Barcelona FC Players X Y/N

|Envy| - Pablo {Part 2}

[Cristo's POV]

Y/n had just walked over to me, when I felt a second pair of eyes staring at us. Pablo. He was stood by Fermín, fiercely glaring at Y/n and I. What's his problem? Then it clicked. Everything made sense now. The hours spent planning his outfit. The nervousness. The weird behaviour. And the staring. He has a crush on Y/n!

I can use this information as the source of drama for the party. The best parties always has drama! Am I being a bad friend? Probably. But it's very easy and funny making little, baby Pablo angry. I mean I can't blame Pablo for liking Y/n, she is stunning. 

I began getting more flirty and touchy with Y/n, wrapping my arm around her waist, pulling her  closer to me. I watched Pablo's face fill red with rage., and I gave him a small, innocent wave, making him even more furious. Whoops!

[Back to 2nd Person]

You were in heaven! In the arms of your love interest, Cristo, admiring him from close up. And of course your brother had to be the one ruin it by telling everyone that it was time to play some party games. Ugh!

But when you tried to follow everyone in, you felt Cristo place his hands on your waist and pull you back into him. "¿Y a dónde crees que vas hermosa? (And where do you think you're going beautiful?)" He whispered into your ear. He twirled you around, and you fell back into his arms. Cristo then put one hand on your neck, the other on your hip. He began softly kissing your neck! You felt your heart melt. 

In response, you pulled his head off your neck to see him grinning and you suddenly pressed your lips on his. You combed your hands through his short, wavy, blonde hair. You've been waiting for this moment, since you first laid eyes on him. Gradually, your hands moved down his body and slipped under his shirt, caressing his toned chest.

Eventually the fun had to stop, and you had to go back inside, as everyone, or shall I say someone, would be wondering where you two were...

[Pablo's POV]

We were all sitting in the living room, choosing a game to play, when I noticed Y/n was missing, and Cristo too. My brain was skipping to conclusions. What if they were making out, or worse, having sex! 

I kept worrying, where were they? Were they still outside? 

Soon enough, they both walked in from the garden, Cristo's arm draped around Y/n's neck. Well at least they were back. "¡Aquí están, la nueva y atractiva, pareja, poderosa de Barcelona! (Here they are, Barcelona's hottest, new, power couple!)" Ferran teased, making everyone look in their direction.

"Lo siento llegamos tarde, no nos habíamos dado cuenta de que todos habían entrado. (Sorry we were late, we hadn't noticed everyone had come in.)"  Cristo smirked, looking down at Y/n who was already blushing. I just rolled my eyes, he was clearly lying.

Everyone was too drunk to question them, not even Fermín, Y/n's older brother. I would have thought he would be a little bit more protective of his little sister. "¿Qué juego debemos jugar? (What game should we play?)" Pedrí asked, as Y/n sat down opposite to me with Cristo.

"¿Qué hay de la verdad o el reto? (How about truth or dare?)" Frenkie suggested, taking a sip from his beer glass.