, Pedri?" she asks in a softer, more delicate voice. Honestly kind of cute.

"Of course, Victoria. Ask away."

"Do you... you... You really mean it, right? You'll show up, right? You won't... leave me hanging there, right?"

My eyes widen, and I feel like my heart is being squeezed at her question spoken in such a small voice. She must really be a lonely, sad girl, huh? Well, I hope I can change that. "Of course I'll show up, Victoria. I would never leave you hanging. In fact, tomorrow, as I'm heading over, I can call you, okay? We can talk while we're heading over, right?"

"Right," she says softly. "Wow, Pedri, you're really... you really seem like a really nice, good guy."

This makes me unable to not grin, and I shift in my seat a bit, nodding to myself.  "Thanks so much, Victoria. You seem like a sweet, beautiful girl. I'm really excited to get to know you more. Anyway, is that goodbye for now, then?"

"Yeah, I suppose so," she says, her voice brighter, which warms my heart. "Goodbye, Pedri! Talk to you later! And see you later!"

"Alright, goodbye," I smile and hang up. I lean my head back on the couch, closing my eyes, the smile lingering, and all I can think is that this girl is something.

I've never felt like this talking to a girl before. I've never felt this excited to hang out with a girl before. Never before.

Maybe this is the start of something...?

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