JOWOWOW WHAT A WAY TO SILENCE THE CROWD

JOWOWOW WHAT A WAY TO SILENCE THE CROWD

but….. LAMINE YAMAL😻😻 that’s it.

my boys ☹️

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

Carlo Ancelotti (on Joan Laporta and Xavi's statements yesterday that the Spanish league is under direct influence): "Unlike some, I'm a professional. As a professional, I don't want to stoop to such a low level out of the huge respect I have for Spanish football. Don't question me about it again, I don't want to stoop that low. Thank you."

A hypocritical "gentleman" who had no problem "going so low" when this same club he trains stole from him while he was leading Bayern. Then he talked about the trial, and now he plays the moral vertical.

how was that a direct red 💀