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"we were inseparable"
"who says we still arent?"
Pablo gavira, barcelona midfielder, but when they met he was a mere dreaming kid. Isabella messi, just a regular girl- except that shes lionels daughter. her whole childhood spent locked away...
I'm being discharged from the hospital finally. It's been a week since that group hospital thing. I haven't seen any of them except Joao and pedri, I think ferran is on to something.
But today I'm going in to see the guys again at training. I use my crutches to get in the building and I'm greeted by Xavi.
"gavi mi chico, como estas?" he pats my back after giving me a hug.
"Bien" I say fixing the way I'm holding my crutches. I go meet all the guys and as they go outside to train I sit in the lunch area.
I scroll on my phone before I see somebody sit down opposite me. I look up and see ferran.
"Pablo how are you?" he asks
"good" I say
"so last week- I think I know what happened" he sighs. My eyes slightly widen, what does he think happened.
"do you like isa?" he sighs. I blink.
"as a friend yeah" I nod, my heart racing a bit
"okay good- I've asked all the guys that since Im getting a feeling you guys don't like her" he says. Oh. I don't know how anybody could not like her.
He starts smiling.
"okay so in that case come to my house for dinner, it'll be all of us friends and stuff!" he smiles.
"ok" I nod
"okay gotta get back to training" he smiles patting my back before running off. I finish my sandwich, see Xavi again to say good bye and go home.
isabellas pov
I'm in the middle of sewing two fabrics together when I get a call. I move the hair out of my face before picking it up and putting my phone between my ear and shoulder and continue working.
"hey isa, are you busy?" ferran asks
"uhh yeah I kinda am" I say concentrated on not chopping my fingers.
"oh well how long are you busy for?" he asks
"uh dunno tell me what you were planning?" I ask
"dinner, just at my house with a couple of people" he says "but if you don't want to come its okay"
I pause, Im out of food so I was gonna go to mcdonalds anyways but ferrans cooking is pretty good so I'll come.
"okay yeah I'll come, what time?" I ask
"8?" he asks.
"okay see you then" I say
"see you" he says hanging up. I put my phone down and for the remaining 3 hours till 8 I sow. WHen I'm done I find myself an outfit and try look good despite how tired I am.
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