Xavi and you, have been going out for months. You never understood why someone as rich as him fell for you.

You weren't fancy, you didn't have money. You had a small apartment, not a big house.

You guys were going to a charity ball, and you needed a formal dress, and an expensive one. You didn't have the money to get one.

He got it for you. "Don't worry, baby." He assured you.