AUGUST - pablo gavi

twenty - four // this is me trying

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the next day , isabella stormed into a spare room in the camp nou where she knew pedri and gavi would be. she slammed the door behind her and in front of her sat gavi and pedri on a sofa that was in the spare room.

"why did you two do that to jude yesterday?" isa asked, her arms crossed as she referred to the el classico that happened the previous night.

"he was being a dick and someone had to put him in his place, so that's what gavi and i did." pedri stated without a care in the world.

"so what?! you two don't talk to me for months and then you practically beat up my boyfriend?!" isabella argued, anger bubbling in her body.

"that's a great way to put it." pedri said, his eyes glued to his phone that was sat comfortably in his right hand.

isabella looked at gavi who hadn't said anything, but had a look of guilt plastered on his face, "are you gonna say anything?" isa asked him.

gavi stayed silent.

isabella scoffed before looking at the both of them, "fuck you both. i never want to speak to either of you ever again." with that she left the room but it didn't take gavi long to get up and chase after her.

he walked down the hallway of the camp nou, "isa wait!" he said, grabbing onto isabella's wrist but isabella pulled her wrist out of his grip.

"don't call me that!" isabella yelled at him, turning around to face him.

"can we just talk about what happened with jude yesterday?!" he argued.

his eyes were locked onto hers as he tried to calm her down but in the back of his mind , he was feeling angry. she was defending her jude

"what is there to even talk about?" isa responded , she arms crossing over his chest as she stared at him.

gavi let out a scoff , his eyes showing anger but not just because she was defending jude, there was more than that. he was also frustrated.

"the fact that you're defending him even though we both know how much of a dick he actually is." he says, stepping closer to her.

"he's my boyfriend , gavi — what do you expect me to do? cheer you two on?" she said to him , slightly rolling her eyes at him.

"what i expect you to do is open your eyes and see that he's not good for you ," gavi argued back , trying to keep his tone under control. "he hasn't been treating you right , and you can't seriously be blind enough not to see that." he sighed , rubbing his forehead , "i remember the look on your face when i saw you with him at that party two months ago. you weren't yourself , you looked miserable."

"what makes you think you have any idea about how he treats me?" she retorted , stepping closer to him in return.

"that bruise on your wrist says a lot." gavi replied nonchalantly , looking at the bruise on her wrist from jude's grip the previous night.

"that's none of your business." isabella said as she subconsciously tried to cover the bruise on her wrist.

gavi noticed and he can't help but let out a scoff. "don't try to hide that bruise , isa. it's obvious that he's not treating you well, and it's making me sick seeing you defend him."