Football imagines (Misc players)

Attention seekers (Pedri)

**I got this request from Barca_Baby_08 and my writer's block suddenly disappeared. Funny that, right? Anyways, the story is set in lockdown-ish times but that isn't the plot but what kickstarts the plot. Hope you guys enjoy it!! ❤️❤️**

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"So it's cancelled? Yeah, I get it. Hopefully, you won't feel too bad. See you soon".

You hung up the phone feeling so annoyed by the change of plans. After all the months of lockdown, it was possible to travel again and you had planned a trip with your uni friends. But now one of them tested positive and both she and all the others had to stay home. You didn't see them since your exams were done, so you knew you were fine but...what were you going to do for your holidays now? Your family was going on a cruise with some friends of the family and you couldn't think of a more boring plan.

"What's wrong, princess? You look sad", said your dad when he saw you sitting down, phone still in your hand.

"My holidays have been cancelled because all my friends have to quarantine. I guess I'll stay here. There are worse places to be".

"Come with us. There's room for one more".

"I don't like cruises, dad. Besides, you're travelling with people I don't even know".

"Nonsense", he said, and you could tell he was not going to change his mind. "You know them. We used to be with them all the time".

"Yes, when I was a baby. I don't remember any of it".

"Well, they are great so why don't you come with us to Barcelona to see them and then if you don't want to go on the cruise, you can come back here and be all alone. But give it a try".

"Ok", you said, rolling your eyes. It wasn't as if you had better plans.

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A lot of the stricter restrictions had been lifted, but you still needed to quarantine before travelling abroad. So the families' plan was to stay at the house of one of the kids in Barcelona since that's where the cruise will be leaving from. It was apparently big enough for all of you because he was a rich football player now. You couldn't care less about those things.

"I can't believe you don't remember Pedri", said your mum.

"I do", laughed your sister.

"Well, you're older...".

"Yes, and I also remember because you two were so funny together. You were either throwing things at him or trying to kiss him".

"Don't say that in front of him", you told her but her smirk told you she was going to tell him the moment she could bring it up.

"I'm sure you'll get on well, honey. He's a great kid and so is his brother".

You nodded at your dad's words, already bored of hearing so much about Perfect Pedri. It was going to be a long trip for sure.

When you got to his house you couldn't lie and pretend you weren't impressed. He really was doing well. And also, a big house meant it was easier to avoid people you didn't want to see so it worked for you.

After all the greetings and all the "oh my God! I can't believe how tall and pretty you are!" comments, you excused yourself to your room. People never realised how shy you actually were and being surrounded by strangers, even if they weren't completely strangers, wasn't so easy for you. Plus the heartbreak of missing out on your dream holidays with your friends was still too recent.