You're My Person.

Treinta y cinco

Jackie's tough loving on Andorra seemed to make an impact as the 19 year old seemed to start taking care of herself, after she had been dragged out of bed by her ear, multiple times by the blonde, and after discovering that that is something that actually hurts, she decided to go and start taking care of herself before a particular angry blonde would storm into Aitana's bedroom once again.

While Jackie was also with them, Andorra had begun to eat again, at least one steady meal a day.

She just didn't tell the others about the forced throwing up in the middle of the night.

She didn't deserve to live.

At least, that is what she truly believed.

While Jackie was staying at the Bonmatí residence, the blonde Dutch woman forced the couple out of the house, also noticing Aitana's grief as the midfielder too, had lost people who had been important for her but she had been pushing her own grief out of her own mind and feelings, trying to keep Andorra on her feet instead. the blonde claimed that she wanted to see as much as possible of Barcelona before she would leave for Dutch camp since the international break was impending on them.

The three of them were strolling through the busy and lively streets of Barcelona, all three of them wearing caps and sunglasses in hopes of not being recognized or approached as they walked in content, Jackie enjoying the Barcelona life and the weather, a cheeky grin on the blonde her face when an excited twenty year old approached the three of them, the two Spanish girls not counting on a fourth person while they went on their exploration, Aitana and Jackie hugging her non-the-less while Andorra smiled politely.

After greeting the newest addition, Jackie turned to look at the two Spanish girls. "You didn't really expect me to go on this discovery with you two just to be the third-wheel on my own all day?"

Aitana chuckled and shook her head. "Oh come on, we're not that bad."

Jackie raised one of her eyebrows, her blue eyes hidden behind her sunglasses but it wasn't hard to guess that the blonde was looking at them with a judging look, a snort leaving her mouth. "Oh please, ever since Andorra is feeling slightly better all you guys have done is be all lovey-dovey with each other. Dorra can hardly keep her hands off of you and don't think that I didn't hear the two of you last night-"

She was interrupted my a blushing Aitana, Andorra being quick to look away. "Okay, that's enough. How are you doing Esmee?"

Esmee, who had been silently watching the three of them couldn't help but laugh silently at the boldness of her international teammate and the embarrassment of her Barcelona teammate who had turned completely red at this point. "I'm doing good, thank you for asking. Are you excited for your Ballon D'or next week?"

Aitana smiled, happy that the young star had been able to shift the focus of the conversation completely, Andorra looking at her girlfriend with pride, Aitana scratching her neck. "I'm not sure if I will win it but it would be nice to be the predecessor of Ale, she has worked very hard and who knows what would have happened if she hadn't done her ACL but I do have to admit that I am excited for the ceremony."

Esmee nodded her head, the two Dutch girls looking at the midfielder, the blonde one of them swinging her arm around Aitana's shoulders, the four of them starting to walk again. "Oh come on, stop being so modest. You're the Iniesta of women's football! I hate playing against you because you manage to sneak past everyone."

Aitana chuckled, feeling appreciated by Jackie's words. "You're incredible yourself Jackie. You're such a wall to play against. You always have such a good insight on where the ball will go and a lot of players find it difficult to get past you."