𝙟𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙚 || 𝙥𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙫𝙞

𝗳 𝗶 𝘃 𝗲

MASSAGE
"just in case you foolishly forget, i'm never not thinking of you"

~pablo~

i can't function properly this close to the girl i despise most in this world. but if i really hate her that much, why am i still standing here staring at her lips.

everything in me wants to shove myself off her and walk away, leaving her here, alone and flustered, but my feet won't move. so i'm just stuck here, staring at her perfect lips.

i look back and forth between her eyes and her lips subconsciously and the look she is giving me is making me go completely insane. i hate her so much, but she's currently also the reason my heart is beating at an unhealthy pace.

i'd like to think that i would feel this way if i was standing this close to any girl. the tension between two people when their faces are mere inches apart would make them both obviously want to kiss. but i think the fact that the girl in front of me is mal, just makes it more fun.

she opens her mouth to say something but a voice from down the hallway causes her to snap her jaw shut. "hey!" she shoves me off of her in a daze and straightens out her shorts. "what are you guys doing?"

xavi struts up to us, eyeing us both over. thinking back on it now it must have been a weird sight, both me and mallory are half naked.

"i was just leaving." mallory awkwardly nods and places her hands on her hips. xavi nods for her to leave and she starts to walk down the way he came, her cleats echoing through the tunnel as she gets further away.

"gavi, what are you doing?" xavi eyes me as soon as mallory is out of hearing range and i shrug nonchalantly. "i don't need you guys causing more problems than you already are, leave her alone."

"that's pretty easy for me sir." i smirk, knowing that it's true, it is very easy for me to stay away from mallory, as i dislike her very much and would like to spend the least amount of time with her possible.

"obviously not, you were just all over her." my smirk falters and i wonder how i let myself be that affected by a stupid girl, especially since that girl is mally.

"i was not!" i shout angrily. xavi gives me a look and i realize i just talked back. i straighten myself up and push my hair back. "sorry. i mean, i wasn't all over her." i bite my lip to shut myself up.

"that's not what it looked like." he shrugs knowingly and starts to walk away, a look of mischief in his eyes. "just leave her alone." he calls from down the hallway and i can't help but roll my eyes.

i trudge down the tunnel towards the locker room angrily. how could he ever think i would want to be all over her. it was just a heat of the moment thing, nothing like that will ever happen again. plus he's the one that made me go find her, why is he acting like he's not the one who made us be together in the first place.

as i push open the locker room door something catches my eye and i turn around to see pedri and mallory on the pitch together. she's trying to teach him the trick that he's been begging her for help with.

except it isn't much teaching, it's just a bunch of shoving, giggling, and flirting. i bet pedri doesn't even want to learn the trick, he probably just wants to spend one on one time with mal.