In The Name of Love

Chapter 30

"And on our last day in Ibiza... we meet Pedri! He was super nice, asking us if we liked the photos after we took them and if we wanted to repeat them. Such a sweetheart... And he was with his girlfriend. She also was super nice and the one who took the group photo. She asked us to say Pepi instead of cheese and that's why we are laughing. She made the photo look perfect and one of my favourites from this trip. After that we saw them again outside a bar and you should have seen the way Pedri was looking at her and her smile. So cute! They are couple goals. See, just good comments. And we are couple goals, Val" Pedri says after reading the caption one of the girls we met yesterday wrote on Instagram.

We've been in Ibiza for a week already, and so far everything has been going smoothly and I've kept my promise of enjoying my holidays and my boyfriend. We've gone out for dates or walks just the two of us, to the beach with Ferran and Eric, to some parties... And when people have stopped him or the boys to take a photo, everyone has been lovely both offline and online.

"Yeah, sure" I snort.

"We are. Aren't we, Eric?"

"Uh?"

"Val and I. Aren't we couple goals?"

"What you are is extra cheesy lately. What's gotten into you?" he says.

"Jealous?" Pedri smirks.

"The only thing I'm jealous of is the shirt you wore the other day for dinner. Can I borrow it tonight?"

"Why? Are you meeting with someone?"

"We are going to Ushuaia, remember?" Eric says.

"Are you meeting with someone there?"

"Can I borrow the shirt or not?"

"Don't change the topic, Eric. You are the only one who is single, you know? I have Val, Ferran has his ginger girl, Gavi is seeing someone new too..."

"Pedri, shut up" I say.

"What?"

"Just shut up, those comments aren't funny. They actually are very annoying and can be very hurtful, I know it from experience. And yes, you can borrow his shirt. It's on our room's closet."

"Thank you, Val" Eric smiles.

"I was a prick, wasn't I?" Pedri says when we are alone again.

"Yes, you were."

"I'm sorry."

"You should be apologizing to Eric, not me."

"I will, I promise. And since he talked about tonight... Are you ready to sing your lungs out like the last time?"

"Is Martin going to dedicate me another song?" I ask.

"Maybe" he shrugs. "Or maybe he'll ask you to go on stage with him."

"Pedro!"

"Ouch!" he complains. "I was just joking, there is no need to hit me like that."

"Your jokes suck today, you deserve it."

"And you deserve this."

"Pedri!" I laugh when he starts tickling me.

"You asked for it when you hit me, Val."

"Pedri, stop. Please!"

"Saying that won't help you."

"Pedri... Pedri!" I laugh again when he pushes me on the sofa until I'm laying on my back, he on top of me. "Stop!"

"You really hurt me. I think it is gonna bruise."

"Aww, poor Pepi..."

"Don't tease me, Val."