Sure Thing • Gavi

Chapter 51: She's Gone

🎶 Stay — Hurts 🎶

Gavi POV

The party was going well and I was leaving Vicky space to have some last conversations - I noticed her talking to Ana and Kike; after talking to her brother, both were in tears and that moved me too. My mum was so worried about me, she was afraid that I couldn't hold it together with her being gone, but I tried to assure her that I was going to be fine, even though I had no idea if that was really the truth.

"Hey, are you ok?" I heard my sister say as she appeared from behind me and laid her arm around my shoulder.
"I'm trying to be. It's hard, but she's so happy. And even though I want to be angry, her being happy makes me happy too..." I sighed.
"Awww, you're so in loveeee!" she teased me and I rolled my eyes.
"Hey bro..." Pedri said, while joining us.
"Stop it, y'all. I don't need to be pitied... Just be happy for Vicky, it's her party tonight!" I said annoyedly. They were all treating me like a fragile little boy and I was hating it.

Finally, the first people started going and by 1.30 my girlfriend and I were alone again at my house. To make her happy, we cleaned up together ("I need to leave this house in a good state. If we don't clean up now, tonight's trash will still be here for my welcome-back-party") before going to the bathroom to brush our teeth and get ready for bed. She finished before me and I quickly had a last pee before joining her in my bedroom.

When I walked in, my eyes popped out of my head. Vicky was laying on my bed in a set of lingerie that left very little to my imagination. I raced over to her quicker than I had ever ran for a ball in my life and started kissing her passionately, but then I slowed down.
"What is it?" my girlfriend asked concernedly.
"Nothing... I... I just want to remember every second of this" I said and looked at her adoringly. She was everything to me. I was so drunk on love in that moment and I kissed her again. Every kiss was a new declaration of love and we slowly got rid of the few pieces of fabric that were still separating us.

I caressed her whole body with my hand before gently pushing a finger inside of her, making her moan into my mouth. Fuck, that was hot.
"I need you, Pablo" she whispered and I wasn't going to let her beg. I positioned myself at her entrance and slowly got inside her, without a condom for the first time. It was my first time having sex without a condom and it felt amazing, I felt so much closer to her, also emotionally. We both took our time and pushed back our orgasms for as long as we could, to enjoy every thrust and every moan, but eventually we both came undone in each other's arms and it couldn't have been any better.

"I love you, Vicky." I whispered as I laid down next to her, pulling her into my arms.
"I love you, Pablo." she whispered back and I made a mental picture of this moment. Whenever things would get hard, I could always go back and remember this to hold on to. After a few more soft kisses, we both fell asleep.

The next morning, the alarm rang way too soon, at 7 and I quickly stood up to prepare some scrambled eggs for her.
"Wow, thanks, you're turning quite into the breakfast cook" she said happily as she got out of my bedroom, freshly dressed and showered.
"I don't want you to worry that I could be starving!" I chuckled.
"I'll try and keep up with your matches as best as I can. I'll text you every time I have good reception. And maybe we can try and FaceTime sometime too, we'll make it work somehow" she said and took my hand.
"I'll be over here, reading every article even though I won't understand too much about the situation. And let me know when you're on TV!" I said and kissed her head while serving her some eggs and toast.
"Gosh, I'll have so much to tell when I get back!" she said excitedly and I could feel her happiness. This was what she wanted, what she had worked for and I needed to support her, just as she had supported me up until now - she had come to every game that was possible with her schedule and had really gotten into it, following game analysis, so that she could talk in depth with me about the result and committing to playing chess with me every time we saw each other. I was so much better at keeping my emotions at bay thanks to that, and everyone was surprised that I didn't even get a yellow card on Saturday.