FROM FRIENDS TO MORE || Gavi x Pedri

Chapter 46 :: Try

The silence of his apartment was a stark contrast to the cacophony of whispers that had followed him home. Gavi sat on his couch, the weight of the world pressing down on his shoulders. He stared at the flickering television screen, the images of the game replaying in his mind, each moment a painful reminder of the chasm that had opened between him and Pedri.

He replayed the scene in the locker room, Pedri's cold gaze, the way he had pushed past him, leaving Gavi feeling utterly alone. A wave of guilt washed over him, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth. He had been so consumed by his own anger, his own hurt, that he hadn't considered the impact of his actions on Pedri.

He had always been impulsive, quick to react, his emotions wearing his heart on his sleeve. But this time, his impulsiveness had backfired, leaving a trail of wreckage in its wake. He had pushed Pedri away, and now, the silence between them was deafening.

He reached for his phone, the screen illuminating his face with a cold, blue light. He scrolled through their messages, a collection of inside jokes, playful banter, and heartfelt confessions. Each message was a painful reminder of the bond they had shared, a bond that now felt irrevocably broken.

He remembered the day they had first met, two young players thrown together in the youth academy. Pedri, quiet and reserved, had seemed almost shy, a stark contrast to Gavi's boisterous personality. But beneath that quiet exterior, Gavi had sensed a kindred spirit, a shared passion for the game, a deep understanding of the unspoken language of football.

They had quickly become inseparable, spending countless hours together on and off the pitch. They had celebrated victories together, consoled each other through defeats, and shared their dreams of reaching the top. They had become more than teammates; they had become brothers, bound by a shared love for the game and a deep respect for each other's talents.

But now, that bond felt fragile, threatened by the storm that had erupted between them. Gavi replayed the argument in his mind, the words that had been spoken, the emotions that had boiled over. He had been so quick to anger, so quick to defend himself, that he had failed to see Pedri's perspective, to understand the hurt he had caused.

He wanted to reach out, to apologize, to explain himself. But the fear of rejection, the fear of further humiliation, held him back. He wasn't sure if Pedri would even want to hear his explanation, let alone forgive him.

He closed his eyes, trying to quiet the storm raging within him. He had hurt Pedri, and the guilt gnawed at him, relentless and unforgiving. He had always been fiercely independent, unwilling to admit fault, but this time, he knew he had to swallow his pride.

He had to try to repair the damage, to bridge the gap that had opened between them. But how? How could he mend a broken heart, a shattered trust? The questions echoed in his mind, unanswered, leaving him feeling lost and confused.

He thought of their shared moments, the countless hours spent practicing together, the laughter they had shared, the unspoken understanding that had blossomed between them. He thought of the way Pedri's eyes would light up when he scored a goal, the way he would always offer a reassuring smile after a mistake. He thought of the quiet strength that Pedri possessed, the unwavering belief in his own abilities, a belief that had inspired Gavi to push himself further, to strive for greatness.

He knew he had to do something, but the path forward was shrouded in uncertainty. He had to find a way to reach Pedri, to let him know that he was sorry, that he regretted his actions. He had to find a way to rebuild the trust they had lost, to rekindle the flame of their friendship. But how? He was lost, adrift in a sea of guilt and uncertainty.

He picked up his phone again, his thumb hovering over Pedri's name. He knew he had to reach out, to take the first step towards reconciliation. But the fear of rejection, the fear of further humiliation, held him back. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, trying to summon the courage to reach out. He had to try. He had to apologize. He had to try to fix this. He had to try to get Pedri back.