My love~pablogavi

Chapter 3: smiley girl

(This chapter contains mentions of depression)

Y/n's pov:
The next day I woke I got ready for the second day of school. I walked into class and sat next to Resa "hi" "hey" "you liked practice yesterday" "yeah it was fun everyone is so nice" "they like you, your good" "really?" you asked a bit confused. "yeah-"just about when she wanted to say something else, the teacher spoke "alright enough chatting for today go to page 21".
The day was about the same as yesterday's, I said goodbye to Resa again and got in the car with a smile I'm good I feel like she isn't gonna fool me but I just know her. I said in my mind to relieve myself. My dad spoke "you know who I met today" he said with a smile. "Tell me" I said exited. "Araujo" "omg really" I said almost screaming from joy, he is my favorite player of Barcelona. I don't know why but I always admired him of how he plays in defense. "That's so cool" I said. I also play in defense with football. So that's why I also admire him.
As my dad and I ate early again I got ready for handball practice. A bit scary cause I was going to meet new people again.
The trainer introduced me to the team. "Hi I'm Ella" "nice to meet you I'm y/n". I got along with Ella pretty well, she is funny. She accidentally throws a ball at coach and we're all laughing. Looks a bit like my old team I thought. When training was over I also got Ella's number and I got my jersey number. As I got number 30 I thought about my back numbers I've had, like number 5, 14, 15 and surprisingly I also had number 9.
When I got home I took a shower first and went downstairs to sit with my dad. "You like it here in Barcelona?" "Yeah I like the city it beautiful" "witch jersey number you got" "number 30" I answered with a smile. "You've never got that number before" "I know, but I like it". "You seem happier" I knew he was gonna ask that. I hate questions like that. Somehow it pains me. "Yeah" i responded quietly. "I'm going to bed, I'm tired. Goodnight papa". "Goodnight". When I've got to bed I started overthinking. Although I seem happy to people, i still feel some sort of pain in me not physically but mentally, like I'm missing something. Back home people always called me the smiley girl or better said the with always a pretty smile on her face. I never let people know what's going on inside my head. Not even my closest friends and family. And yes my dad did find out but he is the only one who knows and I would like to keep it that way.

As the weeks go on I've met new people like Maya, Amy and Sara. They are in some classes I have with them and ofcourse I'm often with Resa. I don't really like maya to be honest she reminds me of a girl I used to be friends with. As you can guess I hate her. She made comments that are still in the back of my mind. I know you gotta let it go but it is not easy as an overthinker. "Why are you still wearing baggy jeans, it doesn't look good" said maya. Oh I thought, I don't find that a nice comment. "I just like baggy jeans" I answered. "Whatever" responded maya. I know you would think, why are you making a big deal of it. But it reminds me of what they said:"you are wearing that to a gala, you look fat in a dress" "why aren't you wearing makeup, you should cause you look ugly". I'm not lying that's really what the've said. As I put my thoughts aside "I think baggy jeans look good on you, so don't worry about maya" Resa said " yeah me to" said Sara. "Thank you, you two look nice as well", Sara and Resa gave me smile. That's nice I say to myself.
So now the friends I've made are Sara, Amy, Resa, Ella and Maya. Just don't let Maya get into my head, no matter were you are there are always people like her. I think I made some good friends I like it here but I don't want anyone else to be my friend. It's to much for a new world, new people. So many things have happened this weeks. It needs to get quiet in my head. I feel like I was going to have a panic attack. Luckily I'm not in school but in my room alone. I feel mad now I've managed to get some peace in my head and the last week I feel like everything is coming back to me. I don't wanna talk to anyone anymore, I'm gonna shut everyone out. I hate myself.

There I was sitting in school "why are you so quiet, have we said something?" Said Amy in worried voice. "No I'm just really tired, I'm just stressed about the upcoming tests, don't worry. Sorry if I made it seem worse, sorry" i responded with a fake smile. "We're here for you, if you need us" said Sara. "I'm okay, thank you. If you need help I'm also here" I responded with a fake smile again. Sara send me a smile. I've been doing sh*t this week since I had that panic attack, I got more of those. It pains me, I miss mama...

My dad noticed something cause I've been quiet. "Are you okay" no I miss mama I cry myself to sleep every night again. "Yep just tired" "I know your not tell me" I don't want to tell papa I miss mama cause I don't want him to hurt by the feeling of missing mama. "I starting to get mad at everyone again, I'm sorry" " why didn't you tell me earlier?" I hate to talk about feelings " I didn't want you to worry" " you need to tell me if you not feeling well y/n" " I know sorry" "come here" papa said as he gave me a hug. I can't hold it anymore I cried so hard that I struggled to breathe. My dad just hugged me. I think I needed to let everything out it's feels a little better for now.

Y/d/n pov:
I've noticed my little girl has been more quiet lately. It worries me, I hoped she would feel better here. I already know she isn't gonna try talk to people if she doesn't need to. Although I'm gonna let her come to work next week. So I can do something fun with to make her feel better. Deep down I know she misses mama, me too. But I just want my girl to be happy again and stay happy. We've lost so much I can't think of losing her to.

Pablo's pov:
The couple weeks have been good, we've won matches and we're second place now in la Liga. Madrid is us one point for us. But I'm convinced that we will win la liga. And the new medical assistant has been helping me a lot. He is a person I like talking to. It calms me a bit of what he said . I have a nickname for y/d/m it's called smart*as cause I find it funny that he actually gives good advice.
I found out he has two daughters and a wife who sadly passed away. I find it hard for him that he also doesn't have much contact with his other older daughter. " she just needs time and I get that" he would say about his daughter. His younger daughter y/n still lives with him. I've never met her yet but I would like to meet her. She sounds nice. And now I'm often working with y/d/n, I know a bit more about y/n. Also cause y/d/n loves talking about her. To be honest I love listening to what he says about her. But her dad says that lately she isn't feeling so well. I feel bad for her, although I don't know her she makes me feel something. I hope I meet her soon.

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A/n: heyy sorry about this depressing chapter.

But it will get interesting soon cause they are going to meet each other. And Pablo already likes her.
What do you think will happen?;)