𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄, pedri gonzález

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙫𝙚, pedri

❝ when you know, you know. ❞
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Olive seems completely fine now. She rinsed her eye off when we got here and proceeded to get my little sister drunk and dancing like an idiot with her.

I'm the designated driver of the night so I cut myself off after two beers about a half hour ago. Besides, I don't even want to drink a lot. When I drink, I somehow pick up a girl and get laid in the nearest hotel. — I never take them to my home. God knows what they could do with that information.

Isabel drunk though is worse than me drunk. She's officially just passed the overdose amount of alcohol and is dancing around like a crazy person.

Her boyfriend is just beside me though, watching her every move, waiting for any minor inconvenience to swoop in and save her. However, Olive Larsen is beside her and she's fairly drunk, so most probably nothing's going to happen.

If you look just a little back, you'd find Ansu and Balde trying to help Lamine pick up a girl. Lammine is not really a ladies man, so he's just standing behind the other two smiling shyly as they flirt with the most random women most of whom are bartenders since this club is basically reserved for us for less publicity.

And then there's the other drunk gang that's formed of Fermin, Pablo Torre, Ferran, Jules and Joao who have been yelling and drinking and dancing for the past two hours. Ferran then distance himself away from them and walks towards us

"So Pedri boy, tell us about that girlfriend of yours!" Yeah, I knew this conversation would be inevitable but we've been here for two hours and none of the guys said anything so I imagined they forgot about it and or just simple ignored it. I should know better though than to think that of these guys.

I turn and see a drunk Ferran getting seated in the booth Pablo, Frenkie, Araujo and I have been sat in for an hour, peacefully talking about guy stuff which include a good forty five minutes about the game we just played.

"Fuck off to your little gang Ferran." I tell him.

"I think you're just ashamed that you have finally caved in and admitted to having a soft spot for a girl. We're cool with it dude, don't worry." He whispers the last sentence not making any sense as he speaks more and more. "We all have feelings my bro. Don't be scared to show them." Someone please shut him up. "Olive is really fucking hot! We all were going to make a move but apparently she settled for you. Her and her sweet ass tha-"

"Continue that sentence and I'll punch your drunk ass Fer." He may be one of my best friends and drunk, but no one is disrespecting any part of Olive's body on my watch.

"I'll just fuck off to my little gang." He gets the hint and heads back to the other drunkies who all clap for him when he arrives and he bows dow for them. What a bunch of idiots. I can't believe I consider them as my second family.

I turn my head back around to our booth and am met by the most smirked up faces in the world. Especially Pablo, that ass is really enjoying anything that happens between me and my girlfriend.

"Never seen you like that, Pepi." Ronald tells me as he takes a sip of his light beer. Ronald and Frenkie don't really go out with us so much as they did before, especially Ronald, due to their adorable little kids, but both their partners wanted them to go out and celebrate with us.

"What do you mean?" I ask him.

"Commited." Frenkie answers for him.

I open my mouth to speak but Pablo interrupts me. "Oh, no!" He basically jumps over me to get to his girlfriend. It's a really uncomfortable three seconds as he's on top of me but once I look at Isabel who's about to take off her dress, I don't blame him.