𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚, pedri

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❝ you belong to me. ❞
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It's fucking crazy. I literally cannot control myself anymore when she's around. "Stop staring at her man and focus." Ferran snaps me.

I turn and look back at him instead of Olive.

We're warming up right now, home game. My favorite type of game. We're up against Real Betis, I'm fully confident we're going to win, despite knowing it's not going to be an easy game. Confidence is key though.

Olive's been talking with Joao and Ale for the past three minutes, I know she's just giving them tips and advice but I still can't help but feel this burning sensation in my chest.

"She's my girlfriend, if I wanna stare, I can stare." I tell him. The thing is, she's not really. But he doesn't know that.

He raises an eyebrow at me, "Do it on your own fucking time. We've got a game to win." He slaps the back of my head before running past me and continuing the warm up.

He's right. Yet, Olive has started to have this uncontrollable power over me I don't quite know how to handle.

That kiss last night, that was the tip of the iceberg. My rational thinking knows not going much deeper into the thing was for the better.

However, the other part of my mind is still hitting the back of my head over and over again for not going through it.

Especially after knowing she does not regret our drunken night. Who could regret it anyway? I'm the best at everything I do.

Which, right now, is playing football so I gotta force Olive out of my mind for the moment, and put my full focus on winning this game. Then maybe, Olive would give me a congratulations kiss.

I jump up, over and over again, waking myself up in a way before turning around completely and jogging back into the pitch to continue my warm up.

I'm fully focused on warming up properly and getting ready for the game. However, I'm still thinking of Olive.

I honestly have no idea what is going to happen to the two of us in the future. Like, after her sister's wedding, which is what we're waiting for before ending the fake relationship since I've been given the green light to end this pr stunt whenever we want by Lisa this morning.

Do we just go back to being normal friends? We never really were friends, I've mostly been scared of her the whole time and she's always mocked my existence.

Or is she supposed to move out? Just be my sister's best friend and the coach I see on match days? I'd kill myself if that'd happen.

I honestly cannot imagine my life without Olive Larsen in it anymore. Who the hell is going to mock me all the time if she isn't around? Who's going to tell me I'm doing everything wrong? And who's going to make me laugh?

Even more, I don't know what I'm feeling. I think it's gone beyond attractiveness at this point, but I just can't be in a relationship. It's not my thing. I can't just let my guard down and trust someone. I just can't...

I don't want her out of my life though. I don't want her dating anyone else. However, the last one is undeniable, she's bound to get with someone new at some point.

𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄,  pedri gonzálezWhere stories live. Discover now