What Is Love?

chapter 12

Love is weird. I love him so much. My pepi. And yesterday I finally got what I was longing for for so long. I honestly love him more than I love Macdonalds. But at this moment I would love an aspirin. My head is hurting like hell. I'm nauseous and I've thrown up at least 3 times since last night. If this is what a hangover feels like I'll never drink a drop of alcohol again. Not only that but my head is filled with one peticular event from last night. That steamy make out sesh that happened between me and my best friend. And I have to see him in like ten minutes. He's picking me up in like 10 minutes. I check myself one last time in the mirror. Pale, purple bags under my eyes, hair anything but in form; I pull my hoodie over my head. Im in a grumpy mood and I've slept less than an hour tonight. I make my way outside but consider returning inside with the first ray of sunlight hitting my face. My inner vampire is cursing me out right now. Damn I didn't now a head can hurt like this. I throw myself on Pedro's passenger seat while whimpering because my stomach hurts like hell. I turn my head and when I see his face, eyes, lips flashbacks from last night hunt me. I want to run out his car,but considering how that end last time I choose wisely to stay where I am. I turn my head across the window to damn embarresed to even look at him. Pedro looks confused, I can see his reflection in the mirror but I  choose to ignore him. As soon as he pulls up to the players parking lot of camp titi I  almost run out his car. Ignoring him once again when he calls my name. I start increasing my pace making it impossible for him to follow me, even though I am so dizzy. I can not talk to Pedro right now. I arrive at the training grounds and only then I realise I need to get rid of my hoodie. The only thing covering the mess Pedro created last night. I consider training in my hoodie but that's nearly impossible as for Xavi's opinion. Ale and ansu stumble onto the field. Looking as wrecked as me. 'Hola hermano you look like you've been hit by a truck' Ansu jokes. 'Like you look way better' I his. 'And Pablito feeling hangover?' Ale asked. 'Yes and I hate it' I complain. By then Pedro and the rest arrived to. Pedro still looking at me with confusion. He wanted to come and talk to me, but as on cueue Xavi called us. ' Hola chicos you look... awful. Luckily today's training is not that hard. Pablo get rid of that sweater it's 30 degrees'. No no no shit. I pull him over my head but the moment the skin of my neck is revealed  the whol team gasps for air. But soon shock turns into simple amusement. They start to laugh like it's the funniest thing ever. ' Oh dios Gavi that's why you dissappeared last night?' Ferran exclaimed. 'You where attacked by a bear or what?' Ansu screamed. I was so embarrassed. Everyone just laughed, except Pedro. He stood there smirking like a proud little child. 'Ay guys let the kid alone' Marc  said while trying not to laugh. Training was torture but honestly it went by in a blurr. I walk, well stumble trying to make my way back to Pedro's car cause he is still my personal taxi chauffeur. Suddenly a strong hand grabs my arm and pulls me into the janitors closet. It's dark but just by the smell of his sweat mixed with his deodorant I know it's him. He turns on the light and stares directly in my eyes. ' You're ignoring me. Why?' He asked. Still I am not able to look in his eyes. 'Pablo for God sake you can not do what did to me last night and then act like this the next day! Im losing my mind buddy and you're the cause' He vented. Still I can just not bring myself to give him the slightest look. He probably hates me for last night, he thinks I'm weird. Before I know it he grabs my chin, pulls me in and kisses me even harder than last night. I'm shoked. Completely flustered. ' See Pablito, I really do like you can't you just see that?!' He says like he just read my mind. 'Y-yoj like me? Me? Pablo gavira?' I asked still flustered by his words. 'Yes I like you stupid. I like everything about you Pablo Martin Paez Gavira' he stares at me. Only now I can see him blush. ' I like you too Pedro Lopez Gonzalez'. And with that he conects our lips again. It's a soft kiss, his lips beushibg feather like against my lips. But every second we sunk deeper into the kiss. He licks my bottom lip with his tongue to ask for permission to enter. Ofcourse I grand him permission. His hands traveling from my face to my waist. My arms tightly wrapped around his neck. His tongue starts to explore my mouth. When we both start to become short on breath we break our kiss. He takes my hands in his. 'We need to talk about... this but not here of course' he smiled while squeezing my hands. He opens the door and leads me outside. Only then he lets go of my hand. Wich I'm greatfull for because the last thing I want is our teammates finding out about whatever this is. We get to his car. I retake my familiar spot and he does the same. He starts the engine and places his hand on my knee. His hand is just laying there but it feels like its burning into my skin. 'I probably should say sorry for the mess I caused to your neck but I  don't feel like apologizing for mine and yours pleasure so I'm just not gonna do it' he smiled at me before sqeezing my knee. He drives me crazy.