"Please don't let go. Just five more minutes, please," I whispered to Pedri, snuggling deeper into the covers, reluctant to leave the warmth of the bed.
"The boys are about to wake up," he murmured, his voice still thick with sleep. "They're going to find me here. I really need to go back to my own room."
"Just five more minutes," I insisted, burying my face in the crook of his neck. I could feel the warmth radiating from him, and it soothed the lingering anxiety about the day ahead.
He sighed but wrapped his arms around me tighter. "Okay, but then I'm leaving."
I smiled, planting a soft kiss on his head. We had celebrated my birthday the night before, and even though I hadn't wanted to, the boys had turned it into a fun night filled with laughter, drinks, and unforgettable moments. When we got home, I couldn't bear the thought of being alone, so I had asked him to stay with me.
"I really have to get ready, though," I said reluctantly, the reality of my tight schedule creeping in. I jumped out of bed, shivering slightly as the cool air hit my skin. "I need to be on the plane in twenty minutes for my game."
As I hurried to the bathroom, I glanced back at Pedri. He looked so comfortable, his hair tousled and his eyes still half-closed. I couldn't help but feel a pang of regret for what we had to leave behind.
After a quick shower, I tossed my hair into a messy bun and threw on my travel outfit. I grabbed my bag, glancing at the clock. "I need to take the trash out!" I said, rushing through the house, trying to gather my things.
I glanced back at Pedri, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed, watching me with a mix of admiration and concern. "You're going to be amazing out there," he said, his voice steady.
"Thanks, but I can't focus on that right now. I just want to make sure I don't miss my flight." I grabbed the trash bag and hurried out of the house, my heart racing.
As I left, I could feel his eyes on me. "Camila!" he called after me, and I turned to see him standing there, looking a bit lost. "Just... text me when you land, okay?"
I nodded, my heart swelling. "I will. And thank you for everything."
With one last look, I dashed out the door, feeling a mix of excitement and dread about the game ahead and the lingering warmth of the moments we had shared.
🇪🇸 La Masia Gang ❤️
Ferran🤦♀️:
Camila, when will you be home? We're starving!
Camila🤪🖕:
The game just ended, and it's only 4. I'll be home at 8!
Ferran🤦♀️:
Okay, but I need food! I can't survive on snacks!
Fermin🥸:
Then cook for yourself, Ferran! It's not that hard!
Ferran🤦♀️:
Boy, I'm not a chef! I need a personal chef, not a roommate who just plays video games all day!
Ale🍺:
Seriously, does anyone have a plan for dinner? Pizza? Burgers?
Joao🇵🇹:
How about sushi? It's light and delicious!
Pablo🧻:
Sushi? Really? We just had that last week. Can we get something different for once?
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"Treating you the Way you Deserve" //Pedri Gonzalez
Fanfiction"Camila has been very close to the boys' group ever since she grew up with them at La Masia. However, the dynamic changes when two new players join the team.
