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MARISOL's POV
how the guys got me out the house after another three days of sulking is something i'll never know. at least my mom was home to help me get out of it this time.
not saying my brothers or dad weren't any help.
but sometimes all you need is your mom.
other times, you need your childhood club and best friends.
i shut my door and we hurried into the club the second we saw people about to swarm us. the good thing is, security was there to get us in safely and we were heading down to the bar where some teammates were already at.
pre-season starts tuesday which means we only have two days and everyone decided we'd live it up here.
i had to make sure pedri wasn't attending, and he wasn't. if it wasn't obvious, he was with abril. so i felt relaxed walking in when i scared ona from behind. "you came!" but she didn't care and squeezed everything out of me. i go around and find jana who was also more than happy to see me.
we all immediately start to catch up at a booth but i can't be rude and not go around to say hi to everyone else. but i promised i'd be back.
i always find my way back to them.
i find so many of them like koundé and raphinha and give them a small hug before i find others like lewandowski and christensen. "it feels like i haven't seen you in forever." lewandowski tells me but he's kinda right. "i'll make my dad throw another party so everyone can come by again."
"we'll be the first ones there this time." ansu yells, totally overhearing our conversation.
i laugh but go back to the round table where alexia scoots over to make room for me again. "que dice la princesa de barca? (what does the princess of barca say?)" she asks, while swinging an arm around my shoulder.
"same old, same old."
no one even hides their disappointment in my answer. "you can't say that when you've been back home for a month now. something had to have happened already!" mapi complains.
hearing the fact that i've already been here a month is insane to me.
"exactly, a month. i'm not in a rush."
"you should still be the first to make the move."
move?! "i'm sorry what-"
"you and gavi." no fucking way. i start to laugh like crazy and ona joins. "why are you guys laughing like that?!"
"you guys don't seriously think they're gonna get together, right?"
"oh so suddenly you're cupid?" alexia points at ona. "no i'm just saying i've been around the two long enough to see the fact that they always have been and always will be friends."
ona may be five years older, but when i was ten, she was like a big sister to me.
she still is after taking my side. "she's right, we're just friends." i wonder how many times in my life i'm gonna have to make that clear. "whatever you say, marisol!"
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cruel summer | PEDRI GONZALEZ
Fanfiction❈ marisol messi, former PSG player, returns with her dad and family as they find their way back to their roots and play for FC Barcelona once again where she rekindles lost friendships and much more. ❈ anything can happen in one summer...