Life was good. The minute I stepped foot on my home island again, all the stress from the past season and the bad feelings about my injuries vanished. Everything was different here, I was easier, more relaxed, more... me. It was great to see all of my family and friends again and I enjoyed the time spent at my house, at the pool overlooking the sea. Sure, Barcelona was great too, but Tenerife was just so much more beautiful. When I'd retire one day, I'd definitely want to live here.
A few days had passed already since I left Barcelona and I was currently sitting by the pool at my house, enjoying the warm sun with my brother as we were both scrolling through our phones.
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Fucking shit. That swimsuit. On her body. Covering but not covering. Fuck, fuck, fuck, my swimming trunks were starting to feel tight. I quickly grabbed a towel and put it over *that* area, hoping that my brother wouldn't notice. But as always, he was quick to catch on and snatched my phone out of my hands, my Instagram still open.
"You son of a...!" I shouted, plunging towards him, but he had already seen it. "Ho ho ho! Wow! So that's what she hides under her business wear" he chuckled and I was seeing red. How dare he even think about her that way?! I was now wrestling around with him, which made the feeling in my trunks ease down - thank God, because Mum just came around the corner.
"What the hell are you guys doing?" she asked as she brought out some lemonade. "Nothing" I mumbled and laid back down again. But I'd rip Fer's head off as soon as she'd walk away again. "Are you enjoying yourself Pedrito?" she asked as she came over and stroked my hair back. "All good mum, thanks. I love it here, you know that" I replied and gave her a quick kiss on her cheek.
"Pedrito, by the way. How's your assistant doing?" Fer asked with a grin on his face. That idiot, he knew exactly what he was doing. Worst thing was, that mum Mum unknowingly played into his game. "Oh yes, how is Isa? Have you heard from her? Is she on a holiday? I hope she is, that poor thing surely needs one" she blabbered. "Um... I haven't. But I saw she's away. She posted some stories with her girls at the beach" I replied and pressed my lips into a smile.
"Oh! Why didn't I think of that earlier! Why don't you invite her here? With the girls!" she exclaimed excitedly and my brother turned his head to me, a huge smile on his face. "Oh yeah! I mean, I doubt she gets a lot of holidays. And she could obviously work from here. With you" he said and Mum eagerly nodded her head, completely agreeing with him. I was starting to get angry. Not because they suggested that, but because I hadn't come up with the idea myself. Isa had told me she was going on holiday for only a week as everything was already so expensive and... fuck, why hadn't I asked her already weeks ago.
"Mhm... I... wouldn't want to come off as pushy" I just hummed, obviously unsure of what her reaction could be. "Just think about it, it's your house anyways" Mum said and patted my leg before standing up. "Our house! It's our house!" I shouted as she walked back inside. "It's the house you're going inside in a few minutes to jerk off to the image of your assistant in your head" my brother snickered and I hit him with my towel. "Shut the fuck up! And thanks for putting that idea into Mum's head now!" I hissed angrily at him.
"Oh, come on! You're head over heels in love with her! It's time to invite her and make a move!" Fer groaned. "You don't understand it, do you? I can't make a move. I... I want her to be the one that makes a move. That's how I know that she's ready and I'm not pushing her into anything. I want her to want me, to need me!" I stated. "Ok, well then... ask her to come! Worst case, she says no, you haven't got much to lose" he shrugged.
I just scoffed at him and walked inside with my phone in my head, hoping that the cool air con would help me clear my head. But in the end, he was right, what was the harm. Worst case, she'd decline, thinking it was an overly nice gesture and too much coming from me, but... it wasn't a bad thing being labelled "too nice". So I gathered my courage and called the #1 person on my favourites list. (Don't tell my Mum that it's not her)
The phone rang and rang and I was close to hanging up again, when she finally picked up. "Pedri? Sorry... What can I do for you?" she said, sounding slightly out of breath. "Oh... sorry, did I disturb you?" I asked. "No! No, don't worry, I was just chasing after Blanca as she was running off swimming without her water wings- anyways, what do you need?" she asked friendly. You. You are what I need. "Oh! I was only checking in, how are the holidays? How long are you guys staying? What else have you planned?" I asked. Shit, that was a lot and probably sounded creepy - I covered my eyes with my free hand.
"That's nice of you!" she said, sounding happy. Thank Heavens. "We're all good, staying until the end of the week, the girls are loving the beach, they don't want to leave now that I'm around all the time" she said. "I feel guilty for being away" she admitted and I closed my eyes. She shouldn't be thinking that, I was so sorry for her. If I could carry all her pain for her, I'd do it in heartbeat. "Don't. You're a great mum, really. Your girls love you endlessly. Just tell them you also have to take care of me sometimes" I chuckled, hoping to crack a small joke. "Yeah, they know. Sofi has been asking 'Mum, do you think Pedri will survive without you now?'" she said and I could see her smiling. "Barely, but you can tell her I'm still breathing. On a ventilator" I joked again and she laughed.
"So... um... I wanted to ask, well, my mum asks too and Fer too, um... well..." I stammered, not knowing what to say now. "What did you, your mum and Fer want to ask?" she chuckled. "It was mostly my idea. Would you and the girls want to come visit me, well us, next week?" I asked and crossed my fingers. "Visit... as in Tenerife?" she asked surprisedly. "Yes! My house, my guests, we can... work too! And Sofi and Blanca can enjoy one of two more weeks of sea and their mum!" I tried to convince her. "Pedri... um... wow... that's a really generous offer... I... you know what it means having two kids around?" she asked, a bit taken aback.
"Well, Mum does. And I'm pretty sure that if she managed us two beasts, we will all survive your two angels" I chuckled, hoping not to sound too slimy, but it made her laugh. "Are you really sure? It's a lot to ask" she mumbled, but I crossed my fingers even harder now. "As you wish, the offer stands. You know I would never want to make you feel uncomfortable" I said. There was some silence on the end of the line and I was slumped down on my knees now, leaning onto my bed. "Ok... fine. We'll be leaving here on Sunday?" she said slowly. FUCK YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "I'll be there to pick you up" I managed to say as calmly as possible.
