𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 - Book 1

~Chapter 8~

                                                                                            Gavi

     "Come on, Hector. Do better than that!" João complained loudly.

     The group of us; me, Pedri, Hector, João and Lamine,  were all playing FIFA in my living room. Hector's character had completely missed an open goal, and he had lost the game for all of us.

     "It's just a game," Hector grumbled, tossing his controller onto the floor. 

     "Anyone want food?" I asked, quickly standing to my feet. The other guys eyed me up suspiciously.

     "Says the guy who's dating the princess of Spain," Lamine laughed, flashing his braces at me. I didn't laugh in return.

     "What the hell," I grumbled under my breath, pinching the bridge of my nose. I loved these guys to death, but sometimes they annoyed the shit out of me.

     I made my way into the kitchen, leaving the rest of them behind. Today had been quite a day. Our entire team had gone to Madrid to visit the King and Queen. Their two daughters, Leonor and Sofia, were also there.

     Some dumb rumor had been made up that me and Leonor were in a relationship. All lies.

     Sure, I'll admit, Leonor is gorgeous. Easily one of the most attractive girls I've ever seen. Still, I barely even know her. Shes nowhere close to being my girlfriend.

     I heard footsteps behind me. Spinning around, Pedri stood in my kitchen, munching on a bagel.

     "Where did you get that?" I snapped.

     "Your pantry," he mumbled through a mouthful of food. Whatever.

     "What are you doing in here?" I asked him. I wasn't exactly in the mood to talk.

     "Eating. What are you doing?" Pedri retorted.

     "It's my house, you know. You're just a guest," I reminded him, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.

     "I'm also your best friend," he added quickly.

     "So, what's up with you and Leonor," Pedri mumbled.

     "Nothing, man!" I yelled, throwing my arms up in defeat.

     Pedri held his hands up in surrender and backed out of the kitchen.

     Maybe what I needed to do was give Leonor a chance. Maybe it would be good for me. I was so used to hooking up with girls every other night. Maybe this was finally my time to prove to myself that I could settle down, even if it was with a girl that I barely knew.

                                                                                   Leonor

     "Sofia!" I yelled, banging on her bedroom door. No answer. She had been in there all afternoon; I wasn't sure why she was ignoring me.

     "It's an emergency!" I added. My fists were tired of banging.

     "What do you want?" Sofia emerged, cracking the door just slightly so I could slip inside. She was wearing a full face of makeup and beautiful pink dress.