„gavi if you don't leave now , i will and you won't follow me"„and who or what is stopping me?"
„i am"
„just leave me alone!"
„you know i can't do that"
„i am very sure you can , you just don't want to , just like you didn't want to be with me since you literally cheated"
„you'll never stop pointing that out will you?"
„no , now go away"
„i'm staying"
this was getting too much . i was now standing up and leaving .
of course he followed me .
„when are you going to stop following me?"
„when i know that you got home safely"
„can you please stop saying those things?"
„why? not like you feel anything for me right?"
i shook my head and continued to walk away from him , faster than before .
„come on i hate walking fast"
„and i hate you , you're a professional footballer and complain about walking fast ... jesus christ"
for the rest of the walk i ignored him completely .
„i'm home , you can leave now"
„i'll bring you inside , pedri insisted because apparently xavi has friends over"
„ugh"
i was too tired to argue with him again and just stepped into my house , now being thankful for him and his presence being here since xavi and his friends are probably drunk and i hate drunk people .
and here we go . i was greeted by the disgusting smell of alcohol and xavi sitting at the table with his friends .
it didn't take them long to notice me .
„que zorra que llega a casa tan tarde!"
-> what a bitch, coming home so latei didn't understand what one of xavis friends said , but i knew that it definitely wasn't nice .
looking over at gavi , i saw him looking at the man with an angry expression on his face . obviously he understood what the man had said and now i was very sure that it was mean whatever he said .
„di algo así sobre ella nunca más y nunca podrás decir otra cosa"
-> say something like that about her never again and you can never say anything elseoh okay .
i shouldn't find his spanish attractive . i really shouldn't .
but i did .
„disculpar?"
-> i'm sorry?i understood that one .
„me escuchaste vamos amara, nos vamos"
-> you heard me , come on amara , we're leavingi listened to him for once because i was still in shock from the guy .
flashbacks from my dad .
„come on amara"
realizing i was in trance , he pulled my arm softly .
when we arrived in my room , i immediately locked it and walked up and down in my room , not getting the images from my father out of my head .
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Fanfictionin which the girl that lost her parents moves to barcelonas trainer xavi and meets a boy that will be the love of her life , who happens to be a 18 years old barcelona player ... they fall inlove , break up and find someone new . but will they find...