You're at the stadium, heart racing, surrounded by the electric buzz of thousands of fans cheering. It's Pedri's big match, and you're here — just like always. However, this time, something's different.

For weeks, you've been stuck in this confusing, unspoken situation with Pedri, a friends-with-benefits arrangement that feels like it could be something more, but he keeps pulling away. It was needless to say that this whole 'situationship' was tearing your heart apart.

'No strings attached'? That's a huge lie.

Pedri invited you to the match this time, but always making sure the press doesn't knows anything about it, about what you both have in the peacefulness of his bedroom almost every week when he was at Barcelona.

You've had enough of waiting around, tired of being his secret and that leaded you to do something that Pedri could never see it coming.

After the end of the match, in the VIP area, someone approaches you, someone you definitely knew. It was one of the guys from the rival team who couldn't play tonight because he was injured. He was sitting a few seats above, but you noticed how he kept his eyes on you most of time during the game. He was clearly interested in you, but the thing is you saw that as an opportunity to bring Pedri's feelings out in the open. That's why you started welcoming his advances.

Pedri was recording a few videos for Barça's social media when his attentive brown eyes catch you in the bleachers, his whole expression changes as he realizes what's going on there. Eyes narrowing slightly, the flush on his cheeks becoming more visible. The tension is palpable. His heart nearly drops at the sight of you with that other guy. Damn right, he's jealous.