JUST FRIENDS... // Pablo Gavi

I will fight for her!

Felina

After Pablo brought me home and I got ready for bed, I quickly called Mali. In tears I explained to her what just happened, I don't know why I was so emotional but all this was probably a bit too much for me. I explained to her everything Anita just told me. Malina claimed that everything could be different with Pablo and me and that I shouldn't take Anitas speech that seriously.
Mali also added: "Fee, please listen to me! You barely know Anita though, this could also be a lie because she's jealous! And even if it's true it doesn't mean that Pablo is still the same. People are changing. Anita and Pablo were young and when you are young you do stupid shit. Don't worry about it!! However I think it would be better for you to take your time anyway. I know you and I know that you don't put the thing with your ex away as well as you show it and that there are still many unanswered questions inside you. You're still completely confused and that's normal, the whole thing wasn't that long ago. Something like this traumatizes people and it takes time for you to digest it all. Better be careful first and approach the whole thing slowly, if he is the right one he will wait for you!! Does he know about the thing with your ex though?"
"Yea... I explained everything to him today", I sobbed.
Mali asked through the telephone: "And? How did he reacted? What did he say? Did he accepted it?"
"He was completely sweet and calmed me down. I could see in his eyes how he felt sorry for me. That's just how he his..." I said while I started crying again.
"Well, then just tell him that you are not ready yet and still need some time, I'm sure he will understand!", Mali suggested.
"B-...but I don't want to wait any longer", I said, while tears run down my cheeks.
"Honey, believe me it's better that way! Tell him that you prefer to just be friends first. You both can get to know each other better, but just as friends. And if you realize after a while that you are both ready, you can still start dating properly! What's meant to be will always find a way!!"
"I don't know if I can do that."
"What?"
"To tell him that I just want to be friends. That will hurt. It'll hurt bad... we both know we like each other but I have to ruin it..."
"You aren't ruining anything, you just give yourself more time. Just because something isn't now doesn't mean it will never happen! Like I said, what belongs together will get together!"
"I can't tell him now..." I said, hoping that Mali would agree. The later I have to tell him the better.
"No, it's already late he's probably sleeping. What about tomorrow?", Mali asked.
"He has a match at the evening, I don't want to distract him."
"After the match?"
"Then he's probably tired and exhausted..."
"Felia, I know you just want to delay it!"
"Yeah, maybe, but-"
Mali interrupted me: "No! You know what, I'm anyway near Barcelona right now and the day after tomorrow I'll drive with you to his house and you will tell him that you just want to be friends with him! I'll wait in the car and after you did we go shopping to distract you!"
I protested: "I will not tell him in person, I will write him a message or call him at most! I can't handle to tell him in person!"
"Pff write him a message?! What's wrong with you?! That's completely asocial and rude! You will tell him in person! No if's and but's anymore, that's how we do it. And that's clear now, prepare for it or not, no more excuses, we will do it, Felia!!", Mali claimed.
"I hate you!"
"I love you!"

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The next day was a matchday. I decided to not watch the game live in the stadium but stay at home and watch it on the tv, otherwise I would probably start crying when I see Pablo.
I couldn't help but thinking of Pablo the whole time. We did not talk a single word after our date yesterday...

Pablo got benched for the whole first half. The game started pretty good but none of the teams scored a goal so they went 0-0 into the halftime break.
After the break Pablo was also playing. Not even five minutes went by and he got a yellow cart. He played as aggressive as I've never seen before. He fouled so often and I even wondered why he didn't got a red cart.
Pablo was always passionate on the pitch but today he was different. Just completely aggressive and angry. He seemed almost disappointed. But his disappointment quickly turned into despair which was not good at all. He played hardly any good actions and generally did not much except insulting and fouling.
What happened to the Pablo he was in all the other matches?
What happened to the Pablo who never gave up and was always confident?
What happened to the old Pablo?
What. Happened. To. Him?
I know something is off with him, but what?

The game ended up 1-0 for Barça with one goal from Lewandowski in the 79th minute. Because Pablo could not contribute much good to the game he was also replaced relatively quickly which seemed to make him even more aggressive. After he walked off the pitch he kicked a few bags with warm up equipment around and as he sat down on the bench he boxed the seat in front of him hardly. Some teammates tried to calm him down but nothing helped.
I could see through the screen how desperate he was. I knew exactly that he was blaming himself for everything and that he hates himself the most right now. He probably also knew that the media will now completely destroy him and how much hate he will get just because of this single match. I could see how his facial expression turns from angry and disappointed to pure sadness and I felt nothing but sorry for him. The only thing I want to do is hugging him and I know exactly that he would need that hug right now too...

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Pablo

I just had one of my worst games ever. I just had the worst game ever... and I miss her, I miss her so bad!

I couldn't think clearly all day and xavi also noticed this because he asked me if I'd rather not play the game. I could convince him that I'd be able to play but with that I completely overestimated myself. I completely overestimated my feelings. My feelings for Felina. Felina, the girl I may have lost forever...

I know very well that I have disappointed everyone: the fans, Xavi, my teammates, but most of all myself.
When I was called off the pitch I could no longer hold back my anger and boxed and kicked around me. My behaviour on- and off pitch was disappointing and unprofessional and I know that the media will completely make me down but I did not care, all I wanted was a hug from my Felia.
Is she still my Felia anyway?
I put my head on the back of the seat in front of me so that no one could notice the tears that slowly rolled down my cheeks.
Fermín who sat next to me on the bench and apparently noticed that I was crying asked: "Bro, what's up with you?"
"Felia", I only sniffled.
He just answered: "Oh" and put his arm around me and pulled me into a hug.
"I miss her..." I whispered while my head laid on his shoulder and I was crying into his jersey...
"She's the reason why you played so bad, right?", Fermín asked.
I just nodded.
"Oh Pablo, I never thought you'd cry about a girl like you do right now...", he said.
She's not just any girl, she's my girl, and she'll always be, I'll fight for that. I will fight for her!

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End of chapter 12 🥹!
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