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59 - 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁

𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟱𝟵

Pedri had invited me over to watch the match that boys played against Valladolid.

Honestly I was hesitant about agreeing and coming over to his place but part of me wanted go 'in case' he would need help with something.

I put on a pair of black mom jeans and a simple wine red colored top that would go so well with my heels and purse in the same color.

"Going out on a date?" Héctor asked once i appeared in the kitchen.

"No,to see a friend" i replied.

"Interesting. Do you like that Friend?" He asked,taking bite of an apple.

"Can't i just look pretty for myself?" I told him.

"Yeah i forgot you are overdressing yourself since forever" he sarcastically replied.

"Shut up" i rolled my eyes.

"But seriously,you are putting way too much effort into it even though you're meeting a friend"
Héctor pointed out.

Was i?

"Please keep your stupid comments to yourself Tor" i pat his shoulder,passing past him.

Then I took my purse and headed out to the Pedri's house.

•••

"Hey" he greeted me once he opened the door for me.

"Hey" i replied and passed by him,walking inside.

Well this was awkward and still lowkey hard to try being nice to each other.

But i brushed my thoughts away and made my way to his living room. He prepared some snacks and beverages. It was actually cute how he tried put effort into it.

"Make yourself comfortable" he pointed on the couch.

"You are weird" i mumbled.

"Weird?" He raised his eyebrow in confusion.

"I'm not used to this behavior from you" i told him.

"Get used to it then. Now sit down." He replied.

"Do you think we are gonna win tonight?" I changed the topic and took a sip of a lemon water that was on the table,in a glass.

"Hopefully but i mean Xavi can experiment since we have already won this season so we will see" Pedri shrugged and sat down beside me.

"Are you free tomorrow?" He asked out of nowhere and turned to me.

"Why?" I raised my eyebrows,not understanding what would he ask that out of blue.

"It's a yes or no question why do you reply with other question?" He complained.

"Yes,i am" i replied.

"Good,then be ready at 6pm,i'll pick you up tomorrow" he said it as it was the most casual thing and turned himself to TV as the players were already coming out, leaving me speechless.

Our focus was on the match. We didn't talk but were cursing and yelling when the referee made stupid decision or didn't whistle a clear foul.