Forever Proud.

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𝐘/𝐍 𝐏𝐎𝐕.
𝐆𝐀𝐕𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐘, he's been freaking out all this week about it. It's the last game to ever be played at the Original Camp Nou and i can see when i talk about it how stressed he is.

The warm Barcelona sun woke me up this morning, i rolled out of Pablos firm grip on my waist, and headed to our shared bathroom.

While washing my face, i felt the familiar strong arms wrap around my stomach.
"Why did you leave me alone angel." Pablo says softly. "sorry mi amor, we have a very exciting day ahead of us." i say turning around and looking at him in the eyes.

Those damm chocolate brown eyes get me every single time. I swear, i would get lost in them if i stared too long.

"It's rude to stare sweetheart." Gavi smirks.
i roll my eyes at him harshly, even though i know i can't be angry at him. "so i can't admire my favourite boy?" i replied returning the same smirk. "Mm i don't mind." he says.

We continued to do our regular morning routine, side by side, as usual, but i noticed that Pablo isn't talking as much or making as much jokes as he normally does, maybe he's a little nervous.

Looking over at him, i can see his expression is very anxious looking. I hate seeing him this way.

"Are you okay pablito?"
he looks up at me, "I'm just really nervous Y/N.
i don't want to let my team , Pedri , the fans , but most importantly i don't want to let you down."

I look at his teary eyes, people have tore this boy apart. he overthinks these games way more than he deserves to, i just wish he knew how much he meant to those around him, constantly making people feel happy. he deserves so much better.

"Pablo, no matter what happens on or off the field, you always know that i have always been and always will be you're number one fan, and i'll forever be proud and grateful for you. You can always talk to me if you feel like this. I'm so proud of you and you might not realise, but your teammates are as-well, and Xavi too." I walk over to him and pull him into a comforting hug while he silently sobs into my neck.

"Forever proud of you. Always."

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