Victoria and Pablo meet by chance when she has to interview him after the Nations League final 2023.
He's immediately infatuated by her, but due to a few years age difference, she only sees him as a younger friend.
Will he make it out of the friendz...
Today was the day. My alarm clock rang at 8 and I stood up before quickly checking my phone and sending a good morning text to my boyfriend, who was undoubtedly having a nerve-wrecking day ahead of him. I decided to go for a run to kill some time and when I got back, I showered and carefully picked out an outfit for the match. Then, I went into the kitchen and started preparing a quick lunch for Kike, Ana, Chiara and Irene, who were coming over before we would all go to the match together. A lot of friends and family of Pablo's would be there too and I couldn't wait to meet those who I didn't know yet.
Around one, everyone arrived and we sat all together at the dining table, chewing on our pasta. "How's Pablo?" Kike asked. "He's good. But deep down, he definitely is a bit nervous" I replied. "No matter how it ends, I can't wait for the after party" Irene said excitedly. Pedri was hosting it and it would involve a lot of drinks in case of a win, and even more in case of a loss. "I bet Chiara can't wait too. Have you finally accepted his request on Instagram?" I asked her. "Nope. He shouldn't get any hopes up and that involves him knowing about my private life. I'm just coming for the free drinks tonight." she said and the whole table laughed at her. "You do know that such behaviour usually only makes men want you even more, right?" Kike asked and she answered by just shooting him a glare.
We made our way to the stadium and the atmosphere in the metro was already unbelievable, Culers singing and chanting everywhere, while the Madridistas were trying to weasel their way through without starting fights. We arrived at our seats and I greeted Pablo's family and friends and chatted with them for a bit during warm-up. The stadium was buzzing and I couldn't wait for the game to start. "What's with all those youngsters?" Irene asked, looking at the guys on the field. To be honest, it looked more like a U19 team was playing tonight, not the first team. "They grow them like weeds in La Masía. It's unbelievable" I replied, while keeping my eyes set on Pablo. "This La Masía seems more like a modeling rather than a football academy" Ana joked and we giggled. She was right about that.
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The game started off very well as Gundogan shot a goal just six minutes in. We dominated the first half and Pablo was playing incredibly well, and his temper was also down to a reasonable level. He was fouled and tackled a few times and I turned around to look at his mum, who was just shaking her head, burying it in her hands. Our eyes met and we both laughed - I was happy that our relationship was getting better. The first half ended and Kike bought us all beers in the meantime. Unfortunately, Madrid woke up in the second half and none other than Bellingham scored a goal, making the score even. And our mood was down the drain when he scored another one in the last few minutes. The team tried its everything, but we lost. At home. Our first defeat this season and that against our biggest enemy. Pablo was going to be so disappointed. And he had played so well today, there wasn't much that he could have done more. Nonetheless, he stayed on the pitch and applauded to the fans, he was trying to hold back his tears and seeing him like that, my eyes welled up too.
"This sucks" I heard his friend Ale say behind me. "How do I deal with him?" I asked Aurora quietly, turning around to her as she was sitting behind me. "Just be there for him. He'll be having a rough evening..." she replied, but she looked clueless too. We made our way outside and after saying goodbye and see you later, Kike and I made our way back home. Pablo and I had agreed that he would come to mine after the game and we would get ready together before going to Pedri's. I was anxious while waiting for him and I didn't know if I was relieved or had gotten even more anxious when the bell rang. His face looked so sad when I finally saw him taking the last few stairs up. I said nothing, and just opened up my arms for him to fall into an embrace, which he did. He buried his head between my neck and my shoulder and held me very tight. "You played so well" I whispered, hoping that would make him a bit happy. "Nah, I was shit. First half was good, I was so happy. But second half I just dropped" he said in an exasperated tone. "No, you didn't. You were the best player on the team. It's not your fault that Pedri and Frenkie couldn't help out more in the midfield when it was needed" I said and looked him in the eyes, holding his head in my hands. "Whatever. I want to get drunk tonight." he said and wandered into my bedroom. "You? Have you ever even been drunk?" I joked, trying to lighten the mood. "Not in the way I will be tonight" he just replied and went to the bathroom. Great, this meant that I would have to stay sober and drag him home at some point before he could do something stupid.
After letting out a sigh, I also went into the bathroom, where Pablo was already standing under the shower, staring at the tiles in front of him without any emotion on his face. I quickly undressed and kissed him after joining him. His mood shifted and he pushed me against the shower wall while kissing me passionately. He took one of my legs and slung it around his hip before thrusting into me all of a sudden. I let out a gasp and he picked up pace, slamming in and out of me. It felt incredibly good and I came undone after just a few minutes. He took a bit longer, but finally also relieved himself before looking at me with a sheepish grin. "I already feel so much better. You make me feel better. You're like a pill that brings me happiness" my boyfriend said before giving me a tender kiss, making all the butterflies in my stomach erupt. That teenager had an unbelievable hold on me.
We both got ready and after trying on four different dresses with helpful comments from Pablo ("They all look the same. They're all black"), we finally made our way to Pedri's.
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📍 Barcelona, Catalunya, España Tagged: pablogavi vicky.hernandez Always proud of you 💙❤️
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We were one of the first ones to arrive at Pedri's, only Chiara, Fermín, Ferran and Irene had gotten there before us. We all went into the living room and before I could sit down on the sofa, my work phone rang. Weird. I pulled it out and saw that our chief editor was calling. "What the..." I mumbled to myself. "Would you guys excuse me for a second?" I said into the round and walked outside to accept the call.
