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A short black, sequin dress was placed in you hands. It was beautiful!
"Póntelo rápidamente, tenemos que irnos. (Put it on quickly, we've got to go.)" Paloma beamed.
[-Time Skip-]
After taking a taxi ride to the club, Paloma and I Got out and made our way in...
We were met with an aggressive wave of loud Reggaetón music. The place was so crowded! We headed over to the bar, as Paloma wanted a drink. She ordered some tequila shots. After a long time of persuading she made me have a few.
Soon enough she was getting pretty drunk, I had to take her far away from the bar to make sure she wouldn't be tempted for anymore.
My heels were killing me! They kept rubbing my heels, as this was the my first time wearing high-heels ever. Paloma was desperate to dance, but not wanting to suffer and embarrass, I supervised her from the booths.
Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder...
I glanced over to see a girl who I didn't know. "¡Dios mío! Tú eres Y/n L/n! (Oh my god! You're Y/n L/n!)" She smiled, "¿Puedo tomarme una foto contigo? (Can I take a photo with you?)"
"Claro. (Of course.)" I replied, as she pulled out her phone. She snapped a few pictures before saying...
"¡Escuché que te unirás al Barça la próxima temporada! (I heard you're joining Barça next season!)
"¿Cómo lo sabes? Todavía no se ha hecho público. (How do you know? It has not yet been made public.)" I asked awkwardly.
"Ay, mi novio Fermín juega en el Barcelona y me dijo porque soy muy fan tuyo. (Oh, my boyfriend Fermín plays for Barcalona and he told me because I'm a big fan of yours.)" She stated, "Tengo que irme ahora, Fermín probablemente se esté preguntando dónde estoy, hasta luego en Barcelona. (I've got to go now, Fermin is probably wondering where I am, see you later in Barcelona.)
[-Time Skip-]
I was being to feel a little dehydrated, so I decided to go to the bar to get some water. However, my legs and heels had a different idea! I wobbled and fell backwards. But luckily someone caught me. Phew!
I looked over my shoulder to see Fermín López holding me up? When I was back on my feet, he let go. "Tú eres Y/n L/n, ¿correcto? (You're Y/n L/n, correct?)" He quizzed.
I smiled, "Sí. (Yep.)
"Mi novia , Gloria, es una gran fan tuya. ¡Ella te ama más que a mí! (My girlfriend is a big fan of yours. She loves you more than she loves me!)" He laughed awkwardly, as he combed his hand through his blonde hair. "No puedo creer que te unas al Barça. (I can't believe you're joining Barça.)
"Mi novio Mario tampoco. Quiere que me una a él en el Real Madrid. (Neither did my boyfriend Mario. He wants me to join him at Real Madrid.)" I grinned.
"¿Mario Martín?" He questioned, and I nodded. "Ganarás más trofeos en el Barça.(You'll win more trophies at Barca.)"
I laughed at his comment, but i knew he was being dead serious.
"Creo que Gloria y yo nos vamos a ir ahora. Voy a buscarla. Tal vez cuando sea El Clásico en el Camp Nou, podríamos tener una cita doble, Yo, Gloria, Tú y Mario.(I think Gloria and I are going to leave now. I'm going to look for her. Maybe when it's El Clasico at the Camp Nou, we could have a double date, Me, Gloria, You and Mario.)" He requested.
"Eso sería genial. Adios. (That would be great. Bye.)" I waved, as he left.
[-Time Skip-]
I was back in my hotel room, for the final time, on facetime with Mario.
"¿Cómo fue tu último día en Ibiza, mi amor? (How was your last day in Ibiza, my love?)" He inquired.
"Fue divertido. Conocí a un gran fan mío que está saliendo con Fermín López. Dijo que cuando sea El Clásico en Camp Nou, podríamos tener una cita doble con ellos. (It was fun. I met a big fan of mine who is dating Fermin Lopez. He said that when it's El Clasico in Camp Nou, we could have a double date with them.) I answered, but as I finished my sentence, my phone buzzed and a notification from Instagram popped up on my phone...
