𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 - Book 1

~Chapter 19~

                                                                                          Gavi

     There was a knock on my door early in the afternoon. I was still laying in bed, scrolling through Instagram. My shirt was in a crumpled pile on the floor, and my hair was a mess. I hadn't slept well last night. Thinking about Leonor and what she had done.

     I was hurt. But, maybe it was my felt. Maybe I should have said that so soon. Maybe I scared her.

     All of those thoughts had rushed  through my brain throughout the night.

     I sat up in bed, getting up to open the door. A postman was standing on my doorstep with a large box. It was wrapped in clear tape. It had my name written on the side in black marker.

     I hadn't ordered anything.

     "Thank you," I told the man and took the package from him, saying goodbye and closing the door. I placed it on the end of my bed and stared at it.

     Who had sent this?

     I opened the package quickly, tearing the clear tape off. It sat in front of me, beckoning to be opened. I slowly unfolded the cardboard and glanced inside.

     I was shocked at what I found.

     It was a beautiful blue bouquet of flowers and a note. I took the flowers out and examined them in my hands. Beautiful blue hues glistened in the sunlight in front of me. Whoever sent these must have known my favorite color was blue.

     I thought about the people it could be from before I opened the note.

     I took the note in my hands and carefully read it. My eyes grew wider with every word.

     The note was from Leonor herself. Handwritten. It read:

     Hello Gavi,

     I'm very well aware that you may never want to speak to me again, and that's okay. I wanted to apologize for my reaction the other night. I know it hurt you. I know it took a lot of courage for you to say those words, and it means a lot to me. I want you to know that I feel the same way. It's very hard for me to express my feelings, so I figured I had missed my chance. I was nervous because I wasn't expecting you to say that. But here I am now, telling you I feel the same. I have feelings for you, Pablo. Feelings that I can't hide anymore. I hope you read this and understand where I was coming from that night. I'd love to come to another one of your games and cheer you on.

     Best wishes, Leonor.

     I stared at the note for a while, turning it over in my hands.

     This certainly wasn't what I was expecting when I awoke this morning.

     A small smile formed on my lips, because I knew that the princess of Spain was deep in her feelings for me like I was for her.

     Me and Pedri were strolling up and down the streets of Barcelona, window shopping and making our way into town. I needed to get out of my house, to refresh my mind.