Causes Of Smelly Urine

those are not mine, nor the facts are real.
Rating: Light, NC-13











FIFTEEN MINUTES
were waiting in the locker room to reach the coach before leaving the field. Peter, sitting on the bench over the back of the room, drank the little water that was already in the plastic bottle. - you will get to pee, you've drunk all the water you just - you said Sam. - then think about sex. - What has to do something with the other? & Ndashute; foward feel his breath on her neck. Victor snorted, shaking his head while the two boys laughed and sat next to the team because the coach had just entered followed by the other technicians. Although Victor was gone, Sergio held the embrace. Peter was surprised by the gesture, before all, she had also had hair on end to feel his breath hitting the skin of his neck. Sergio had been abstracted from the world for a few seconds, inhaling her scent. I liked a lot. Most startling, Peter Ely took off sat & oacute; quickly with their peers. - Most of us see your father - he whispered in her ear.

Sergio's father was not a man hoarder, I was not over her son. However, it seemed that Sergio had a special gift to annoy-involuntarily-the time that could be off the pitch with Peter. For peace of the two boys, had not noticed the caring attitude they had between them.

take time to find a hidden computer. Among them was something that neither had been silent longer, until a d & iacuI a, in a collection of value, ended sincere to each other. After the talk
Guardiola, which ended with one of his phrases that instilled so much courage, jumped onto the field to play the first part of the game against Real Zaragoza.

Sergio knew he was not making the best of their games and it was hard to keep possession of the ball, not concentrated. In that game was by looking more than ever in everything he did Peter, how he contracted the muscles of the legs when running at maximum to get open, how show you the way you smileAndol their rickety teeth when a play went well, see you desperately looking for the goal.

The canary knew what he was doing, he realized that Sergio did not have the mind set in the game. Despite knowing that the goal he had scored Messi had not secured the first half, took a chance to play a little with him, carrying with it the consequences could be. If I wanted provocation, before indulging in his neck, would have. He devoted himself to throw glances full of meaning and whenever he had occasion, she was approached Ely alg & apos. Sergio lost his head while Pedro lost his shirt, stretched by the catalány released to their fate in the cubby.

- No, no, no time - tried to stop the canary, but Sergio was already recreating playing bare-chested and slightly sweaty from his friend.

His choppy breaths were increasingly audible, were in a game of daring and eager lips, tongues and biting.

- We're going to hear - was worrying about Pedro.
- Now you want to stop? Surely you have noticed, but I do not care, "continued devouring mouthPedro.
- What should I know your father does not matter? - Sounded almost absolute.

In a boost, separated his body of Peter and dropped back against the opposite wall of the cubicle, keeping our eyes on the man who had changed their way of being and seeing things.

- No me again to do that in a game, I warn you. - Sergio gave up.
- What if not?
- I do not want to know - said with a mysterious air. Peter followed him. - Forget your shirt - reminded him without even turning around.
- Oh, shit. Part d

and the shirt had fallen into the toilet, soaking up water and whatever they had there. Taking her with disgust, was rescued and carried, half-dripping, to her backpack. All had left the locker room, had less than a minute to go to the tunnel. Hastily dug another long-sleeved shirt, but the clutter of clothes and towels are found only with short sleeves. Sergio



was ready to go back to Pep pitch and was starting to get nervous because Peter did not appear.

- Where were you, if you cane know? - Asked angry when he saw him appear.
- I, uh, had to evacuate - there was laughter background Busquets. Carles

shook his head while Gerard laughed sarcastically as the two, more clever than the rest, as they realized what was happening. No cop-out at important moments used to finish getting involved in any corner, hidden from others, but lately I noticed that Pedro and Sergio were more fiery than usual and no longer hid an both. Formed a line and a man told them that they could now leave younel.




The second half of the match was much better than the first, the two were already concentrated one hundred percent in the game - especially Sergio. Twenty minutes to finish changed to Peter by Bojan and, minutes later, Sergio was replaced by Javier Mascherano on the bench. He sat in the back row, looking for shelter from the cold.

- So we're doing it wrong for us to change? - Catalan said, feigning a pout. Peter just laughed, shaking with cold.

Watching Peter A chill ran down his back, Sergio is hap
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Holas

endives!

made me very funny the amount of people that has emerged from obscurity to read my fic! You are all very nice, a lofs \u0026lt;3

Well I bring you a surprise. Well, technically no, because I'm not going to wear today, but .... I wrote a oneshot pedrus !!!!!!! i And it's part of what I write, it will be more extensive * eyebrows, eyebrows *

The fact is that the other day I was inspired with the game against Zaragoza and said I HAVE TO WRITE A FIC! Overall, I was writing the early morning and I finished it in two nights. Now I'm going to pc, but I have to fix it and in addition & aacute; s friends want me to do beta reader. The problem will be there ... that as she has physical exam on Friday, perhaps that day will not see it and comentármelo. Anyway, I think if she had not had time now I had gone up over the weekend, because I have many duties and TDR is omnipresent.

EH! TELL ME THAT YOU HAVE SEEN THE PICTURES OF STORY !!!!!!!!!! Xabi Alonso Xabi Alonso which I do not really like to see, that sometimes has its point and now, but esque in these photos I've taken the pacifier (which just am XD). I leave there, every time I see them hyperventilate:

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rid of them before committing to write and not write, plus also I have to write fic, but it is a drag because I hardly agree on free time my friend and I, so the thing does not advance .. and I feel really bad for you: (

Nothing, girls, that you want to read on my LJ friends I can add that I do enchanted ^ ^ But one thing I'd like to see that you have anything published, more than anything to see that you have activity on LJ, or to present, do not know, because I have added people who have no input

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Bipolarcondition_symptoms Absence

The dictionary defines pain as an unpleasant sensation and emotional part of the body caused by internal or external. It is also a feeling of sorrow and grief. If you have never felt the pain is ... Did he know after reading the definition?

Pain is absent. If we speak of physical pain would be the absence of a previous sensation, in which the body remains could say that "neutral." However, it is a kind of pain that exists only in the present.
the future is what really hurts. The certainty that the absence will last forever. Not physical pain, nofind it, and if you do not find what you're going to appease?

Who knows where life takes you? Who did you move away or who will bring? When did you take? "Who will stop missing you?

If you knew the exact day you are going to leave this world ... What would you do? What would you say?
Why people can not choose how to fly?
Most of us prefer to live giving our life for granted, but the truth is that not ... and end-all toquella like to say words that remain in the pipeline, waiting in vain ...

Who will speak for us when we die? At the moment our hand falls inert so there is definicióin ourselves, we are no longer trapped in a body in constant evolution. We turn our associates live ... we are no longer composed of brain tissue, veins or other body ... We memories ... A wealth of experiences, words and pictures stored in the people .. we become part of a whole.

The absence of memories that could have been and will never be achieved .. thereWe realize and be here and now, because there is always at least one reason to be.

is no pain ... Happiness ...

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\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What you behave like you're dead does not make it true ... Live your life, love, suffering, ... and there in the abyss of pain, when you think he died, ... even there you will see that suffering is preferable to not having ever felt, because we know that is "love", and yearn for.>>

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Hoooola! After two months ... I'm here again! : D do not kill me for having taken so long ... esque high school but just with your social life and your free time, I suppose some will understand me.
I've been reading entries from people I have friends, reading a chapter fic coming up from time to time. From now on I will try to post a meme or rehearsing with my boring life, or something like that.

now to what I, CHAPTER! Finally we finished it T___T Before you begin to read, I'll do a summary for memory, two months ago and the last chapter:

We hab & amdo and was aware that were the focus of their peers.

- I do not care, leave it - he said he realized.

Unexpectedly, Gerard him around his neck with his strong arm and ruffled his hair, teasing Bojan, who could not get rid of him.
- Fuck! Bojan-reacted aggressively, pushing Ely Gerard diriéngole a stern look. Gerard's feet wobbled dangerously back to back, but without knowing how, achieving stand. Bojan immediately walked away, in a suarum out of the Ciutat Esportiva. In front of them and plugging the output was Gerard Pique, whose car was surrounded by fans asking him to autograph pictures and screaming.
- Cursed Sherard. Lah go crazy-Leo rolled his eyes, making the engine roar and driving up to the fans, who departed back in a reflex thinking they were going to die run over by a madman.
Gerard signed the last autograph sticking his head out the window and looking back. To see Leo at the wheel, their smiles gave a side-which was received with much shouting and photos, and pulled away, leaving behind a muI, s? - Asked Leo, with both hands on the wheel. Bojan

was surprised when asked Leo. In fact, Gerard had made him laugh and was so natural that neither had noticed.


The next day, Leo was found again in the same situation: Bojan being home.

- I'll get started charging for trashectos ... - Leo said sarcastically -. Or gasoline hases I give a lot back.
- my mother is that you've encountered a sudden.
- Today, too? - Bojan nodded - Ah. Bojan

had to turn his face toward the window to conceal thesmirk starting to take shape on her face.


Gerard looked in the mirror and moved fast, exceeding the speed limit. Mint chewing gum that still kept its fresh flavor and, hiding his eyes behind their expensive sunglasses, smiled seductively on one side, of which only he knew how-to some girls who were driving a convertible on the left. Without waiting to see their reaction, the advanced standing in the left lane. His arms fully stretched, grabbed the steering wheel tightly and securely. The rest of his body remained relaxed after a morning hard-dand training-in leather seat, his head slightly backward, resting on the headrest. His muscles were defined and marked to perfection under his shirt. Bojan
fingers pattered quietly on the upholstery when the powerful roar of an engine was becoming increasingly vocal, to have the occupant of the vehicle next to it. Gerard choked on the gum to get to meet again with Bojan, that damn kid of seventeen, which prevented his life was simple and without headaches. He jumped in his seat and suddenly, the pawindscreen seemed the most interesting thing in the world. All your muscles are put under tension in just a second, the same as soon returned to look at Gerard. The two did see that he cared nothing for the other, each other and there was no friendship there, but Bojan had finished chasing down the road and looked around, and Gerard with an uncontrollable an urge him to leave behind the speeding car driven by Leo. - Oshea, does that not Sherard eh? - Leo was surprised. Bojan squinted to sharpen vision. A few meterslater, Gerard was standing beside his car, his arms crossed and shaking his foot impatiently, standing in two rows on the busiest street in Barcelona. With a hand movement, Leo told him to stop. Stopped short and parked the car just behind Gerard, earning multiple touches of horn and swearing of other drivers for the accident that could have caused, but neither he nor Bojan, which I was puzzled flinch. In four strides, the blonde came to the door and Bojan hit hard the glass with his knuckles. Bojan, to gesture to annoy yet bewildered, lowered ventanilthe. - Get off the car now - Bojan asked.
- What?
- EHTO ... Sherard ... I think not ...
- Leo, do not you mind if I take you for a while, right? Okay, bye. - Leo left the word in his mouth while he had opened the door, forcing the insurance, and Bojan dragged along the tarmac, clutching his arm tightly.
- WHAT DO YOU PUSSY! Fuck off me! Bojan's face was red with rage.

Leo had disappeared from there, leaving a feeling of abandonment traicióny Bojan; You can explain in a drive? - Bojan laughter gave him what he had said Gerard.
- No, that's why we go to my house.

laid his big hand on the thigh of Bojan, while staring and increased temperature inside the car, causing it to put tight. Bojan gulped so hard that his nuts are resented, looked away from her legs.

- Relax, just kidding. We're not going to my house. - Gerard said, pulling his hand as fast as he had since. She breathed deeply through your nose.

"
you kidding? Careful with me, because I swear that as you get caught you remove &; Eacute; all tonteríay child's innocence
're pretending. " Gerard bit his lower lip, almost hurting, trying to control the inner fire that made him spin and berating himself that he should not think certain things about Bojan, so Só at 17. _________________________________________




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and a hand to Peter.

way out, Peter and Sergio embraced. "How quickly reconciled
"
thought Bojan. However, he took a few more drinks to forget what had been altered to appear Gerard on the topic of conversation.




was walking with a huge smile on his face. I had a hunch that this vacation was going to happen in Barcelona would be better than what happened last year in England, after returning to the English club. Brightly colored sneakers caught his eye in a shop windowImpossible, it sure is . " Sped up because I was still ignoring him despite calling him again. He reached out and gave a few taps on the shoulder, almost holding his respiracióny hoping not to be the disappointment of being wrong. - Bojan? - Gerard ... - Bojan said not believing what their eyes.

His eyes were just as vivid and intense than I remembered, but his hair was more blond and short. Under his T-shirt, you could guess a well-defined muscles and marked, moreover, that had grown a few inches. Definitivamentity, Gerard had changed for the better in those two or three years.

Meet face to face with the green eyes, after the passage of time had charged back the memories blur and bit true to life, it was as if he had suddenly received a sharp blow to the chest that had , a breath left. Bojan was no longer the boy she met at the farmhouse, her face had hardened and seemed strong and tall, he had become an attractive guy.

- What are you doing here? - Bojan was suspicious, while his eyes seemed to shine and surprise emotion.
- I ... I have come to settle some things - he said with a tinge of mystery.

Amid the awkward silence that had been created without them wanting it, Bojan bowed his head by looking at their shoes, enraged. "Fuck
. So many things I wanted to tell him all this time and now I get no word . " Gerard, curious, searching eyes bent Bojan. He raised his head just enough to see how Gerard was smiling the way only he could do it, you reassured the couple that you bullied, which led to redden more than it was and went backwas to duck down. " lopetibó
remains." Without thinking twice, regardless of being in the middle of the street, Gerard approached, surrounded him in his long arms and tenderly kissed the top of the head.

- You're back - Bojan whispered against his chest.
- I never said good riddance.
- not said goodbye, asshole - dropped between his teeth, getting rid of the embrace.
- I know. Damn - snorted.
- Hey ... -Started walking slowly back, separated from him while he looked pained Gerard "I have to go. I'll see. Bojan left

I'm late! "Rejoined a jump and was still reeling in a few strides into the kitchen, just with pants and totally disheveled-Mom! "When you see what it is!? His mother sat quietly at the kitchen table with his attention focused on the TV that was on the wall. She looked with a raised eyebrow as he left the coffee she was drinking at the table.

- It's ... eight seventeen.
- Why do not you wake me?! Bojan volvíaa cried while addressing his room in the same way asoacute; maximum match.

- Lucky in a few days since I was eighteen ...
- Yes, because many years taking you from one place to another, "Maria Lluïsa, Bojan's mother, started again when the light changed color" Besides, there Audi hoping to drive it. Bojan

smiled from ear to ear, remembering the great white Audi had given them to the Barça squad but he still could not drive by a minor. When his mother pulled up in front of the Ciutat Esportiva, sighed with relief and before dand leave him two quick kisses his mother. This was expected with the car to see how disappeared inside the facilities but not before some fans have been spared the entry lurking.

was surprised at the approach to dressing room with stealth and see that the door was not closed. On the contrary, was wide open and heard an unusual noise. Bojan smiled relieved that it was his lucky day and that his absence would have gone unnoticed. He changed clothes quickly into services and approached the players, who had put their attention on something. His height did not give to see what ea stopped trying. I was not going to give the pleasure of going after him.

Friday had practice at nine o'clock. And Gerard for three days training with them and Bojan still had not directed his gaze. Messi was always with here and there, passing it very well. That bothered Gerard, because what came entendíaa behavior. They ran around the field, quickened his pace to catch up. Arriving at his side, Bojan glanced at him with an air of annoyance and began to take steps longer to leave him behind. Gerard, who is specialraba a reaction, grabbed his elbow. - Enough is enough, right? What the hell's wrong with me? _______________________________




How have you been?

jajajajajaja! Jo, we have taken so long because we have given it much thought and reunion PART I (for fiiin ueeeee), we wanted that was best in what we wanted. We hope you liked it / I have not disappointed, if not, can you say that you liked as much or throw us or comment T_T tomatoes but do not calleis porfis.
I have to say alsonow take longer to update, because classes start on Tuesday (yes, we are thus * cool * irony in Catalonia), and then from 9 to 12 is higher in the village festival and stuff. I have a intention, between, be updated by putting the delirious (what I told you once), gone to pot writing, and I suppose I'll post telling you little things or drooling, I do not know. But hey, we'll try to write long before they are stuck squarely in the course.

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mp; desktop search; last person you had more friction, so to speak, was Bojan. It started as a game to see who caused most, exceeding the limit of friendship between boys kissing his pale skin of the neck, oh yeah, sure Bojan felt what he was feeling now. Then he returned the play, and so it went on to kiss in the room of the farmhouse. He remembered it perfectly, what I remember so real ... I could almost feel his little lips against his, with a seductive taste of alcohol.

- Bojan ... - Whispered.
-
neck, lips and tongue of the girl, but not before asking something.

- please do not close your eyes. - Oh, okay ...
- reminds me of someone. - A ex? - Something like that ... I guess.

was exhausted and had headaches. He had not slept a wink since we came home and was not as bothered by street noise. "
martyr ... martyr to death. I spent all night thinking about it, dreaming of him ...
"




- I do not understand me ehtd ehtd season going flying.
- That's because you have begun to notifin their minds because of insurance, which will speak the next season ... Gerard


almost cracked his head open to get completely naked and wet from the shower. Taking a towel on the fly, ran on television. His eyes searched the screen carefully, a few inches away. Recognize someone was a difficult task when the images were changing so quickly and the boys jumped appearing all the time, celebrating the title they had won. The news led to other news and Gerard left his momentary trance. Without a doubt, was one o'clock ET & amp; desktop search; pidez thus leaving the bathroom, soaking the entire floor, all to see Bojan. He would have liked to see him again. The last image I have of him in his mind, was the day he left the farmhouse. "
I here thinking you in my solitude, a phone call away ... And yet I lost you, for my arrogance ...
, "she wailed as she dried off and dressed for dinner.


The referee signaled the end of the game and all players in to the locker room.

- Boshan! "How do you feelhaving first veh hugado the first team!? Leo said a very excited by his best friend.
- has been incredible. Above I scored! -The two boys hugged.
- take advantage of the evening vierneh fiehta eh my birthday to selebrarlo. - Do you remember when we were in the house and our dream was to play in the first team? "Bojan was very happy and smiling. - Yes ..- Leo also smiled, his eyes shone It seems like yesterday and it's been two years. Leo

wrung her hands so nervous until I saw the window come to the site accompanied & ntilde; ado a very handsome and attractive blonde. - Ah, finally llegahte! Leo exclaimed raising his hands to heaven when I walked through the door.

Bojan, laughing, looked around the mess of self-congratulations balloons and banners that had mounted the Argentine. His arm around the waist of the girl.

- EH asshole, that you Riehen! - The girl who accompanied Bojan Leo laughed softly and blushed a little "Welcome to my fiehta, uh ... Laura. Bojan

glared at him made him shudder.

- Laura? "The girl raised an eyebrow" Ierg Ramos, who divided the Sunny noh when ehtábamos in the Masia!
Then, as if the boy would have heard, turned, by moving your hair silky and well kept smiling and showing those large protruding teeth so characteristic of him.
- Ozú bushing, the fiehta good moo! "Waved in the air.

Leo, smiling, waved back. A Bojan, however, had been frozen smile on his face and his hand had been paralyzed in what was to be a greeting when he realized he was a man.
A while later cameiLab very close to her friend, with a Cubata in hand. "
I have it all: fame, money, health, friends, girls ... But I feel a void.
I'm missing something. "

- Design Busi that Vash.
- What? -Leo had brought him out of his thoughts. This he said with a nod to where he claimed.
- Bojan, help me, almost begged Sergio pointing out the bathroom door locked Pedro He has not come out.
- Sergio're an idiot. Let me. I hate you! Peter's voice coming from inside was muffled by the musiciansErard is becoming increasingly close ... * Eyebrows, eyebrows * And Peter
not it super cuqui ?¿?¿?¿? Because my own: 3

Gallstone Symptoms More Condition_symptoms [RPF / Soccer] Kriqué / When I say "(Ch. 18)

First of all ... HOY ES EL CUMPLE DE BOJAAAAAAAAANNNNN! (I feel like a hysterical child that can not stand, but I can esque) jujuju * _ *

Second of all ... Pinto braid is not as perfect as it seems!

And third ... fic continued here ... Heh!
* Note: Keep in mind the voice that you imitate the Cristiano Ronaldo


Crackòvia * Chapter Eighteen


That night, the show was fuller than usual. All eyes were on the television & amp; oacute n that was on the wall. When the time came, all voices were silent.

- Gerard Piqué is called, is English and comes from FC Barcelona's youth system. At only 18, his arrival at Manchester United has been the most anticipated and exciting. Much is expected of this young talent, which has lasted weeks training in the first team with great players. Gerard gave his first press conference after practice prior to Saturday's game: "I am excited ...

- uh, VUEHTRA THE SHELL MOTHER! WHO WAS THE BOLUDA turn off the TV? - Leo shouted, his voice was heard & oacute, over the other general complaint about the image had suddenly vanished and the screen had gone black.

The boys, including Bojan, Sergio and Pedro, began throwing glances around to see who had interrupted the statements of Gerard and that every second they were missing.

- Sorry, sorry! - Apologized a guy who had supported the control arm unintentionally, while people booed him and he fretted nervously command to turn on the television again.

-. .. grateful for the welcome they have given me. -ContinuedI spoke excited. Had great admiration for Gerard Pique. They were proud of him. There were also some envy that I felt, he spoke ill of him. Bojan
sat on the armrest of a chair where they had been. It was bedtime, and people already started to climb to the rooms. She felt sad and angry. In the months that had elapsed without Gerard, had managed to continue training on the farmhouse without thinking about it. Had managed to normal life, or something like that. But now that he had never seen, it was like a wound andwas almost healed had been reopened.

- we? "Messi gently touched her shoulder, leading him out of his thoughts.
- Yes Leo

looked worried as they climbed the stairs. These recent weeks had struggled so much to try to recover the pre Bojan. Gerard tried not to talk, not to mention it. In fact, it seemed as if that person never existed. Sergio and Pedro were a few feet back, and exchanged a look of sadness with Leo when Bojan led the way and was mired in its own world.

already in the room, Leo was lyinged, covered with a sheet to the height of the nose to keep breathing without choking. The moonlight streamed through the window of the farmhouse and his companions were asleep. Suddenly, a gust of wind came through the window, but then heard a faint sound of someone who had closed on time. In early October, was not a good idea to sleep with the window open if you did not want to be cold the next morning. Bare feet walked past his bed. Leo recognized the person who was now lying on the bed beside him.

- Do you know Boshan? I think we also jugaremos one day in the first team. You'll see, hopefully he whispered with a smile on his face and eyes lit up.
- I hope Leo-Bojan smiled back and closed his eyes, ready to sleep.




- Pareis No running! One two, one two. What are you, pussy? Vamos! Shouted the coach Gerard

, exhausted, paused a second to tie it the shoelaces. As he did, he looked up at the sky and did not like all the dark clouds were approaching towards the camp. Run again with the same enthusiasm as ever and is concentratedor to make the circuit as quickly as possible.

The coach smiled pleased to see high performance. He scored a few things in his book and when he looked up something screwed chuckled.

- CHRISTIAN! What are you doing? So no! Over there! "I said the right way forward in the circuit extending the arm several times in an exaggerated manner in the direction indicated .- Follow Gerard, do you see? He is doing well. Cristiano

quick grinned like a smile to see that Gerard was increasingly gaining the sympathy of Mr.. He began to run again in a sprint that left everyone amazed, to get behind Gerard Piqué to please the coach.

- Again Christian? "Gerard said sarcastically, tilting her head" I will not wash it that you're going the wrong way
- I know, you hit what quiegues to do? "Said Christian to hit the stands with head and grinned as they passed close enough to the people and started to shoot thousands of flashes .- People adoga me, and I, as a humble segvidog This ú unique is that I can haceg entgegenC - Christian Tontosh offended, "he said.

Gerard raised an eyebrow with his arms crossed over your chest. As always, the coach began the starting lineup the next game. When Gerard heard his name on the list could not believe it. He had to ask the fellow next door if you had listened well and had said his name. Indeed, it would be the first time as a starter and would not the last minutes of the game or someone had been injured. He felt very happy and I just wanted to pick up the phone and call the news to everyone. S thoughtGerard Piqué aber spoken and I would have said: "
" Gerard? What Gerard?
", but being in the Masia supposed to be connected to the outside world and if you wanted, you could not shut out completely.




had won an important game and went to celebrate after dinner with the whole team. They were in a nightclub where he had a lot of people despite being in the face of the city. Gerard, who had made good friends within the team, having fun on the dance floor with the younger players. Christian, with a flower on his head, rode his way to them

Lewy-body Dementia More Condition_symptoms [RPF / Soccer] Kriqué / When I say "(Ch. 17)

For fiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnn, after almost a week .. here is the cap. 17! Do not kill us .. : D but we had caught esque bull ... Yesterday
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Chapter Seventeen

slept curled up on the sheet when her mother suddenly burst into his room.

- Bojan, lleva't that tens visit. / Bojan, get that you visit.
- Who sees disturbing leees ... / Qui & I come to you. Esque "I want here? - without losing the smile said. What could I say? What was really hurt because he did not leave it at that time and now it did not help that had come back from Manchester to fix his mistake? This is what your brain told him, because his heart instead ... had longed for the opportunity to talk to him again.

- Yes, you et vull here /

Yes, if you want here - sincere. - If vols,Marx. Cap problem. /
If you do not want, I go.

No problem. - Raised his hands.
- No, no, queda't. Passa, if vols. I have not esmorzat faces. /

No, no, stay. Happens, if you want. I have not eaten breakfast. - Bojan said opening wide the door, inviting him to pass. - ens veurem Ja, ja will turn to come ... /
I'll see, I'll come back - was no longer smiling. Gerard began to take steps backward. Where was I? He had not said anything wrong!

- Ei, on going? Wait! /

Hey, d & oacuteyou, an at home because they were older. Little by little was done with the way of life there. Treated him very well, even the guys in the club called him often to hang out with them and make friends, but that so far had failed to overcome was the subject of food, used to the Mediterranean diet, given by assume that it would cost him to eat fried base. Every evening went to an academy to improve his English, because despite knowing what they teach in school, spoken on the street is very different and it was difficult to get along with people horrors. was working hard in training, to the best of himself to prove to Mr. no room & iacuLXC a Friday afternoon, Leo was lying in bed trying to nap while Bojan was taking a shower. The Catalan phone rang, and as Leo saw that it was Peter, he decided to answer.
- Hooooooooolaaaaaaa!! - Shouted from the other side of the phone. - What idiot! Como andas? - Very good! Sergio is still here. What are you doing, where is Bojan? - It is showering. Anteh you come, I ask you something ... You know that happens to Boshan? Sherard Dehde that went eht & amp; aacute; rare, and sho did not dare to ask me ...
Pedro told her that he tried to talk to Bojan, but did not say anything. Surely, he said, would be because he was hurt that Gerard did not say anything to leave him after being the first to know that he had signed. Messi said he did not ask because I saw atrevíaa avoiding the issue, so I asked Peter who asked him directly, because it seemed strange that after so many weeks, continue even stranger. - Liher I have the impression that the change of attitude Bos... "thought Bojan.
- No. Why should I have spoken with Gerard? Replied in a tone that sounded too defensive, something not intended. - Ahhh ... -Sigh was heard Peter, in what had seemed a groan, followed by a far cry from the headset, "What are you doing, stupid? Sergio laughed after he bit her neck affectionately Peter and have fallen out of bed running to the slap he gave the canary not reached. This gave him a reproachful look now that he had managed to speak to the issue Bojan

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three familiar faces suddenly looked out among the people who was already keeping some distance away and not to overwhelm the kid. Leo, Sergio and Peter looked.

- Uncle has molado get to know you better. Has been a cocoon in the farmhouse, but in recent days I've really come to see one more of my friends. Do not change, right? -Sergio spoke hoarsely, trying to keep her composure. It gave a sincere and long hug. - Goodbye, big guy. This does not end here, I'm sure that someday we will meet again to continue the party and then we'll get drunk, remindingacute; maximum he could in getting into the taxi exchanging last words with Sergio and Pedro, the couple of friends so strange ... He looked to heaven and said to himself "Leo Please, hurry " .


With camera in hand, Bojan literally flew down the stairs, jumping from threes, shooting like lightning, ready to take not even a second mass to see his idol start taking photos. As was to set foot outside a strong impact against a solid body that dropped him face first into the ground, totally confused and not knowing what had happened. The other person also went straight to sleepigo
. "eyes," said Gerard. "
This ... this is not a good riddance. Return soon, and we will meet again. Then ... then ... "
" said Bojan's eyes, that was cut, and now began to cloud over with tears.

Finally, the cab door closed, leaving Gerard looking out the window lost in silence and leaving a disconsolate Bojan a crowd that no longer felt close to nothing.




He had forgotten to think, listen and dinner, but he had forgotten the exact path. He walked quickly and puffing by the rage that blinded him to.
- We've been jumping the fence and followed you. We got worried, what's wrong? - Sergio worried, sitting at his side.
- Boojaaaan - Pedro insisted on seeing it was still ignore them.
still preoccupied, Bojan cocked his head and chuckled.
- will be unhappy, he confided in me, was the first to know he was going and now or goodbye ... - Said with a clenched jaw.

Sergio Peter and exchanged glances. Then realized that everything that could have meant little to Bojan Gerard, had shifted one hundred eightygrades.

- Él creía que no querías ir a despedirte de él. Messi told him to go to warn.
- What could not make it? Stupid ... She knew he was going today.
- Do not be so, you will not get anything. - Pedro put his hand on his shoulder.
- Do you think I wanted to get something from him? - Canary pulled away and stood up disgusted gesture.
- Why did you come here? - Sergio asked to guess the answer though.
- is a park.
- I see - a little rough Sergio said, implying that this was not the answer; Oacute; to Elya Sergio, not expected. Bojan left the room somewhat regretted having gotten involved with Peter, but did not change his expression angry.



Gradually Masia was emptying. Some were leaving on vacation to return to next season with more enthusiasm than ever, others were leaving for good. Those who do not return, exchanged hugs, addresses and phone numbers promising to meet again, promising to maintain the friendship they had forged gradually.
The four boys were in the farmhouse door, with bags packed before leaving on vacation.

- So where you going? - Bojan asked turning to his three friends.
- We are going to the Canaries, Sergio I invited a couple of weeks ago - said laughing.
- Yes, but I am with my family in an apartment on the beach. - Added Badia.
- Go on, sho I also go to the plash! - Excited Messi said.
- Oh, how nose, I'll spend the holidays in Linyola. I want to go to the beach! At the beach ... Or Manchester. " you say, how absurd. As I have thought that ... " Bojan said.

- you prefer to come VOSA the plash? To me anyway ... - Leo interrupted.
- No, no - Bojan shook his head as if to expel the last thought -. See you and introduce you to my friends. In addition, we can swim in the River.



trying to keep a blank mind to not think about anything, but seeing Barcelona for the last time up there on the plane, he could with him. It was then that really made the idea of leaving. Live far from family and friends, but should accept it and be strong, because we have s

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not pull away. She looked at him intently, smiling contentedly, thinking that the excuse that he had fabricated Bojan was very bad. She turned slowly stroking his neck with both hands resting on his shoulders was, but Bojan was stirring restlessly and sharpening the ear. Gerard Bojan he picked her chin gently, but as he refused to look into his eyes and pay attention, put his lips to the boy's fine features, tracing a path around until you get slow kisses the corner of his mouth. Cmp; iacute; has appeared at the right time, and not the best, all the material cayéndosele the stairs. Fell quickly, and picked it up everything, leaving you against the wall nearest to save later. Without saying anything or looking up, Gerard passed him up the stairs two by two strode away and disappeared, leaving the basement plunged into a momentary silence.

- Bojan ... good? Ventured to ask Peter, seeing the face of the boy was afraid.
- Yeah yeah, come on.
the afternoonAnd what are the right words? With a smile hovering on his face, began to go faster and faster toward the outside.


seemed farewells were over the weekend with family, but it was not: on Monday was found running across the lawn at that moment, would not train anymore, wearing a shirt that look again soon-at least I hoped to do, "walking the halls volveríaa not go, and being surrounded by friends who would cast much less from now. Know what it meansiCab that signing for his career, but it was inevitable that he felt some fear of a major change. Despite being wrapped in a nostalgic and sad aura improper in it the day it happened very quickly, causing the feeling that when most wanted to retain up last minute detail in his brain, everything was going faster, as if trying to catch smoke with your hands.

- Gerard-the door was open, but someone gave a gentle tap with his knuckles to draw attention "That's the taxi waiting. - Okay.

deputy director of the Masia Tues; Oacute n, thus closing a stage and a time that was never going back. Was traveling in an unconscious way these corridors to be known as the palm of your hand and those who could have walked in complete darkness, while some flashes and memories will come to mind. Again thoughts of "lopetibó." A twinge of pain came over him, followed by a deep hatred for not having gone todavíay already be longing for that damn kid with green eyes, a mere fifteen years. He narrowed his eyes, feeling with the same vividness Bojan lips visiting her neck, her deep green eyes ... "Gerard, what the hell you thinking about these things! You'd think you're a girl in love ... "In the last term was shocked:" love "and shook his head slowly, smiling sideways. "I never fall in love. That is totally impossible. "




Bojan was about to walk out the door when he stopped dead and thought it would be a good idea up to the room a moment by the camera. Hesitated on whether to risk going up or not. Risked losing the opportunity to dcute, Fagan wind that stirred wide T-shirt he wore. As his eyes became accustomed to the brightness outside, could see his party had managed to gather more people than we ever imagined. Excited, he felt he had a lump in my throat. Feeling that is unrealistic as it was taking leave of people huddled around him. Everyone wanted to give him one last kiss, hug or words of encouragement.

- Sherard, Sherard. Hey, you! -A hand sticking out from the crowd. Gerard

finished saying goodbye to everyone, constantemente resist the urge to mourn, especially when what had been his coach had confessed that he believed in Ely in their abilities, and he was sure was going to go far.

- Coach ... I'm not ready, "he whispered, quite frankly.
- Of course you are. This is your moment, and I know maximized. Now I just play to look forward.

- Sherard, Sherard! Repeated the same voice as before, pushing through the crowd. _________________________




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Chapter Fourteen

- Què pringat to Neteja amb els petits /

to strain, to clean with small - said sarcastically a friend Gerard - Ja ben tot t'ho deixaré brut coses perquè Tinguis to bags. / I'll leave you all good dirty so you have thingsdoor giving a heavy blow. After being with Bojan, Pedro, Messi and Sergio, his "friends" no longer seemed so much. He realized that his true friends in the farmhouse could accurately count the fingers of one hand: five, adding to the four Cesc mentioned. He went outside the building, turning, faced with a nasty temper, to where they used to go at night. It actually surprised to find there the four boys. - What are you doing here? - Said, angry. - Pedro come here many times, what's wrong? - Bojan saidshifted uneasily in his new room and lay on the grass facing the sky, without their eyes turned to cross.

Bojan was angry with himself to have been put in a bad mood because of Gerard Piqué. Distracted tried counting the stars of heaven, but not see very well because of light pollution in the city. A loud snoring broke the silence. Messi had fallen asleep and snoring, breathing slowly now huddled on the floor.

- Bojan ... The boy hit a boat to hear that voice so soft and manly that had suddenly flooded her ears. - Quèto apparent safety in his voice. - No és bona idea. I em fa l'esquena d'poor coaching /
is not a good idea. And I've got the train back -turned his face, ready to terminate the conversation. - Vols a massatge? /
Want a massage? -Gerard laid his hands on the back of Bojan to all the good intentions in the world, to which he answered encongiéndose to get rid of the contact and crawled away from him. Bojan stared at the ground so thoughtful. His expression was uneasy, somewhat annoyed, worried, and above all sad. GerFlush cleaning - Bojan said as she watched the mixture of lint, papers and other debris that were under the bed of a partner - which by the way, go bye week will be hitting ...
- I want to be out there ... - Peter whimpered with her face to the window.
- I just cleaned Oshea ventanah lah! Dehpegá your face there!

Pedro, Bojan and Messi had played clean the rooms of the smallest, the largest, while Sergio and Gerard cleaned those of the elderly. It was the third day of punishment and had had enough: while they were cleaning, his teammates were enjoying-Or at least so it seemed-making activities in the morning now that classes had ended.

Sergio and Gerard walked down the hall to the room cleaning. Gerard laughed while telling him something dark.

- ... they approached us to try to sell us things and asked for Leo, who was drawn, and told him he was dead, y. .. Uh, hello! - Interrupted his story to see his three friends appear. Gerard turned.
- Hello - Pedro said without much enthusiasm, shaking the cloth - Do you have the key to the pint?
- Here it is - the key to swaying gracefully suspended from a keychain that room & Gerardnte.
- No, I sure would not - Bojan retreated but was hampered by the shelf.
- Move aside, what you do.
- I'm avenging - emphasized the latter. Bojan

strong swallowed saliva while watching Gerard ever closer to you. The largest was over with the distance between their bodies with a single step forward. His hands described a mild and slow back and forth between the neck and the area behind the ear of Bojan. He could feel the blood throbbing in his temples, while Bojan felt that his head was a kind of vacíoa which were thrown all pensN: rising when Gerard saw use whatever approach her face that she could think clearly. Within seconds
that they wished both eternal, Gerard kept the distance between them reaching slightly touching the lips of Bojan. As if they had passed the stream, giving a slight jerk away. It was something totally new for both, but apparently Gerard had not been afraid to investigate. Seeing that Bojan had not crossed the face of a punch, again extending a little more close contact. Two blood were concentrated in the face. Bojan, abandoned to their fate by his own mind, he clung; The neck of the shirt Gerard.

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ute; n drunk, he hid in bed with Gerard ... Gerard! He got up disoriented and saw Gerard was not in the room, nor Pedro and Sergio. Where were they? "Gerard came back after leaving? Hundreds of questions were piled on his head, but the left side to reach out to Messi worriedly.

- Leo, wake up - he said gently shaking his shoulder .- Arise! Sleepy shit! Yelled at not reacting .- LEEEOOOO! -Reacted to this latest shock.

began to stretch and get up slowly and wasStaba in the room, we do not - he quickly added Sergio -, but there are those who sleep ... We have been punished, we have to clean all the rooms next week.
- What about the others? - Bojan was outraged. - also, but they only have to take care of cleaning the toilets. - Sherard, what you also have cahtigado voh?
- Huh? - Said he came to himself - No, no .. Not me. Sueñoy I have only a headache I can not with him. Bojan looked at almost shame, waited until their eyes crossran and turned to bow his head in his arms. He looked back at him a little confused, blushed, remembering the reaction had caused his friend.

- Come on out, I want you in the air - said Bojan.

Sergio Peter and followed with the same face that they had been when the director of the farmhouse had called to his office, Gerard was with face to be discussing something in their hearts and Messi played in pain the place of the head where he had left a small wound.
Despite feeling heaviness in the body, I was good the cool morning in late May. E took a ballmong the five began a round, but ended up kicking penalties. Sergio waited for the right moment to approach Bojan, and found when they stopped to drink water.

- What, what happened yesterday? - Asked quietly.
- That's what I'm asking you - I knew that Sergio was impossible to hide, so do not bother it.
- I do not change the subject. The light would be off, but we are not deaf. - Struck again, wiping his mouth with the edge of the shirt.
- "You'd like to you" - Bojan said mockingly, high voice and putting her hands on her cheeks to imitateor some reason, I expected to be asked if I wanted to go with them. Throughout the morning he could not shake off a strange feeling. This time I did not think pretending not to care what had happened because, apart from that it was something hard to downplay, Bojan was wrong with him.



Bojan and Messi stretched each in his bed, resting a bit before going to eat.

- Oshea, what has changed between you and Sherard? Why now comes with nosotroh and you do not Desis anything? - Messi had been all morning mulling over the issue, which tenia quite irritated.
- Nothing that interests you.
- Do not you remember all that Ely his friends have done? - Bojan could not flip anything, because I knew that deep Leo was right - Look, I tell you sho only Do not trust much of that.
- take care, Leo - Bojan said firmly staring at the ceiling.

A couple of minutes I stood in absolute silence.

- Boshan ... Do not Riah me, but ... I feel that every time ehtáh mah Sherard outstanding and you drop me y. .. I do not want to lose you as a friend - Leo dropped suddenly.
- Put what you say! - Bojan, incredulous, sat up in bed - Tell me what time I have left out? Do not be silly, you'll always be my best friend - jumped on his friend and turned his hair with his fist



- What imbècils! /

What idiots!

sarcastically said a roommate Gerard during the meal, while the group looked at Peter, Sam, and the kids of this age.
- Per què? Has passat? /

Why? What happened? CHT
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- what they assemble a festa ahir a les habitacions Mentre els profes estava no i els have Pillat. Mira'ls /

who yesterday staged a party in the room while the teachers were not and are caught. Look at them.

"said head with a blow of Messi and Bojan, who were fighting to see who would take the last roll-Només cal veure-lis face, haha. Oi, Gerard? /

only need to see their faces, haha. Truth, Gerard?



On another occasion, who had been Gerard hubiHTMLXC - Aquest such Bojan /

That such Bojan

"said the friend, pointing to the look-és més mania that li tinc. Faria em no pity if they per desgraciadament is fall scales, trencant-cams are not podent i follow the Masia jugant ... /

mania is the most I have him. I would not be worth it if esgraciadamente fell down the stairs, breaking his legs and unable to continue playing at the Farmhouse ... Gerard



fiercely rose from his chair, drive atrásy hitting the table with his hands so hard that jumped all the things that were init. The companions of his table, he looked terrified. It was the first time I saw Gerard behave well with them. The boys were also around scared when they heard the shot. Gerard, from his seat, reached out and took violence to his partner by the collar of his shirt, forcing him to get out of the chair. He looked at him with tearful eyes, pleading for mercy. Gerard's face was furious.

- Gerard Piqué, a deep voice brought him out of that violent trance in which he had entered-Al Despatx mateixes ARA director. /

the principal's office NOW. so they could call.
- no penses dir res? No ens per què penses explain the reactions teva? / think not saying anything? We explain why you think your reaction?
- asked the director of the farmhouse for the umpteenth time, sitting behind a desk in a black leather chair with a back so high that it exceeded the head. On its face, rather than anger, he looked concerned. Gerard, sitting in a cocky, with legs straight and hands crossed over his belly, looking at the floor like the most interesting thingTMLXC - No. - not that? The director asked skeptical, believing him not well understood. - not thought applicant li apologize. /

I will not apologize.


- you really, noi? No m'agradaria ... /
you sure, boy? I would not want ... -started in a threatening tone the director. - not thought applicant li apologize, I dit / I will not apologize, I said. Gerard repeated firmly, interrupting the director.
- Llavors altre no em deixa Remei /

Then you leave me no choice
sighed the director , Making a movement of negation with his head "You castigat. From the Setmana you see, juntament amb altres companys, et les habitacions TOTES Neteja touch of the farmhouse. / 're punished. From next week, along with your other colleagues, I will be playing clean all the rooms of the farmhouse.

- Quins ... companys? /

What .. peers?

fearful asked, wanting to confirm the obvious. - Bojan Krkic i Companyia. / Bojan Krkic and company. - Quee!?


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- Per què em no answer? Per què te'n you!? /

Why do not you answer me? Why are you leaving?

-Gerard was somewhat frustrated, not understanding anything. His mind also worked a bit slower. Again Bojan
took longer than normal to answer, as if every time he thought he was going to respond carefully. Gerard was getting more hysterical. He clenched his fists to try to calm down. There was no reason to be this way. If Bojan wanted to leave, is iríaya he would not mind at all. No? -Perquè if m'aparto ara ... "No responces dels meus actes" /
Because if I turn away now ... "Can not answer for my actions," said Bojan
cautious, but you could feel perfectly malice and sarcasm in his words. Instantly Gerard acknowledged that phrase that was released Bojan as theirs. Was stunned. Bojan was playing with him.
- Doncs aparta't /
Well Get out angrily replied I do not tornis. /
And do not come back. Bojan response received by exactly what I expected: a negativeon each side of your body. "What the hell are you doing Bojan?" Gerard thought, trying to stay calm and serene. Could not be true that a kid had fifteen years of this way over him. Sure it was another joke.
- Bojan fas ... what? / Bojan ... What are you doing?
said in a voice soft and conciliatory in order not to offend "You begut Bojan ... / 're drunk ...
- I your farm /



And you said very sure of himself, staring into the eyes ofGerard .- Això is not what semble. /

This is not what it seems.
His tufts of brown hair swinging in the air, touching the face of Gerard and causing a pleasant tingle. In the room was silent still, it seemed that both Leo and Sergio and Pedro were sleeping.
- Oh no? I is exactament? / Ah, no? And what is it exactly? -Gerard havia recovered their tone of superiority and security. Bojan

smile again, also with superiority. It did not seem him. In less than a second, Gerard ifp; oacute; recently on one occasion, in which it was he who placed his lips on the neck of Bojan. Occasion that it was the second time I resorted Bojan, citing the words of the blond. If only I had done it once, it could have happened, but now it was the second time, had discovered the evil of críoy not going to let the game continue. Mentally, Bojan was already claiming victory when he saw that he had managed to scare the blond and already were away, but blood ran cold when the situation took an unexpected turn.

Bojan next thing he noticed was the feel of a majorLXC - Jo, you always want you, "protested Peter. - You know you like ... - You'd like to you, next thing he heard was a groan of Sergio.
If Gerard's mind had not been so jammed - alcohol, Bojan ... - had been altered to discover what kind of relationship did Sergio and Pedro. After what I heard, was more than evident and needed no explanation. Deciding that was not and could keep, he hurried from the room, covering her ears to go through the led of the bed where they were Pedro and Sergio. Bojan
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ho damage? - Sergio said crawling on all fours to Bojan. Bojan took the finger as he looked sideways at Peter and Gerard. - This .. yes, but it's nothing. - Said surprised to see what he was doing Sergio.
- Take off your shirt, you have been spotted - was ordered in a soft voice.
Bojan Before I could react, Sergio slowly lifted her shirt while Peter and Gerard's looked stunned. Bojan noticed Gerard's face was not just indifference, so I played along with Sergio. He put his hand on his chest where his skin moist. Bojan no puis d'be the llit /

You also should be in bed
- with a quick motion got to throw hard against the mattress. Sergio, who was racing the last sip of his drink, dropped the glass to see Peter, who was splitting from laughter to see something he pointed his index finger. Looked at the bed and was stunned when he saw Gerard and Bojan as fighting on the bed to see who immobilized the other, but none conseguíay only saw a jumble of hands, arms and legs accompan ed with laughter and insults. CHTML do hear the noise of course out of the room. Serious voices heard among them recognized the man who every night he glanced into the hallway of the rooms and turned off the lights. Gerard stood up quickly and hid under the bed kicked alcohol bottles and glasses that were on the floor.

- You, there, "he pointed out, the closet - he said with difficulty, speaking to Pedro and Sergio.
- Sergio, if we go ... then we will have to come out! - Said the canary.
- Shhh - Sergio put his hand over his mouth and hid where Gerard had indicated. Bojan

OFFor light, broke the bed and hid under the covers, making any attempt to pass un-noticed null and void.

- Fuck, fuck ... - Gerard stood, disoriented in the dark and not knowing what to do or where to hide. Bojan

pulled his arm from under the sheets and with an abrupt gesture Gerard attracted to him, taking him by his shirt, causing the boy to destabilize and fall disastrously in bed. The largest reacted just as already started to open a little door habitacióny some light entering the hall. Bojan approached his heart beating strongno two of them tripped over something on the floor and moaned softly.

- Gerard, turn on the light, called for moving awkwardly groping Sergio
- I do not get up.
- Vaaaaaago "came the voice of Peter in the dark.
- I do not want problems. Put you in the beds you want. Yes, not much liéis.

Gerard lay with his hands up in the neck. Her eyes slowly grew accustomed to the darkness. She was a little stunned by all that was consumed. Bojan caught a glimpse as he rose and stood up beside her on the bed, leaving curving, as erto the maximum allowed to be in the bunk bed below.

- Hey, guard, on going? /

Hey, hey, where are you going?

-hands pulled the neck and leaned against the mattress, ready to return.
- On creus què vaig, dammit? /

Where do you think I'm going, dammit?

-Bojan, balancing on the mattress very stable, raised one leg to cross over and go over Gerard, which prevented their departure and that the litter was attached to the wall.
- Queda't here vols / Stay here if you want CHTML XC-released without thinking twice. Bojan not followed its progress. He stood on the mattress-bent-with one foot a banda band Gerard body without completing the crossing.

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- Let's go to my room, "said Sergio's ear. It was covered with a hand the other ear to hear what Gerard said "But only three or four people, you know, to continue the party there quietly, without much rock. Sergio moved away and thought, watching Gerard. But the blond was not paying attention. His gaze was directed toward a 15-year-old chestnut angelic face with green eyes who was chatting animatedly with an outrageous Messi was very happy. He instead looked toward her beloved Peter, who at that
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- A second, "said Sam suddenly. It sprang from the arms of Pedro affectionately he complained, and stepped back to his room. Bojan took those few seconds to wake up Leo, because if not impossible to displace.

- I'm here, without realizing it was back Sergio, who stood with their faces a few bottles of alcohol eyebrows moving rapidly.

Gerard pulled ahead and went to his room. The same room where little ratvery attentive, and added those eyes staring at green "Appearances are deceiving. Bojan

quickly looked away and hurried to get in, dragging Leo as he could, while somewhat confused, thinking about the possible meaning of that Gerard had said that last staring at him. Was it some kind of hint? Behind him came about Sergio and Pedro close together too, though not for the same reasons that Bojan and Leo. Gerard finally closed the door carefully, and then extended his arms above shoulder posarlos Sergio and Pedro.

- What? & Iquest; few mixed drinks? "Gerard looked smiling at the boys give their feet tall and winked at them, inciting them.
- IRS! Come on Sergio, you have to drink more uh, that you hardly even drunk ...- Peter took her hand to Sergio with pleading face and free hand pinched her gently on the side that made the boy smiled awry.

While the boys kept this conversacióny were going to prepare everything, Bojan had to deal with a drunk Leo which you least expect it flexed leg and almost fell sunk to soil. The boy15, cursing his friend and puffing of the effort that had to do, dragged him to the bed as he could more remote and there dropped him as gently as he could. The head of the Argentine hit the bedside because of a miscalculation by Bojan by dropping and it seemed that Leo had opened the head of the noise that caused the impact.

- Halaaaa, go cake has been given! Shouted Peter. Next to him had also turned their heads and Sergio Gerard, surprised and somewhat concerned.
- No problem! "Bojan tried to take careence. His movent were awkward and nervous as he put it to Leo in bed and covered her with a blanket.
- Ohh ... look. He sleeps like an angel, "Peter had a silly grin on his face and watery eyes as they witnessed this scene so dear.
- If you must sleep soundly for not having or awakened by the blow ...- Sergio raised his eyebrows in surprise.
- I believe that the host that has given Bojan has passed away and so neither is awake.
- Gerard! "He scolded Bojan to hear that," It was an accident. Gerard

sank his shoulders and followed his breath after having seen that the torso of Leo sub & iacutee; ay down due to breathing. Sergio Peter and exchanged a knowing look.

- Hey, pass me a glass-Bojan sat on the floor, joining the circle that had formed the boys.

quickly, Gerard, who was seated to his right-handed a glass to spill endangered, but Bojan took it carefully. Gerard did not go unnoticed that Bojan had taken the vessel avoiding rubbing his hand, but decided not to attach too much importance. He felt pretty comfortable in the presence of those guys even if they were a bit smaller than & eacutee, l. They were fun, lively and always had something to say. He felt some regret at not having given before any steps to meet these guys. Now it was too late because Gerard was on a countdown to his departure to Manchester. Rather than sad, it came a sudden optimism, probably caused by alcohol-psych he did that precisely because the last few weeks were spent there, I had to get the best. Sergio

was having a great time. Gerard was pleasantly surprised. Never would have thought it could be so good and have fun together. Still wondering how hebian last to fall ill to be assembled there. It was clear that everything had started from the strange bond that had arisen between Gerard and Bojan. Remaining task was scored as in-depth interview Bojan. Bojan

was showing more uninhibited, and each sip of his drink was forgetting the negative aspects related to Gerard, such as anger at him when the blonde made him angry with his behavior. He also forgot the reasons why it felt strange to be near Gerard and those who had grown apart in recent days.

GErard was laughing and was happy to again have a link with Bojan. He was no fool, and he realized that since this incident happened he started kissing the neck of the boy of fifteen, he had not behaved in the same way with é , l. They both said nothing happened, everything was fine. By Gerard was true, but in the case of Bojan, his actions did not correspond with what he said. He avoided looking at the blonde's eyes, in a conversation with ELO also avoided physical contact. But now, it was as if all that did not exist.

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quickly took Gerard's room. Although the door was closed, did not bother chopping and opened wide. He stepped forward in a fury and saw him lying on his bunk, with a magazine in their hands and looking at funny face above it.


- NecessiTES res? / need anything? - blonde said innocently. He knew exactly what he was doing and why Bojan was there.
- Jo? But dius! / I? Do you mean?
- Em trobaves missing, pots? ... / missed me, maybe? - after saying it could not keep a straight face and a wry smile slowly appeared on his face as Gerard Pique could only do. Betrayed him. Bojan

sighed and closed his eyes for a few seconds. Gerard loved to watch comtobacco in the party of his friends Busquets and Pedro. He was not willing to enter their game again. Unfortunately, he told himself, "man is the only animal that stumbles twice on the same stone. Gerard

stood to see Bojan had left suddenly. He used to aconseguir queríay everything that the kids will follow the game, I was hysterical to see that not got his way and Bojan was not so easy to manipulate as appeared. In Sergio's room and Pedro was beginning to have a few more people. The music blared from the speakersother and lay on the ground could not stop laughing. Bojan he tried to get a piece of pizza in his mouth, which made Peter laugh even Masy he began to laugh too. They turned on the music and started drinking and leaps and dances, while three or four kids were playing in front of the TV and Play, each time arming more trouble.
At first, Gerard observava to all the kids from his room in the bed. Occasionally, they even missed watching him. Since it had been, at least I could do was get up and try to enjoy the last monthnce been the cause because the room could no longer overflowing. That was degenerating too. Without thinking too much, Gerard proposed an alternative plan. I did not stay there very funny.

- Let's go to my room, "said Sergio's ear.

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Chapter Eight


The topic of conversation in the morning was the celebration that is going to hit all the kids in the farmhouse that Saturday night. Commemorating the 40 anniversary of the farmhouse as a residence for young players, so it was a special day and would not follow the routine. Bojan and Messi were standing in front of large mural that had corkue is higher cashes doh, did not you had heard?
- Damn, that sarcastic are you today, Leo - Bojan said - I do not, we will not do anything. Why? - Peter replied in his voice low as possible.
- come into my room, let's throw a party which we stayed. As usual, a few games to Pro, music y. .. - And made the gesture of drinking.
- are you saying! Where does it going to take?
- Krkic and RODRIGUEZ, SILENCE! - A teacher who told them there was something angry silence. Peter told by Bojan then follow signsTES others.

- Hey, Bojan, Busquets intercepted him a friendly shoulder taking his "Tonight we're going to have fun, eh? "He shook his eyebrows up and down rapidly while smiling broadly.

were in the hall, and virtually no one was there, but still Sergio, that boy so high and thin, looked around and said quietly.

- can come with more people if you want. For example Piqué ... Bojan

noticed as her blood run cold to hear what was said Sergio. Miróthe stairs "Hey look, here comes.

Gerard Pique heading there with air rather confused while placing the neck of the jersey. As he was let go Bojan Sergio's arm and tried to appear natural.

- Hey Gerard, "she called Sergio. Bojan was going to cut the neck but it was too late. Gerard had looked up at them with air Bojan interrogative "Here I want to tell something ... Well, I'm leaving, goodbye.
- ...- Esper did not have time to finish Bojan. Sergio was gone.

The boy sighed, thinking about how fast they could become the personalnas when they wanted.

- Hi-lopetibó Gerard greeted him with a smile, standing before him. I liked that Bojan would talk to him openly, Vols anything from me? /

You want something from me?


- Eh ... no, every time was getting more nervous and it was harder to pretend that all was well between them. Actually would like to run away and lose sight of Gerard-Bé, yes ... Aquesta nit on the Pedro organitzaran i Busquets something to the seva habitació. Ja saps: music, alcohol ... /

Well, yes ... Busquets and Pedro tonight ored.
- Answer pressing said that hi vagi-Vols, yes or no? /

want me to go, yes or no?


- No, "emphatically and without hesitation Bojan, Gerard and angry as he was enraged and get hysterical.
- Val, doncs llavors no hi vaig ... /

Okay, well then I will not

Gerard said and turned to go so slow.
- Yes, yes! Yes vull /

Yes, yes! Yes I said Bojan

alarmed to see that he was going, and rethought habérselo better. He actually did not care whether or not the blond, egfeel good, my head hurts. - Said, pretending to be evil. - Are you going to lose? - Said his friend throwing his hands to his head - Take a pill and ready! - Oh dear, what will. Also, I could not drink alcohol if I take the pill, so I spend as well.
- You're weird, man, I really do not know what's wrong. The pre Gerard would not miss a party like tonight. "Gerard was surprised at what he had said his friend" If you change your mind, call us. - That said, his friend turned around and just fixed. It was acute, to the point where he disgusted his own hair, so he put his head under the tap and I anguage, it dried up a bit with a towel and left it half disheveled, naturally. returned to his room, and was eight and a half. It was still early to go to the room of Peter, probably responsible for the farmhouse would be there throwing the last look before leaving, so I reached into the drawer of his table and went to his bunk to read a game magazine. Bojan

had already a long time in the room of Peter with Messi, Busquets and a few com & amarched door, they motioned for them to leave and be quiet until the teacher had left. When they entered, Bojan Gerard sought among the kids in the group but was not. Eye contact with Busquets, who said: - I told you not come? - Yes, I said - he replied dryly.
- And when will come? - Sergio asked cautiously.

Instead of answering, Bojan got up and went mad, without a word and scowl, to find the blond.

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