𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄, pedri gonzález

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙭𝙩𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚, olive

❝ i feel like laughing in the middle of practice. ❞
⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻

I have literally not slept that good for a while. I turn to face Pedri, but to my surprise he isn't here. He did leave a note though.

I smile a little to myself as I take my hand out of underneath the covers and reach for the paper placed on his nightstand.

Grabbing it, I take my phone that's right next to it too. I place my phone next to me before opening the paper.

Took Paul with me and Pablo to training and Isa's got rehearsal. Don't worry about anyone, just enjoy your morning and sleep till noon <3

I feel the blood rushing up to my cheeks as I read the little note he's left. I burry my head into the paper and just like a little girl, scream into it.

Not to sound too much like a teenage girl, but he's literally a dream. I could just cuddle with him for the rest of my life.

Okay, ew. I'm becoming worse than Isa.

I let out a long sigh I had no idea I was holding in. I grab my phone, 11:36, it reads. I can't remember the last time I slept so much. It feels so goddamn good. I feel so fresh.

I reply to all the messages left for me, one of which includes mom making sure Paul's having a good time. I think good might be an understatement. The little guy's been living his dream for the past days.

I turn it off and pick myself up, getting out of bed. I head to his toilet and freshen myself up. The water hitting my face feels so much softer than those other days where I wake up early for the soul purpose of working.

Heading downstairs, the silence is loud and clear. I can literally hear the quiet. I don't know how to describe it.

It's not like the usual morning quiet when everyone's asleep and the sun's just risen. This time, it's more free. A quiet that is relaxing and just inviting me to loosen up and chill.

I take advantage of the facts that no one's home and just enjoy the rest of my morning — or noon more exactly.

I make myself some oatmeal and just sit in front of the television, watching the show that was suggested to me by Pedri, Gossip Girl.

After about thirty minutes of enjoying my peace and quiet. I start missing a little the distractions and annoyances that are the other people that live here and the little boy.

Since I'm off work for a while, and have nothing planned, I decide to go pay a visit to the three boys who are still in training, even after almost three hours.

I head up and get myself ready pretty quickly.

It's pretty hot here as summer starts coming to its end, so I put on something simple that won't make me feel too hot.

I'm rushing myself a bit to not miss them, and so I put on the same pair of clothes I had on last night for dinner and my 'walk' in the park.

I so do not want to get into that. Paul caught me off guard. I'm over all the Mia bullshit. I just miss her sometimes. I miss what could've happened if she was still with us.