Football imagines (Misc players)

A regular guy (Pau Cubarsí)

** Requested by pablogavisimp . The injury inspired me to write this...weird, I know. I hope you all enjoy it ❤️ **

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Football could sometimes be a dangerous sport. Especially if the person involved in a ga tome was a Barcelona player made in la Masia. They loved putting their heads in front of players who were about to kick the ball a bit too much. And on a cold Champions League night in Serbia, it was time for Pau to go through what seemed to be a rite of passage. One that involved getting ten stitches on his face.

"Here comes the warrior!", laughed his friends when he finally got back to highschool on Friday after missing the previous day's classes.

"Really funny".

"Let us see the stitches".

All of his friends surrounded Pau to try and see the wound. A few moved back because they started to get a little nauseous.

"Ok, leave me alone now. It's just a little wound".

Pau didn't like being the centre of attention most of the time. He was still getting used to cameras following him everywhere and speaking publicly still scared him a little. But when he was home, he just wanted to be a normal boy. So all this extra attention he got overwhelmed him. Unless it was someone in particular who paid attention to him. Then he wouldn't have minded it at all.

"There she goes...the girl of your dreams", said one of his friends when you walked past.

"And she doesn't even know I exist".

That wasn't true. You knew Pau existed but he was always surrounded by other people so you assumed he was very popular. You were the new student who was still trying to get used to a new city and highschool. Making friends had been a bit of a challenge so you concentrated on trying to talk to the other normal people, not to the popular kids who had also made no effort to get to know you.

After the classes were over, you were supposed to go see one of your teachers and it was then you saw Pau walking in the same direction. He was alone for once and...what was that on his face?

"Oh my God!", you said and that made him turn to look at you. "What happened to you?"

"I got hurt playing".

"You need new friends".

"Why?", Pau tried to frown but it made his injuries hurt.

"So they don't hurt you again. What are they doing? Karate? Boxing?"

"It was in a Champions League match that I got hurt, not playing with my friends", he clarified.

"I don't know what that is".

"You don't like football?"

"Can't say I do", you shrugged.

"I play for Barça. Did you know that? Everyone talks about it".

"So that's why you're popular?"

Pau was so surprised by finding out you had no idea who he was. But he liked that. To the point that he sort of wished he hadn't mentioned it so you could treat him like a normal boy.

"I'm not popular. I've just known my classmates since we were in kindergarten so the friend group is quite big".

"Having more than two friends sounds like being extremely popular to me now".

"Really?", he asked and you nodded. "Are you struggling to make friends?"

"A little".

"You could hang out with me and my friends. There are a lot of girls in our friend group too".