𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 － pablo gavi

𝟓𝟖 - 𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑹𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑪𝒀

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𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝟓𝟖
—emergency

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3 months later; may 2023

It was the decisive game for Fc Barcelona.
After these 90 minutes would be decided whether they finally won the league once again, after quite a dominant season.

The whole thing was even more special because the game was played in the stadium of the city rival of Espanyol.

A victory in their own city, just not in their home stadium.

Well it ended in a clear 4-2 for the Catalans, who could not hold back their joy after the final whistle.
It was the first time since 2018 where they could call the league theirs.

Although the displeasure of the Espanyol fans was huge, Cayetana simply tried to tune out the loud whistles. She had jumped up from her seat and had fallen into Pablo's arms to congratulate him as well.

Now even though he hadn't made the most appearances this season and had missed quite a few games due to injury, this win belonged to him too.

"Congratulations, Champeón," she congratulated the young footballer, who was beaming all over. It hadn't been an easy three months until now, and yet their last fight had changed things.

Since then, there were still small arguments, but it was different than before. They talked things out, tried to conduct every discussion like adults and also tried to accept and support each other's opinions.

His healing process so far was without any complications since he had the second surgery 8 weeks ago to remove the iron rods from his upper arm.

When he had said that his shoulder was broken, he had smoothly said that it was rather destroyed.
Not only had it been dislocated, some ligaments had suffered, as well as his upper arm, which had been diagnosed with a humeral head fracture.

As much as it had pissed him off, he seemed secretly glad that he had had the surgery so that he could possibly make the trip to America.

He put both hands to her cheeks, looked into her eyes for a few seconds before pressing his lips to hers.

As much as she was enjoying the moment, she couldn't stop him when Ansu and Pedri came running to the rail to drag him onto the field so he could celebrate the victory with the team.

The smile on her face grew even wider as she watched the yellow-clad players jumping hand in hand in a circle.

"They deserve it," Sira squealed next to her, also barely able to take her eyes off the sight of the players celebrating.

"But not everyone thinks so," Mikky now joined in, pointing her finger at a group of Espanyol fans who suddenly climbed over the barrier out of nowhere.