One week later...
Camilo's POV:
Carlos hasn't talked to me again after that argument we had. Yep, it's nonsense, but why should he act like that?
I decided to have a secret talk with (Y/N), and I needed someone to tell her about it.
I noticed Dolores had just left her room while I was outside my room. I'll ask her now.
"Hola, hermana," I greeted.
"Oh! Hola," she greeted back.
"Do you know (Y/N), right?" I asked.
"Yes! Why?"
"Is it okay if you tell me who's someone close to her? Because I've decided that person would tell her about something. If I am the one who showed up, (Y/N) might not be ready yet to meet me suddenly," I said.
"It's okay, hermano. You want to talk to her, hm?" she replied.
"Yeah, exactly." Then, she nodded.
"She's been close to this person since they were children, and she trusted her the most. It's Cristina. I'll tell you where she lives." She warmly smiled.
~ Cristina's House ~
I'm now here at the house where Dolores gave me the address. I hope she's here.
I knocked on the door, and luckily, she's the one who appeared.
"Hola! How... can I help you?" Cristina asked as her eyes widened.
'Gosh, Camilo is here. (Y/N) would be really surprised if I ever told her about it. Haha.' Cristina chuckled in her mind.
"Hola. Did I disturb your time?" I asked.
"Nope, I have free time today. How can I help you?" she said.
"Do you still remember me? I used to help at (L/N)'s house." I chuckled.
"Yes! You were one of (Y/N)'s friends when we were still teenagers." She smiled.
"Right. Is it okay if I ask you for a favor?" I asked.
"It's okay!"
"May you tell her that I want to talk to her at the park tomorrow?" I asked.
"Ooh, sure thing, but why?" she asked.
"I haven't met her for years, and maybe we can talk about such things as those recent years, like an explanation," I answered.
"Ah, I guess she ghosted you, huh?" She chuckled.
"It's not like that. There might be a reason for it." I awkwardly chuckled.
"Haha, okay then. I'll tell her."
"Also, don't mention my name," I added.
"Okay, okay. I'll do that," she replied.
"Gracias. I have to go." I smiled.
"Sure, good bye!" she exclaimed, and I said good bye as well.
~ The Next Day ~
(Y/N)'s POV:
I'm sitting here on the bench, waiting for someone. Cristina said that he wanted to talk to me and that it was someone I knew also.
That's why I'm here at the park.
A few minutes later, while looking at my surroundings, I saw Camilo from afar, finding someone or something.
Then, he looked in my direction happily. I've got confused and I look at my back. There's no one there.
Is he the one I'd talk to?
I just got ready and stood up. It seems like I'm assuming, but I'm here to signal him.
Then the people walked in front of me, and I felt as if someone had grabbed my wrist before Camilo arrived.
I got confused again, and I started to look up. It's Carlos again, holding my wrist. This time, he looks really mad.
Should I be afraid or just shrug it off?
He brought us to the empty alley, where there were not many people. There's a near alley at the park.
"Carlos, what's wrong with you?" I annoyingly asked as he let go of my wrist.
"What do you think you're doing? Do you really want to talk to him?" he angrily asked. So, Camilo is really the one I will talk to.
"How did you know?"
"Will you not answer my question?"
"You didn't answer my question either!" I exclaimed.
"Right. Just don't talk to him," he replied.
"Why? That won't be a problem," I said.
"You're not getting it."
"How am I supposed to get it if you don't tell me clearly?" I exclaimed. He didn't say anything, and there were a few minutes of silence between us.
"I'll just leave if you don't think you can tell me what's really wrong with it." I was about to leave, but he held my wrist again to stop me.
"You can't leave."
"Why again?"
"About what I said earlier. I don't want you near him. I'm- protecting you," he stuttered.
"Carlos, Camilo is not a bad guy at all. It's all safe for me-"
"Just don't."
"Then explain to me the actual reason," I ordered.
"Do you really need to know? Would you rather just ignore me if I told you?" he asked.
"What do you mean by that?" I confusedly asked.
"I like you, (Y/N)," he confessed. I was too stunned to speak, and my heart was racing.
Did I hear it right?
"That's why I don't want you to talk to him, because I know you like him too. I don't know if you still have feelings for him, but I tried what I could for you to stay away from him. Just- just don't leave me."
"Carlos, he's already married. Camilo and I can't be together. And I've already moved on from liking him," I reassured. After I said that, I thought of something.
"Wait. Is it another joke about you liking me?" I chuckled. Yep, I still don't believe what he said earlier. It could be another part of his prank.
When I looked at his eyes, he seemed to be telling the truth.
"Do you think it's a joke?" he calmly asked.
"Uh, yeah?" I said as if it were almost a question.
Then, he walked closer to me, and I'm standing here being confused.
He held my waist as our chests collided, and then he leaned in and passionately kissed me.
I was surprised at the sudden action.
I didn't even know it would happen. After a few seconds, he broke the kiss.
I'm still here, I can't move, and my face has continued to heat up.
"Do you think it's a joke anymore? I would literally kiss you if I ever liked you," he said.
"I- I don't even-"
"Ahh, querida. You could've said to me that you want more." He chuckled.
"WHAT!? I didn't say anything. Just- ugh, never mind. I will just go," I exclaimed.
"Where will you go? Will you just leave me here?" he asked.
"To Cami- I mean, to my house," I answered.
"Hm, okay. Anyway, I'll be at your house tomorrow in the afternoon. Wait for me." He winked. He's being flirty today, huh.
"Uh, okay. Haha." I awkwardly chuckled.
"I'll accompany you home. Let's go," he said as he put his arm around my shoulder as we walked.
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A few minutes later, we're now here, and he said good bye to me after entering my house.
After that, I greeted mamá and went to my room.
What actually happened?
D- did he kiss me?
As I remember that moment, I suddenly grabbed my pillow and put it on my face as I screamed.
"No way it's real. He likes me as well?" I mumbled.
Then, just me, smiling at myself like a crazy person.
Carlos' POV:
"Cristina, I need to talk to you," I said. I am now inside her house.
"Uh, yeah. What's the matter?" she asked as she placed the coffee on the table. "By the way, do you want coffee?" she added.
"No, thanks. I'm good," I replied.
"Okay, you may eat any of the snacks I have placed here. So, what are you going to talk about?"
"Did you tell (Y/N) about Camilo's wanting to meet her?" I asked.
"Yep, what about that?" she asked.
"Don't do it again."
"Huh, why?"
"I almost lost my chance for her. Luckily, I took her away before Camilo talked to her," I answered.
"Oh? Then, what happened?" she asked as she took a sip of her coffee. I stopped, then I remembered what happened earlier. I just smirked thinking about it.
"The hell? What's that face? It seems something really happened, huh?" Cristina asked.
"Ah, I just confessed to her that I liked her." Then, she almost choked after hearing that.
"Really? What did she say?" Cristina asked.
"She'll go home," I scoffed, and she laughed.
"Why would she say that? She was supposed to say she liked you-" She stopped when she suddenly realized what she had said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"I mean, you know, just supporting you because you want her to like you back." She awkwardly chuckled.
"Right." I chuckled.
"I'm still curious about it. What exactly happened, huh?" she asked. I was about to speak, then she interrupted.
"No way. What did you do!?" she shouted.
"Just damn calm down. I just kissed her," I reassured.
"Where!?" she excitedly asked.
"Lips." I smirked, then her expression turned to surprise.
"Oh my gosh. That's why. She might be stunned enough to talk about it." She laughed.
"Is that so?"
"Yes! It's her first kiss. Who wouldn't be stunned?" She chuckled.
"Oh, and aside from what happened earlier, why don't you want me to let them talk or something? Camilo has no intention of being hers, though," she asked.