I Remember Seeing That One Game Bara Played Vs Sevilla And I Saw Kounde Hit Alba W The Ball And I Immediately

I remember seeing that one game Barça played vs Sevilla and I saw kounde hit alba w the ball and I immediately started raging…. Now he plays for Barça and I absolutely adore him😭 crazy how times change

cubarsi is an excellent player can’t wait to see what he can do in the future

i’m not the only one- Pablo Gavi

In which you weren’t enough to make him settle.

Warnings: this is pure angst!

Notes: guys I know I’ve gone ghost but I hope you guys enjoy this, I know it’s not very long. I’ve seen all the fluffy request and I’m trying my best to write them!

You wished you hadn’t logged into Twitter. You wished you could unsee everything, every picture, every tweet. You had noticed that Gavi was trending on Twitter, you thought nothing of it thinking it was about the upcoming match, but once you clicked on his name photos and videos flooded your feed. In one picture Gavi, your gavi, had another girl sitting on his lap. Hand in hand. In a blurry video the girl pulled his face towards hers and they started making out. If the other picture wouldn’t have been leaked you wouldn’t have noticed it was your Gavi.

All those photos and videos went viral in seconds. Your socials were blowing up.

“Golden boy Gavi having too much fun to remember he has a girl at home” one of his fans had tweeted. “I can’t believe Gavi would do such a thing” you were glad that some of his fans were on your side, seeing as he a countless of times declared his love and admiration for you. You felt betrayed and embarrassed. Betrayed by all the Barcelona boys who claimed to be your friends, betrayed by Gavi himself who always promised to protect you and never hurt you. You were humiliated. Humiliated about how thousands of people were finally having the satisfaction of dragging your name across the dirt.

You decided to text Pedri to see if he knew where Gavi was, but you regretted opening Instagram too. Half of the Barcelona team had posted videos of them drunk, but what hurt you most was that Pedri had posted a video of Gavi and that girl dancing on each other and he was hyping them up. This was the same Pedri that you had a strong platonic relationship with, the same Pedri that would argue with Gavi if he ever did something to make you sad. You knew that they weren’t in the right state of mind but none of that mattered to you, they did what they did.

You were beyond exhausted and had no energy to argue even if Gavi returned home or ended up leaving the party with that girl, you wouldn’t be surprised.

Gavi was currently in the back seat of a Uber with pedri on their way home. Gavi knew he had fucked up he felt insanely guilty, he didn’t know what was going through his mind when he let that girl flirt with him let alone kiss him. At this point Gavi was hyperventilating Pedri was trying his hardest to calm him down. “Cálmate Tío, llámale aver si sabe lo que paso.” Gavi wanted to scream at him, calling him stupid of course you knew, his name was trending all over social media, pictures and videos were leaked. But as Gavi looked for your contact he saw that your messages were green, and that calls would go straight to voicemail. Clicking on the instagram app be noticed that your account was no where to be seen. “Pedri no me sale su cuente y los mensajes no se mandan y no suenan las llamadas.” Pedri let out a deep sigh he was feeling extremely guilty as well, he was supposed to be your best friend he was supposed to keep Gavi in check for you, he was supposed to discipline him for doing what he was doing instead of encouraging it. Pushing his luck he decided to call you. Straight to voicemail. Texts were green. Your account was completely gone. “Me bloqueo también.”

When Gavi arrived home he decided to sleep in the guest room, he knew that you didn’t want to see him by your side when you woke up.

He was up before you that morning with a nasty hangover. But was worse was the guilt eating him alive. His relationship was slipping and he wanted to fix it. He made breakfast for the both of you and waited for you to wake up to talk to you.

As you woke up you were certain that Gavi wasn’t home. You headed straight to the kitchen and saw Gavi sitting there with a guilty look on his face. You were amused, amused at the fact that he had the nerve to sit at the table with breakfast ready like if he wasn’t kissing another girl the night before, amused by the fact that guilt was eating him alive. That’s just how you wanted him to feel, guilty, embarrassed, and ashamed.

“Amor, necesitamos que hablar” he stated. You were disgusted at the pet name that was coming out his mouth. The same pet name that used to make you feel like the only girl in the world, now making you feel like the other women.

“Mi nombre es t/n, no es amor, nomas t/n.” You corrected him with a disgusted look on his face. You had no more respect for the boy in front of you. You had no more tears in you. You were just disappointed and angry. All you thought about last night was how you were going to break up with him in the most heartless way. You wanted him to feel just how you felt last night.

“Baby please… don’t be like that.” He said while standing up and taking step towards you.

“That’s not my name Pablo.”

“Perdóname por favor bebe, no estaba pensando bien ya se que eso no es una excusa pero no era mi intención.”

“Are you hearing yourself Pablo? I trusted you enough to go to that party i fucking trusted Pedri too so nothing would happen, but then this happens! You cheat on me while mostly all your team is there you know how humiliating that is seeing all these pictures and all your fans finally having the satisfaction of us not being together. You looked so happy in those fucking videos you were having the time of your life having another girls tongue down your god dam throat and all you have to say is sorry? You said while tears were streaming down your face, you couldn’t keep your emotions in. “It was embarrassing but thankfully all this will be over because you won’t be seeing me anymore.”

“What do you mean?” He said with his voice trembling.

“We’re done Pablo, there’s no more Gavi and y/n, i hope she was worth it.”

“No-no y/n, I made a mistake I know that but you have to understand that she didn’t mean anything it was a mistake, it’ll never happen again.”

“I know it won’t happen again Gavi, because we’re done. Over.”

Realization started to hit as you took in the scene in front of you, you almost felt bad, you’ve never seen gavi this broken down before he looked like a little kid who lost his mom at the store. There was a pout present on his face with tears streaming down his face. It took all your self respect to not hug him and comfort him, but instead you walked past him and grabbed your keys.

I have loved you for many years

Maybe I am just not enough

You've made me realize my deepest fear

By lying and tearing us up

no te contaron mal- Pablo Gavi (english version)

after an argument, pablo let’s his actions speak louder than his words. 

warnings: curse words,cheating, asshole! gavi, gaslighting. no happy ending

#notes: i’m a little rusty with my writing, feedback is appreciated. please like & reblogㅤᵕ̈ (lowercase intended)

you were sat on your couch trying to shut the world around you. you couldn’t stand it anymore, you couldn’t stand not being able to voice your thoughts around your boyfriend without an argument spurring up afterwards. a relationship was supposed to be built up with trust and communication, you always told yourself that but you never knew when it disappeared in your relationship.

after a while you opened your eyes and let out a sigh. your eyes adjusted to the light, looking around you were trying to locate your phone. feeling somewhat calmed down you unlocked your phone and opened the messages app, you clicked on the pinned conversation and a photo of Pablo and you for your year anniversary adorned the contact information. you sent him two text; one asking where he was, the other reminding him to be careful, no matter how mad you were at him you could never wish for him to be in danger. swiping out the conversation you opened up your best friends messages, your eyes skimmed the last texts you had sent her, paragraphs of you telling her about the argument Pablo and you had. averting your eyes to the bottom of your texts you saw that she read them but never answered. weird

the digital clock on the coffee table read 2:56 am and you decided to get yourself ready for bed. heading upstairs you entered the bathroom and focused on getting the mascara clumps from under your eyes off your face and brushing your teeth. leaving the bathroom you made the bed and decided to try to go to sleep now knowing if you’ll be able to while Pablo wasn’t home.

the next morning you woke up and patted down the spot next to you. empty. you opened your eyes while trying to adjust to the light around your room, you sat up and reached for your phone on the nightstand. your notification bar showing you a bunch of notifications some from your friends, others from your siblings, a handful from twitter, and from your best friend. opening your siblings text first you saw all of them sending you pitiful texts and a lot of links to post, and articles. clicking on the links pictures of your best friend leaving a house party in a disheveled state hand in hand with your Pablo. you were in disbelief and denial, there had to be a reasonable explanation on why your best friend and your boyfriend were leaving a house party hand and hand and looking like that, but as you opened your best friends messages, you knew all the allegations and rumors were true. rows and rows of sorrys, and he said you guys weren’t together were displayed on your screen. you scoffed and left her on read, she wasn’t worth a reply from you not now and especially fucking never.

hearing a door closing you head shot up, hearing footsteps approaching your room and the door opening you were face to face with your cheater of a boyfriend.

“you better have a good ass explanation for this Pablo, or god hopes i don’t fucking knock some fucking sense into you, you prick.” you yelled out exasperated.

“i’m pretty sure y/b/n already texted you what happened, and you saw all those articles, there’s nothing for me to explain.” he replied nonchalantly.

“what the fuck Pablo, how can you just stand there so calmly, we’ve been together for over a god damn year and you go throw all away and with my fucking best friend, you’re a coward! how did it even happen, why the fuck did it even happen?” you yelled in need of answers

“i wasn’t thinking right, and she sent me a text telling me that there was a house party and that if i wanted to go and i accepted. i got there and we were just talking and then we kissed, it turned into more than that and she guided me into this room. the urge and curiosity got the best of me i just wanted to see what it was like if me and her… you know.” He was going to continue before you cut him off

“no i don’t fucking know Pablo because never has it crossed my mind to go fuck your best friend, never! did you always think of her like that or what?”

“ no y/n i didn’t but she was all over me and i was drunk out of my mind and she was there and you weren’t. you weren’t there with me so it’s your fault i got drunk, you were the reason i was drinking if you had just not caused the argument none of this would’ve happened! at least i didn’t do it with multiple girls it was just her that’s all. it meant nothing and you know that.” he finished off

“oh! do i really know that? and what do you want me to do to get on my knees and thank you that it was only her? huh! it would’ve hurt less if it was some random fucking girl but no you wanted to sleep with my best friend someone i’ve known for years!” you yelled back while getting off the bed in search of a bag and your necessities. you didn’t even pay to mind Pablo following you around you just wanted to grab your shit and leave.

“what are you doing?” he said while grabbing the bag from your hands. you looked at him like if he was stupid and snatched your bag back. he continued to pester you until you burst.

“you’re fucking delusional if you think i’m staying with a cheater that fucked my best friend!”

“but i still love you.”

that made you laugh. you genuinely laughed in his face and looked at him to see if he was seriously you couldn’t believe what you were hearing. he didn’t love you, his actions spoke way louder than his words.

“i’ll rather be dead than love a disgusting person like you.”

DIOS MÍO😩