Written in English with Spanish words. (translated in book)
─── ∙ ~εïз~ ∙ ───
"Tu nombre señorita?"
"Lo siento, no doy mi nombre a extraños."
"Te aseguro que no soy un extraña...hermosa."
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I woke up in Mirabel's room, my head was aching and it felt like I had just been hit by a bus.
I tried to remember what happened last night, drinking some of the water that was beside me on a table.
I remember, entering the house, talking with my friends, going up to the roof with Camilo.
Wait what?
I forgot I had gotten drunk on the roof... I my gosh, I had confessed to Camilo and he also said he liked me.
Well, a pat on the back would be nice...
Then, I danced, had more alcohol and crashed in Mirabel's room.
I wondered what happens to everyone else, my family probably went home without me and Camilo, I hoped he was ok.
Did he even remember what happened last night?
I hadn't seen him at all and I was sure that he would get in trouble.
Would I get in trouble?!
Probably but at least Pá wasn't here right now so I had nothing to worry about for a while.
I slowly opened the door and went downstairs. I guess it had been a long night, since it was dead quiet and there was no none awake.
That was until I heard a draw open and close.
I looked into the kitchen, where Camilo was taking a pill and drinking water.
He turned around and jumped a bit when he noticed I was there.
"Hola..." he smiled and smirked.
"Hola." I awkwardly replied.
"Gosh, hangovers suck..." he groaned and I chuckled, rolling my eyes.
"We did drink a bottle and a half..." he nodded and grinned, "so...about last night." He glanced back up at me and smirked.
"What happened last night?..." he said and I frowned, "I think I forgot, you should probably show me." He grinned and I rolled my eyes, tipping the cup of water as he went to drink from it so it fell all over him.
"So you remember." I said.
"Yeah.." he grinned and hopped onto the counter, sitting with his legs crossed.
"You...I...are we?" He chuckled and made eye contact with me.
"Sí princesa. You like me, I like you and we are..." he smirked at me and I rolled my eyes. "Are we?" He rose an eyebrow, as if to ask me, I shrugged.
"Do you want to?" I asked and he rolled his eyes.
"Tu sabes lo que quiero. (You know what I want) hermosa..." he grinned, hopping off the counter and walking closer to me. "Whatever you want." He whispered.
