Never Fall For A Musician • Christopher Vélez • CNCO

first heartbreak

This whole order of music is gonna be our of whack, but I don't give a fuck lmao just roll with me here.... y'all will understand once you read this chapter, maybe... I don't fucking know

Valentinas POV
My first week of school passed by very quickly, and Christopher kept acting very odd these past couple of days. I'm not sure if the girls told him anything because he's been acting very eerie around me. I'm taking cautious just in case for both our sakes.
We're heading back to LA to film the music video for Reggaetón Lento. This song was one of my favorites from their first album, I'm a very upbeat dancing person, so hearing this song makes me want to get up and dance. I'm hoping there is lots of dancing in this video, this song has a groove to it that should make everyone want to dance to.

Christopher snapped me out of my thoughts asking, "que estas pensando princesa?"
"No más estoy nervioso" I confessed
"No te preocupes nena. Eres el mejor ahí. Nothing to worry about" Christopher grabbed my hand and gave me a genuine smile.

(Pretend it's the guy grabbing the girls hand)
His smile, it wasn't something he regularly did. It wasn't a flirtatious smirk or, sexy smile. It was genuine.
I snapped out of my thoughts. I flashed a small, but kind smile and gently pulled my hand away so I wouldn't come off as rude.
"Perdón Vale" Christopher smiled.
I smiled at the nickname, my dad used to call me that. He's still alive. There's just not much of a relationship between him and I. We've had our moments here and there, but he's cold. I guess you can see where I get that from. Things with my dad are complicated. It's a love hate relationship between us two. When I was little I recall the times when my mom went back to school to get her bachelors, but since her classes were at night, and she had to drive an hour away for her class that lead my dad to take care of us. By us I mean my older twin siblings, Alex and Adriana. Alex was a star athlete, who now plays soccer at Duke University, and Adriana was popular in high school, but was also very smart. They're we're older, so they were wiser. When my family and I found out my dad cheated, it was hard on me. It wasn't just once, but multiple times. Begging for forgiveness my mom, the kind hearted women she is, forgave him. We became a family again, but it never felt like one. It felt like I was cheated on. The first time a man hurt me, but also by the man who's supposed to be your first love.
I guess they're both the reason why I'm so scared to love. I don't know what love feels like.
The car ride was very silent, but comfortable. Not awkward, and I could tell Christopher didn't mind it.
"Thank you so for this.. I owe you" I softly spoke
"It was my pleasure nena" Christopher smiled
I walked up to my hotel room to find my mom laid out on a massage table. I smiled, I knew she wanted this. This is what I want for her, to give her everything she deserves and more.
"Hola mami te entrañe" I hugged her her body that was laid on the table
"Hola mija, come te fue? Ya son novios?" My mom surprisingly questioned
I was leaned up on the edge of the wall, "Mami, no, no somos novios. Nomas somos amigos y nada mas" I looked down thinking if I was open to the idea of getting hurt, I could be loved, and maybe by someone worth loving me. Someone to hug me when I'm not ok.

My mom got up from the massage table sat on the edge of the bed sensing something was wrong, "Valentina, siéntate conmigo" pulling me to sit next to her with her arms around my shoulders.
"What your father did to me, has nothing to do with you guys. What he did was a mistake, and I forgave him. We need to learn to move on. He loves you guys so much, he does so much to put a roof over our heads and food on the table for us. You can ignore him forever Valentina. He loves you so much." And with that my mom went back to her massage table, but not without giving me the phone to, "call him, he's been asking all about your auditions. He misses you Vale" she said quoting my dad
My head snapped at those words knowing my dad had been calling me all summer. I kept dodging them because I didn't want to have a value less conversation with him. I didn't think he cared. He never did anyways.
I decided to go out into the lobby to order something off the menu. I wanted to sit in and actually enjoy my meal and think about all these events happening to me. I never thought I would be meeting CNCOs Christopher Vélez, inviting him into my home, and asking him and his friends to accompany us to our homecoming. I'm sure he would rather do something else on his free time than come to a silly dance. I reached the hotel worker and waiting to be seated for dinner, but I heard footsteps behind me and someone yelling my name. I turned around and saw Christopher.
"What are you doing here?" I asked confused
"Olvidaste tu teléfono" Christopher said giving me my phone, "I was driving for ten minutes when I kept hearing a sound from the passenger seat. I assume someone important was trying to reach you" he stated
When I looked at my phone I saw his name pop up on multiple times in my screen with texts saying he knew I was back. I had 92 missed calls, 103 text messages, and 7 voicemails. I couldn't believe this was happening again, and I could feel my breath hitch as I read the messages. I didn't want to cause a scene, but my breaths turned into gasps for air. I couldn't believe what was happening. I never looked back, and now he was back.