This heartwarming fanfiction follows the blossoming romance between two young football stars, Gavi and Pedri. From shy glances to stolen moments, their connection deepens as they navigate the challenges of fame, friendship, and finding their place i...
The familiar hum of the phone vibrated against Gavi's thigh as he scrolled through Instagram, his thumb moving mindlessly through the endless stream of posts. He hadn't been paying much attention, lost in his own thoughts, a dull ache in his chest a constant reminder of the silence that had settled between him and Pedri. It had been months since their last conversation, the air between them thick with unspoken words and unspoken feelings. He'd tried to move on, throwing himself into training, spending more time with João and Fermín, their laughter a temporary balm to the emptiness he felt. But even their jokes couldn't erase the image of Pedri's face, the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled, the way his hand felt in his.
He almost forgot about him, the distance between them growing wider with each passing day. He was about to close the app, the familiar ache in his chest a dull throb, when a notification popped up: "Pedri mentioned you in their story." He froze, his heart skipping a beat. He hadn't thought about Pedri in weeks, the silence a heavy weight on his shoulders. He almost forgot about him, the distance between them growing wider with each passing day. He clicked on the notification, his fingers trembling slightly. He opened Pedri's story, his eyes scanning the words.
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He read a simple message: "*Te extraño 🥹💔".
A photo of them together, hugging at a match, filled the screen. Gavi's breath caught in his throat. He felt a familiar warmth spread through his chest, a feeling he'd almost forgotten. He closed the story, his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't ignore the feeling anymore. _ * Te extraño - i miss you _
Gavi's phone slipped from his grasp, clattering onto the bed. He stared at the screen, the photo of him and Pedri still lingering, a ghost of a smile playing on Pedri's lips. Tears welled up in his eyes, blurring the image. He hadn't realized how much he missed Pedri, how much the silence had been eating away at him. The ache in his chest intensified, a dull throb that threatened to consume him. He swiped the photo away, unable to bear the sight of it anymore. He buried his face in his hands, letting the tears flow freely.
He couldn't remember the last time he'd cried like this, the sobs wracking his body, his chest constricting with each exhale. He felt so lost, so alone. He had tried to move on, to pretend that Pedri didn't matter, that the pain would eventually fade. But it hadn't. It had only grown stronger, a constant reminder of the emptiness that had settled in his heart. He had been so angry, so hurt, that he had pushed Pedri away, convinced that he was better off without him. But now, seeing that simple message, "Te extraño 🥹💔," he realized how wrong he had been.
He knew he had to talk to Pedri. He couldn't keep pretending everything was fine, couldn't keep ignoring the gaping hole in his heart. He wiped his eyes, his fingers smudged with mascara. He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. He opened their chat, his fingers hovering over the keyboard. He typed and deleted, his mind a whirlwind of emotions. He didn't know what to say, how to break the silence, how to bridge the gap that had grown between them. Finally, he typed: ______ pablogavi -Hey. ______ He hit send, his heart pounding in his chest. He waited, his eyes glued to the screen, watching the three dots appear and disappear, a cruel reminder of the distance between them. He felt a surge of hope when the dots finally disappeared, replaced by a message. ______ pedri -Gavi?
pablogavi -Yeah, it's me.
pedri -What's up? Why are you texting me now? ______ Gavi's heart sank. He knew Pedri was angry, and the accusation in his voice only amplified the guilt gnawing at him. He typed: ______ pablogavi -I... I saw your story.
pedri -Yeah? So?
pablogavi -I miss you. ______ He sent the message, his hand trembling slightly. He waited, his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't believe he'd said it. He hadn't meant to, it just slipped out. He felt a wave of relief wash over him as Pedri's reply appeared. ______ pedri -You miss me? After ignoring me for months? After making me feel like I don't matter? ______ Gavi's breath hitched. He knew Pedri was right. He had been a coward, avoiding Pedri's calls, ignoring his messages. He had been so consumed by his own pain that he had forgotten how much he was hurting Pedri. He typed: ______ pablogavi -I'm sorry. I was a jerk.
pedri -That's an understatement, Gavi.
pablogavi -Can we talk?
pedri -I don't know, Gavi. You really hurt me. ______ The words felt like a punch to the gut. He knew he had a lot of explaining to do, a lot of apologizing to do. He had to convince Pedri that he wasn't just playing games, that he truly cared. He typed: ______ pablogavi -Please, Pedri. I need to talk to you. ✓seen ______ He sent the message, his heart filled with a mixture of hope and fear. He knew he had a lot of work to do to earn back Pedri's trust, but he was willing to do whatever it took.
