BAD ROMANCE ! pablo gavi

viii. THE PILLOW !

"YOU CALLED MRS. ÁLVARO 'mom'?" Giselle bursts into laughter after Pablo told the story of him calling his chemistry teacher 'mom'. He lets out a chuckle as he holds his hands up in defense.

"Hey! I was running on an hour of sleep and hours of training, I was tired!" He whines as he tries to defend himself. This only made her laugh even more. The half full cup of warm lavender tea shook in her hands as she tries to stop laughing.

"If it makes you feel any better," Giselle says, recalling an embarrassing moment, "I once almost slipped on stage mid dance break, the floor wasn't even slippery." She looks up at Pablo whose face was starting to turn red as he held back a laughter.

"Wow, t-that must've been really horrible." He mumbles out. She raises her eyebrow at him.

"You can laugh." She sighs. He suddenly bursted into laughter, ignoring the stares from the few people in the cafe. She couldn't help but laugh along with him.

"God, Gi, you're still so clumsy." Pablo says in between laughs, taking deep breaths as he tries to calm himself down.

Giselle smiles as she lifts up her shoulders and holds her hands out. "Yes but there are so many twitter threads dedicated to my clumsiness, I'm like basically super famous now."

Before he could reply, a worker walked up to the two and told them that they were closing and they had to leave. They both quickly finish their drinks before making their way back into the cold night of Barcelona.

"So, where to now?" Pablo asks, making sure that she was wearing his suit jacket.

"I don't wanna get back to my hotel just yet," Giselle replies. She suddenly remembers how her Aespa members are, especially when it came to the boy standing across from her. "I know Yizhou and Jimin are gonna interrogate me until the sun rises."

"My place is near by, we can hang out there?"

"Gosh, ask a girl on a date first!" She teases, playfully shoving him. He gives her his signature smile as he shrugs.

"Was this not a date?" He teases back, earning an eye roll from the red haired girl. "Besides, mariposa, you need to wear my jersey at tomorrow's game!"

Giselle holds back a laughter as she replies, "Bold of you to assume I'm not gonna wear Pedri's jersey." She lets out a small giggle at Pablo's offended face. "But, let me see that jersey of yours, might change my mind."

His face lit up after hearing her last words. He quickly grabs her hand as he leads her down the street and toward his apartment. "Oh, I'll make you change your mind."

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"DID I CHANGE YOUR MIND YET?" Pablo asks once he sees Giselle walk out of the bathroom. She was wearing his jersey and a pair of his sweatpants. Her dress was far to uncomfortable so he offered her grey sweatpants.

Giselle lets out a small hum as she looks down at the red and blue jersey. "Hm, maybe. Not yet." She replies as she ties a knot on the back of the jersey to make it more fitted. She glances up at him and continues, "But if you score a goal tomorrow, I might be fully convinced."

Pablo raises his eyebrow as a smug look appeared on his face. "Trust me, mariposa, I'll score a goal." She rolls her eyes once she noticed the too familiar look as they both made their way to his living room.

"Hm, sure you will." She teases, taking a seat on the couch. He lets out a small scoff as he sits down across from her. She squints her eyes at him, furrowing up her eyebrows as she throws one of the throw pillows at him. "Hey! What's with that scoff?"

"You were doubting me!" Pablo exclaims as a small pout formed on his lips. Giselle held back a laugh as he crosses his arms dramatically like a child.

"You're such a kid." She chuckles, lightly kicking his leg. He huffs and looks away from her. She lets out a sigh and replies, "Fine, I'm sure you might score a goal at tomorrow's game.

Pablo turns his head to look at her. He grabs the pillow that she threw at him and throws it back, hitting her shoulder. Giselle dramatically gasps as she picks it up from the ground.

She throws it back at him and this time it hit the side of his head. She lets out a shocked gasp and grabs another pillow to shield herself. He lets out a laugh as he holds the pillow that hit him and hits her leg. She quickly stands up on the couch and he copies her movements.

"Are you trying to start a pillow fight?" She asks him, trying to hide the smile that was appearing on her lips.

He laughs as he shrugs at her. "Maybe..." He quietly replies. He shoots his arm out and hits her arm.

"Oh, it's on, Pablo Gavira!" Giselle exclaims, erupting into a fit of laughter as she tries to hit him back.

"You don't stand a chance against me, Giselle Lee." Pablo exclaims back. He hits her again and she lets out a small yelp. She jumps down from the couch and starts to run down the hallway as he quickly follows her.

"You can't catch me!" She laughs, running into his room and tries to find a place to hide. She finds an empty spot big enough for her in his closet and she quickly squats down to hide.

"Just admit that i'm your favorite player and that you'll cheer for me tomorrow!" He calls out, passing by his room as he tries to look for her.

"No!" She shouts back. She mentally curses when she realizes that he could easily find her. Seconds later, she hears footsteps entering his room. She soon realized that her hiding spot wasn't the best since moments later, she sees his face in front of her.

On impulse, Giselle throws the pillow in her arms at him in hopes to distract him so she could run out. She took two steps away from the closet when Pablo wrapped his arms around her and pulls her close.

"Let me go!" She says in between laughs. She tries to break free but lets out a huff when realizing that she wouldn't be able to free herself.

"Say you'll cheer for me." Pablo whispers into her ear, turning her around so she was facing him. He couldn't help but glance down at her plump lips before looking back into her brown eyes.

Giselle felt her heart speed up at his sudden action. She hated the sudden foreign feeling and takes a step back despite him still having his arm around her. "Fine, i'll cheer for you but you better score at least once.

"Oh, I'll score, mariposa."

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