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he was too pretty to look at, i wanted him to be mine so incredibly bad. gio was currently playing for usmnt along with christian. the boys have been attached by the hip ever since they met. it was like they were bound to meet and become best friends instantly.

gio was over at their house all the time. their mom treated gio as if he was part of the family.

as he sat there on their couch looking jaw dropping as ever, it was silly to her how much feelings he made her feel; he had no clue. his black raven hair sat perfectly, and his eyes were so beautiful that she would get lost in them.

gio reyna was her forbidden fruit. almost as if he was too pretty to touch. although that had nothing to do with it.

christian knew about your crush on gio ever since he came over and christian introduced both of you. the handshake and hug gave y/n sparks and electric shocks. he had gone to use the bathroom.

"stop i'm already telling you" christian told her.

"what did i do?" she asked.

"i know you, you like him" he stated while looking at her seriously.

"no i do not shut uppp" she replied clearly annoyed.

y/n thought that her crush would eventually go away, gio was always always over. so she thought the more she'd see him around she'd just treat him as a family friend.

she was wrong, so wrong. in fact, both of them got closer and felt comfortable around each other. they talked about their dreams and technically anything.

"christian would kill me if he saw me here" gio chuckled as he played with her hair.

"why? we're not doing anything wrong" she looked into his eyes.

"y/n you're christian's little sister and i'm his best friend" he replied and weakly smiled.

"he doesn't have to know" she smiled while he smirked then playfully rolled his eyes.

that's how their relationship started, hiding from christian and everyone else. they didn't want to but it had to be done due to the media and especially what would christian say. she hated going to their games and not wear gio's jersey, cheering for him as just friends, and celebrating his goals with kisses.

he looked beautiful as ever on the field, running and swiftly moving with the ball. that's her man, that's her gio. she knew that at some point she was going to have to tell her brother.

they had to sneak around the house just be alone, secret kisses and make out sessions were made where nobody would see them.

"gio hurry i'm running fifa agai-WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU BOTH DOING?!!" christian yelled while looking at the couple infuriated.

y/n covered her mouth and approached her brother, "chris i'm sorry we were going to tell you".

"oh yeah? when?, i told you y/n i didn't want you dating my friends especially gio!!" he asked harshly.

"why?! why not christian tell me why because you are making a fool out of yourself??" she said.

"he's a football player, there are so many girls up on us every day in every different place we play at, i don't want to see you hurt. i'm not saying gio is a bad guy it's just that i don't want to see you hurt and then deal with him on the team" he yelled.

christian stormed out and left the couple in the kitchen alone and in silence. y/n and gio stood there in silence. y/n's heartbeat was so loud she could hear it, maybe christian was right, gio could have any model he wanted; and she was normal, just christian's little sister.

she looked up at him and sighed, "he's right gio".

"what? no y/n, i have heard that there are footballers who cheat on their wives and girlfriends but not me. i'm in love with you, i found myself thanks to you, you have helped me in ways that you don't even know. i would never cheat on you" the black haired boy explained.

"you could have any other girl you'd like, there are millions of fangirls who would love to be with you and are much prettier than me. i'm just christian pulisic's little sister, why would you stay with me?" she said as light tears streamed down her eyes.

he wiped her tears and gave her a kiss, "i love you because you are you, nobody understand me like you. i feel like i can be myself when i'm around you, there's no pressure to be perfect. i believe and know that you are the most beautiful girl that my eyes laid on. i love the way your hair frames your beautiful face, the way you scrunch your nose a bit when you laugh, and everything about you. i will never stop loving you,  that's why i'll stay with you forever and always" he poured his heart out and y/n would see his eyes getting watery.

"i love you gio" she said as she hugged him tight.

he held her tight, "i love you more, we'll tell chris tomorrow morning he just needs time right now", she nodded.

the next morning, gio and y/n sat christian down. he was clearly still upset, y/n could tell when he was upset; it was written all over his face.

"look christian i know you're looking out for me and i appreciate you but i'm in love with gio" she told him

"christian you're my best friend, i respect you and your family since you all have done nothing than feel me welcomed in your home. i also understand the reputation we have as football players, but i assure you i am deeply in love with y/n and i would never hurt her" gio added as he held y/n's hand under the table.

"you might not like our decision but christian i am old enough to make them on my own and-" y/n was cut off.

christian spoke up, "i'm sorry, i see you both are in love and i was overreacting. i was just trying to protect you y/n, you're the baby of the family. no matter how old you are, you'll always be my baby sister. i know gio is a good person and i'm sure he'll treat you right" he smiled and stood up then gave the couple a hug.

"now you're stuck with the pulisic's forever" christian told gio while laughing.

"that's okay i'm already use to it" gio replied while y/n laughed.

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I AM BACCKKK
i hope y'all enjoyed this gio oneshot :)
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*UNEDITED

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