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Lucia's pov

I woke up, my pillow was damp from the tears last night.
I rolled over hoping to find Sergio but he wasn't there.
Of course he wasnt. I was in the guest bedroom and he was most likely at practice already.
I heard noise downstairs.
Probably the dogs but I decided to check anyways.
I walked downstairs, wearing nothing but a baggy nike shirt that fell to my knees.
Sergio was still home, but not for long.
It looked as if he was leaving to go out somewhere.
"Where are you going" I asked as I cleared the morning out of my voice.
"Why do you care" he snorted back.
Of course he couldn't act like a civilized human being when he was mad.
One of his many drawbacks.
"Whatever" I sighed as I rubbed my forehead.
I walked over to the counter where he stood and reached up for an Advil.
I took two, to be safe. hopefully that would help my throbbing headache.
I saw him staring at me through the corner of his eye as I dry swallowed the pills.
I ran over to the sink and gulped down some water to help me.
"You should always drink milk with advil, because it ruins your stomach lining" Sergio spoke to me in a 'matter of fact' tone.
"Ok doctor" I spoke back to his sarcastically.
"Malia said don't come over because her and Ronnie are in Dubai"
I nodded in reply. There goes my plans for today, I thought to myself.
"Lucky them" I commented as I reached for my phone on the table seeing I had a text.
"Who's the text from" Sergio tried looking over my shoulder but I flipped the screen.
"Why do you care" I imitated him in a snotty voice, making him laugh coldly and walk towards the front door.
"Whatever puta" he smirked and walked out the door.

Not going I lie, it stung when he spoke those words.
I sulked and sat down on the couch, opening the new text from Marc.

Marc: up to talk?
Lucia: yeah, I'd love that. when and where?
Marc: my home in madrid? or we can go out somewhere if you don't feel comfortable

That's what I love about Marc, he cared how I felt about situations.

Lucia: your house is fine, I'll be there in an hour.

I made my way upstairs and walked into ou-- Sergio's room so I could grab some clothing.
Picking out a pair of sweats, a nike fc tshirt an a black beanie.
I made my way downstairs, grabbed my phone and the keys to Sergio's range rover and made my way outside into the warm Madrid air.
It was very cloudy today, looked like it could rain.
I started the car and put on some drake, but soon sad drake started playing so I decided to just listen to some Enrique Iglesias.
In about 20 minutes I made it to Marc's home.
I parked and made my way to the door, I didn't even knock, I just walked straight in, that's when I realized I was about 20 minutes earlier then expected, so I just decided to sit on the couch.
A heard some stomping down the stairs along with some humming, and recognized the voice to be marcs.
"Hola" I spoke loudly getting a scream in response.
He came into view, only wearing a towl loosely wrapped around his torso.
My eyes scanned over his abs which glistened with water.
"Lo siento" I felt my face go a bit red so I looked down.
"Oh I wasn't expecting you quite yet" he scratched the back of his head awkwardly but then his eyes widened since I'm guessing he realized that he was half naked.
"I'm going to get changed real quick" he spoke in a rushed tone, looking at me nervously with his bright green eyes.
"Ok" I smiled and remained on the couch until he came down a few minutes later wearing a nike tanktop and some Barcelona training pants.
I couldn't help but stare at his biceps.
"Do you want anything to drink?" he offered while tousling his chocolate brown hair.
"Water would be nice"
"Ok just a sec" he scampered off to his kitchen and poured a glass.
I ran my fingers up and down the leather couch, remembering where me and marc used to sit and watch tv.
"Here you go" he grinned, showing off his beautiful teeth"
"Thanks" I spoke softly as I grabbed the glass from his hand.
He sat down beside me, clearly trying to keep distance.
"I don't bite" I smirked, making his chuckle softly and relax as he moved a bit closer to me.
"So listen, I'm sorr--" I cut him off before he could apologize.
"Don't be, you didn't know that bringing pilar would stir things up"
He looked guilty for a second but he face changed into a grin.
"But I am really sorry" he took a sip of his orange juice while looking up at me.
He slurped at his juice loudly.
"You are disgusting" I laughed nearly spilling my water.
"I love making you smile though" he winked at me while taking another sip of his juice, a little less dramatically.
"Whatever" I rolled my eyes and smirked a bit.

"So.." He looked at me with a shy smile and laughed softly.
"How have things been lately" he finished his sentence while putting his juice down.
His question stirred up a bit of emotion and I could feel a lump start to form in my throat.
"Good" I lied trying to fake a smile.
"Lucia" a look of concern took over his face as he reached out his hand to place on my shoulder.
"What's wrong?" his brows furrowed and his eyes looking into mine.
"You know what's wrong" my voice cracked as I spoke.
"Pilar" was the only word I needed to speak before tears started flowing from my eyes.
"She's-- she's pregnant" I stuttered as I leaned into Marc's chest, feeling him pull me closer to him.
I let it happen, because I needed comfort and marc was here for me.
His hand rubbed my back as he whispered soothing things in my ear to help me calm down.
"I wasn't even mad, but he got mad at me" I sobbed into his chest, making a damp mark on his tanktop from my tears.
"He said I didn't love him, but I do, I do love him"
I felt Marc's grip on me loosen a bit.
"Atleast I think I do, I just don't know anymore" I sobbed some more and soon he tightened his grip again.
"Shhh nena it's ok, everyone fights" his thumb moved in circular motions between my shoulder blades. I used to love it when he did that.
"Yeah but" I started off catching a thought.
We always fighted, sometimes about the stupidest things.
"But we always fight, you and me, we never fought marc" I tried to calm myself down but everytime I was almost calm, I remembered Sergio looking into pilars bright blue eyes.
"We never fought" I repeated again softly to myself as I tightened my grip on Marc's arm.
Without warning, I sat up straight, the tears stopped flowing and I wiped my eyes.
I looked over at marc who still held a concerned look on his face, his thumb still rubbing circles on my back.
I could feel the space between our faces get smaller and smaller.
His cool breath hitting my lips.
That's when I remember Sergio's tiny smile when I said I loved him.

Marc's pov--
She was leaning in and so was I, we were so close, I could almost feel her lips on mine, but then he face softened and she looked confused and pulled away.
"I'm sorry marc, I have to go" she got up quickly and grabbed her phone.
"Thankyou for giving me a shoulder to cry on. uhm Im sorry for everything" she shook her head to herself and made her way to the door.
"I'm always here for you nena" I spoke up amidst the confusion I was feeling.
Her tone softened and she looked almost as if she regretted not kissing me.
"Gracias" she laughed softly and walked out the door.

I almost had her, she was so close to being mine, but I wasn't going to stop trying. She is mine, not that fuck boy, Sergio's, and I wouldn't stop till I had her in my arms again.
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DUH DUH DUH HAHA
so Ronnie is in Dubai rn with Irina and I ship them so hard haha.
Hmm who do you guys ship, Lucia and Sergio or Lucia and marc?;)
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