𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓 | 𝐏𝐄𝐃𝐑𝐈 𝐆.

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Warning: This chapter contains smut.

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𝙿𝙾𝚅: 𝚅𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊
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A few weeks have passed ever since I've been back in Barcelona. It's the start of October, the weather dropping and the Autumn spirit getting higher. Ever since me and Pedri got stuck in my room, we sort of drifted apart and started arguing more. It's usually over stupid things but sometimes it's Pedri acting like a dick.

"So you're saying you and Pedri are on a rocky part of your relationship?" Sira asks over the phone as I sit down on the couch and sip on my coffee.

"I guess, he's just being an ignorant dick, that's all." I reply as Sira hms in response.

"How about, let's forget about Pedri today. Don't worry, he's usually a dick. Let's go to the club at 19:00. It's 16:00 so you have time to get dressed and I can bring my other friends along, possibly even Ferran if he wants to go." Sira explains as I smile.

"You're right. One of your friends can drive us and we can all have fun." I add.

"Exactly. I'll get one of them to pick us up and then we can go crazy! Just maybe don't cheat on Pedri because the media will probably go crazy. Be ready before 19:00. Bye girl!" Sira responds as she ends the call.

Guess I've got something to do, especially that Pedri's been focusing on his football career. All I know is that is that mothefucker is going to get another hamstring injury if he keeps trying so hard. I guess karma would be a bitch if that happens.

I finish eating my lunch I made and talk to Sara quickly over the phone along with Gavi before hanging up and doing some journaling.

Dating boys is weird. One day they act all sweet, loving and affectionate and the next a complete prick.

...𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤...
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•𝟏 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐚𝐠𝐨•

I watch Pedri as usual training, doing his daily gigs which were mostly practicing shots. He was mostly talking with Gavi and Ferran in between rounds. I watched him throughout the 3 hours of training until it was the end and he went inside to change.

I stand up and wait patiently, talking a little to Araújo as he was one of the first to get ready and had a great conversation with him. Pablo still won't approach me ever since Pedri broke his nose, probably for the better to be fair. Next time, Pedri would probably break his legs.

After 15 minutes, I see Pedri come out and say goodbye to Araújo before walking out with Pedri. He stays silent until we reach his door and go in.

"You seem quiet." I say as I put my seatbelt on.

"Shut the fuck up." Pedri replies coldly without looking at me and starting the car.

"Excuse me? What's up with you?" I ask confused and a little agitated, my eyes flickering between him and the road.

"Just shut the fuck up. You're so annoying to handle it's fucking mentally draining me." Pedri answers harshly with his eyes glued on the road.

"What is your problem? Just because you didn't earn a cookie from Xavi doesn't mean you have to act like an immature brat." I respond as Pedri scoffs, accelerating the car.