Barca players imagines

Marc Guiu

"Hey," I said as I embraced Martina.

Me and Martina became friend through one of my other, older friends who knew her. I'm a few years younger that her, I've just turned 18 actually, same age as her younger brother Marc. To me, Martina was like the older sister that I never had and I loved having her here.

Marc, Marc, Marc, Marc. Marc was gorgeous, handsome, beautiful. I've liked Marc ever since I first went around Martina's house.

*knock* *knock*

I was so nervous to meet Martina's family, I don't know why, it's not like we're dating, definitely not. I've just always wanted to make a good first impression, and this time is no different. I guess because I'm a few years younger than her. She also said her brother would be here as well, so that just added to my nerves, especially because she said that her was also my age so, yeah.

I was greeted with their mother,

"Ah, you must be y/n, Martina's told me great things." She smiled.

"Thank you Mrs Guiu."

"Mum!" Martina exclaimed as she dashed down the stair to us at the door. "I said I would get the door."

"Alright alright," her mum said stepping back from the door and walking through to the kitchen.

"Marc!" She exclaimed as she walked past the living room. "Stop eating those, dinners in 15 minutes."

"But I'm hungry," he argued back.

"I don't care, you won't starve to death." She said annoyed and walking out the room with a bowl of chips and taking them back to the kitchen.

"I might!" He shouted back.

"Mmm, yeah okay." I could hear Marc scoffing.

"Come on y/n lets go to my room." Martina said as I followed her inside. We walked through and up to her room.

15 minutes later

"Girls, dinner!" I heard her mum shout. We got up and made our way down stairs and into the kitchen.

I took a seat next to Martina and then Marc sat opposite me. We caught eye contact a few times and I realized how gorgeous his eyes where, I felt like I could get lost in them everyday. His hair, his brown hair looked long and luscious. His posture good and broad shoulder blocked some of the light coming from the window.

God he was perfect,

But I can't because he's my best friend's brother.

Now, his hair was growing out from the buzzcut, bleach blonde ends with brunette roots. I loved his hair now that it had grown out again, he's gained much muscle and a more defined jaw, God he was still so fucking fit.

1 hour later

"Hey y/n," Martina said from her bathroom that was attached to her room.

"Yeah," I shouted back from my spot where I was laying on her bed.

"I'm just gonna go out and grab something from the shop, I'll probably be back in about 30. Is that alright?"

"Yeah, as long as you bring me back a chocolate bar." I proposed.

She nodded and laughed as she walked in, "You're a piece for work you." She pointed at me.

I laughed, "mm, you already know."

"Oh and my parents have left for the night as you are sleeping over, as they said we'd keep them awake all night long." We both giggled. "So you'll be alone here with Marc, but I think Hector will be coming over. You know Hector right?"