Lucia's POV
Pablo's face became pale, it looked like his stomach dropped. I felt so mean for doing this with him as he was nothing but my biggest supporter, but I couldn't see him defend me anymore. It felt like it was all my fault.
Instead of arguing with me, he stepped closer, his eyes glistening. He wrapped his arms tightly around me and I immediately started crying again. I was sobbing into his shoulder, but Pablo tried to get me to look at him.
"Do you think that's the right thing to do? We've been through so much already, we can overcome this too." Pablo was pleading now, silent tears rolling down his cheeks. I guess he realized what was happening between us.
"I really need to clear my head; I don't know what's right or wrong anymore Pablo. Some time apart maybe helps me think straight again." I whispered and brushed away the tears on his face with my thumb. My heart churned when I saw his brows knit together in sadness as more tears were streaming down his face. I wiggled away from his tight grip, taking a few steps back to gather my thoughts.
"I better go grab a few of my things." I bit my lip, trying to muffle my sobs.
"Please Lucia." Pablo's voice cracked mid-sentence as he tried to talk me out of my decision.
His hand grabbed mine, wanting to pull me closer again. I resisted though, as hard as it was, and finally had the courage to look back up at him.
"Don't make this harder than it already is." I pleaded as my hands and shoulders were trembling. He finally let go and I sprinted upstairs as my hands muffled the sounds of me crying. I only packed the most important things as I hoped we would somehow get over this mess. I informed Alba and Elena, asking them to drive me to my own apartment as I couldn't drive myself with the current state I was in. Also, I didn't want Pablo to drive me, that just would've hurt me more. With a bag over my shoulder, I slumped downstairs, seeing Pablo still standing in the middle of the room with his fingers ruffling with his hair.
"I'm sorry." I coaxed out and walked past him towards the door. Before I stepped outside, I turned around a last time and pressed a gentle kiss on his cheek. My eyes roamed over the now dull looking living room. So many beautiful memories were created here. Not only in the living room, but also by the pool where Pablo hosted his dinner parties, in the kitchen where we cooked together (well, I mostly just watched him being handsome while cooking), or in the bedroom where we shared our most intimate nights together. It broke my heart for the nth time today, but I had a reason to leave. Otherwise I wouldn't even consider doing that.
Pablo looked at me with big, pleading eyes, trying to get this idea out of my head. But, I turned back around and walked outside where my friends were already waiting in the car.
The passenger door opened, and I immediately started bawling my eyes out. Alba and Elena were quick in consoling me even though they didn't know what happened. My mind always drifted back to Pablo. Did he understand why I did this? Did I just ruin him? Does he think I broke up with him? Because I didn't even know it myself. Were we broken up or just on a break? How do you even know that, or what's the difference?
It all was so confusing my head started throbbing, meaning a headache was forming. Going to my apartment after almost seven months felt more than odd. I rarely came back as I almost had everything at Pablo's. Occasionally, I drove here to get something or clean the apartment, but now it looked so lifeless. Alba and Elena didn't really know what to do as I didn't say much, I was just sobbing from time to time. The living room was dark, just like everything else in here. Flashes of me and Pablo dancing around to Coldplay in his home came across my mind as I looked around and I let out a sad huff.
"I think you need an explanation." I mumbled and sat down onto the couch.
The two of them smiled understandingly and took a seat on each side. The next few hours contained of me telling them everything, on how I felt these last months, how Pablo made me feel but how I still suffered. And even Pablo couldn't fix that.
I was crying a lot but they looked after me, even cheered me up with silly TikTok's so I almost forgot what had happened this morning. We spent the rest of the day laying around and I couldn't be more grateful to have them in my life.
"Do you think Pablo hates me now?" The thought kept nagging me all day, so my voice came out slightly shaky.
Alba gave me a sad look, immediately shaking her head.
"Lu, he's known you now more than half a year, dating you for four months. He knows about your struggles and saw how the media basically destroyed your life. He loves and cares too much for you to even remotely think about such a thing. You mean the world to him." Alba's words made me tear up once again and I fell into her arms.
"Yeah but I just broke his heart Alba. He was nothing but supportive and I just ripped his heart out."
"Both of you love each other and every relationship has their ups and downs. I'm sure you two will fix this. And, it's okay to take a break. Your feelings are valid and if you think you need this time for yourself that's okay. Pablo will understand that, he's not stupid. And you're not stupid enough to let him go too." I giggled at her last sentence, feeling better that Pablo probably would understand my situation.
Pablo's POV
Lucia just left my house in tears. I couldn't even ask her how she got home because her car was still parked in my driveway.
Why did it happen so suddenly? I knew she was stressed with this whole situation, but not even a few days ago we were all cuddled up on my couch, watching the office. But, in the end I couldn't look inside her head to see what she truly was thinking. Maybe it was even worse than I had already thought.
I didn't even know what to do. I haven't cried in a long time; the last time was probably when we lost against Morocco in the World Cup. Not that I think it's weak to cry, but I just never had the need to. It all had been going great, I was a starter in my team, had no injuries and met the girl I fell in love with. Now I felt empty. Things were half as good when Lucia wasn't here and now there was nothing to feel happy about.
Hot tears were still rolling down my cheeks when I dialed Fermin's number.
"What's up? Need a ride to practice?" Fermin chuckled before I could even say something.
"I think Lucia just broke up with me."
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Practice was terrible. I missed passes I usually never miss and fouled my teammates at unnecessary times. Overall, my head just wasn't at the right place. Fermin already tried talking to me after my unexpected phone call, but I refused to talk, otherwise I would've started crying in front of my teammates. Not really what I wanted to do.
Xavi scolded me several times. I couldn't blame him, you always had to be in top form and today was just not my day.
"Gavi! Ven aqui!" He waved me over after training and I knew he was about to ask me what's wrong.
"Where's your head at today? I know we have winter break in a few days but that's not the performance we want here."
"I just have some personal problems at home."
Xavi's eyes softened a bit as he heard me, he always had a soft spot for his players.
"Is everything alright?" We walked towards the locker room and I let out a depressed huff.
"Just some relationship problems." I grimaced awkwardly. It was slightly uncomfortable to talk with my boss about my love life, but it somehow made my mood lighten a bit. Imagine Xavi, the Barça legend, giving a nineteen year old advice on how to deal with a break or breakup whatever this was between Lucia and I.
"Oh, hijo, love especially at your age is always difficult. But if you really love the girl, don't let her go. I could see how much she meant to you, so fight for her like you do on the pitch."
His words actually managed to make me feel better but the feeling of sadness in my stomach never left.
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A/n: lmao not me saying I didn't have time to write because of finals but still do it anyway hahah, don't forget to comment and vote if you liked it!
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