Leonor
My heart sunk when I heard his name. Chloe stared at me expectantly, waiting for my answer. I was frozen. I couldn't speak, I couldn't move. My mouth dropped open. I just sat on the end of the bed.
"You don't have to do anything," she reminded me carefully. I just nodded, biting my lip.
I wanted to know what had all happened, but what was there to know?
I stood up and looked Chloe in the eyes. She felt tense.
"Okay, tell him to come inside," I said quietly. Chloe's eyes grew wide as she backed away.
"Are you sure?" She questioned me. I just nodded.
"If anything goes wrong, Leonor, let me know," she whispered, before scurrying out of my room and shutting the door behind her. I heard some whispers on the other side; probably her talking to Gavi.
I stood on the other side of the door, just waiting. What would I say to him? I wasn't sure if I could find the words.
I finally opened the door. My jaw dropped in shock.
He was standing there, holding a beautiful bouquet of pink roses and a box of chocolates. How thoughtful. I felt myself blush a little on the inside. If this was a normal morning, with normal circumstances, I would have been happier.
"Come in," I said, taking the gifts from him and placing them on the counter. He followed me, and I motioned for him to sit in the armchair. He did expectantly, sitting down and facing me.
"What did you want to see me for?" I asked him.
He looked at me with pleading eyes before starting.
"I'm so sorry, Leonor. I know that hurt you to see what I did. There's no excuse for it. I kissed her, and I was off spending time with another girl instead of you. You're the one that invited me on this trip," he said quickly, making sure I understood every word.
I didn't know what to say. I just stared at him, hoping that he would continue.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what to do to make it up to you. If there isn't anything, if I screwed myself over that badly, then please let me know. I'll leave you alone," he finished, and I knew he was done by the finality in his tone.
He was waiting for an answer; would I be willing to gain his trust back or completely cut him off?
"I don't trust you now, but I might in the future," I said shortly, and that was my answer. It was true. I wasn't going to fall head-over-heels for him again until something changed. Until he changed.
Gavi nodded sadly and stood up, still staring at me.
"Would I be able to take you to dinner tonight?" He asked. I felt myself blush again. It was a habit.
"I guess," I said. "Just meet me in the lobby at 5 PM."
He nodded and rushed off to his own room. I gave him a quiet thanks for the gifts, but I don't think he heard me.
I was ready within half an hour. I pulled on a white turtleneck and a pair of denim jeans, along with some chunky heels. My hair was pulled back in my signature ponytail, and I had refreshed my earrings and necklace.
Gavi was waiting for me in the lobby, as promised. I had texted all of the girls, letting them know where I was going. The rest of them, including Gio, were all having dinner here.
Neither of us said much as we made our way to the rental car. He offered to drive, and I agreed. I wasn't sure where we were going; I didn't care either. He was a good driver, so we were into town within a few minutes. He pulled up to a small little buffet restaurant on the Main Street.
"I think you'll like this place," he told me. I just nodded.
He allowed me to walk inside first; he still had some gentlemanly qualities.
I chose a table for two by the window, and the waiter came to serve us immediately. I ordered a water, like usual. Gavi ordered a Coke.
"What do I have to do to get you to trust me again?" He asked suddenly. I stopped sipping my water and looked up at him.
"I don't really know yet," I shrugged. "I need to give it time."
"I understand. I'm an asshole," he muttered.
"You kind of are," I retorted, being fully serious. He just laughed at me.
We ordered our food soon after. I got a bowl of soup; he got a fresh burger. It was too cold; I wasn't in the mood for cold food.
We barely said anything to each other until the food arrived. I was starving; that's why I had taken up his offer.
"Is the soup good?" he asked me, to break the silence. I just nodded in return.
We finished dinner very quickly. He asked for a box for his burger, which gained a weird look from the waiter. He obeyed, though, and a few minutes later he was back with a plastic container. Gavi paid the bill. I didn't even want to try. It was his idea first, anyways.
We walked back to the car, and he opened my door for me. I scoffed to myself when I was situated inside.
We made it back to the lodge in record time. He parked the rental car, and we both got out. I tried my best to avoid the dining hall on the way to the elevators; I didn't want my friends to see us. Not really, at least.
I pressed the button, and the elevator arrived immediately. I got in first, like usual.
When we arrived on the third floor, Pablo finally broke the silence.
"I'm glad you could come to dinner with me," he said as we walked down the hallway.
"This isn't going to happen much, you know. Until I fully gain your trust back," I retorted. He looked a little hurt, but just nodded.
When we reached our rooms, I began to unlock mine when I thought I should say something nice.
"Thanks for the gifts, and I do appreciate dinner," I responded, turning over my shoulder to look at him. He gave me a small smile before retreating into his own room. I did the same.
Hey guysssssss so he tried to make up with her but she doesn't trust him yet
Don't worry in a few short (maybe long) chapter things will start to get better
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 - Book 1
RomancePablo Gavi is a young, 19 year old footballer hailing from Spain. He is talented, skillful and very attractive. Princess Leonor is the future queen of Spain and heir to the Spanish throne. She has no interest in a footballer who so happens to play i...