𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭! ➪ 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐜 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐮

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟐 | "𝐬𝐨"

luna martinez

"sounds about right" isabel said as she read off the piece of paper i handed her. i was making sure what i read was right.

"so, he wants me to go to the game?" i asked when she gave it back. it was a note, mailed to me with tickets.

"yeah, gavi does" she said as she smirked at me. she folded the note, throwing it away making sure marc wouldn't find out.

"he even paid for vip tickets" she said as she opened evenlope showing a recipet for two tickets. i looked at her.

"hey, you don't have to use them. just tell marc-"

"just tell me what?" marc appeared in the living room. isabel hid the envelope from marc. we weren't necessarily doing anything but we just didn't want marc to get mad.

"that we might not go to the rivals game, luna said she's not feeling too well" isabel said as she continued to eat her ice cream. he looked at me.

"you don't feel good?" he asked as he sat down by me feeling my forehead to see if i had a fever. i smiled at him as he looked at me.

"no, well, i mean, i just have a headache" i said as i rubbed my forehead, he nodded his head.

"but you'll feel better by tomorrow right?" he asked and i smiled. he really wanted me to go to the game, just as much as gavi did.

"let's hope" i smiled and he kissed my cheek. i couldn't believe gavi sent me a whole ass letter to convince me to go to the game. we haven't talked since i gave him the pictures, and that was almost a month ago.

"luna" marc said snapping me out of my thoughts. i looked at him confused.

"i said if you go, join me down in the pitch" he said and i looked at him. i turned to look at isabel who was nodding her head aggressively.

"is that even allowed?" i asked him as he shrugged his shoulders at me.

"i can pull a few strings if i have too, plus i can always say you want to try photographing the game" he said. i nodded my head. i felt a pit in my stomach.

"can she have a plus one?" isabel asked as i turned to look at her. she looked like she was freaking out in the inside but she was keeping her calm.

"fine, i'll try for you too" marc said as he gave in. isabel nodded her head pretending like she didn't care much but she did.

"thanks" she said as she sat back down. i was nervous about the game. i felt like something was going to happen.

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"bye, i love you, i'll see you tomorrow" marc said as he kissed me. i smiled at him.

"i'll see you tomorrow, i love you" i said back to him as he kissed my forehead one last time. he walked off to his car as i waved.

"so.. are you going?" isabel asked once i closed the door when he drove off. i turned around to look at her, i sighed.

"i don't know, isabel" i said as i put my hands over my head. she stood there, staring at me.

"please, no one else is going. plus, you'll get to be inside!" she said and i smiled at her.

"i doubt xavi is going to let us sit down there. we'll be in the vip section...with the tickets gavi gave us" i mumbled the last part trying to let her know we most likely wouldn't be.