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Title: I don't do v day.
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"Soooo, are we actually just going to stay here?" Miguel pipped up, throwing the covers off us.
I rolled over to my side to look at him. "I told you, I don't like to go out on Valentine's Day. But if you want to babe we can."
He rolled to face me "I don't get it, I thought Valentine's Day was the day girls gotta crazy over. Wait... am I the girl in this relationship?"
I laughed, "yes baby." I said kissing his forehead "yes you are." He smiled up at me, rapping his arms around my waist and pulling me onto his lap.
I let out a satisfied hum as I rap my arms around his neck and lay my head on his chest. We stayed like this for a while, Miguel's hands up my shirt rubbing my back.
"Baby?" "Yes" I whispered, eyes heavy in relaxation. "Why do you hate Valentine's Day so much?" Just at the near thought my throat began to burn with silent cry's.
"Miguel please," I sighed sitting up facing him "come on. You know you can talk to me about anything. Wait hold on, I'm getting a call." He said rolling his eyes
I slumped back on his thighs watching him as he answered the phone. "Can't I just be lonely on Valentine's Day alone in peaceeeee." Miguel whined into the phone.
I rolled my eyes and hit him, smiling. "Miguel this is serious! You're Eli's best friend, help me pick out what to wear and what to smell like."
I giggled, it was Hawks girlfriend. She always calls Miguel for hawk date advice.
Finally the call ended and I couldn't contain my giggles. "Hey, why don't you ever tell me my titties are the real star?" I pouted, looking down at my cup c boobs.
"Babe. You know I'm a butt guy." He said as if it was a no brained. "Hey your not off the hook, I really wanna talk about this. You know, work you threw it."
I signed, I guess I'd have to talk to him about it at some point. "Okay," I said sliding off him and sitting, legs crossed right besides him.
He pulled himself up against the head board, giving his full attention to me. "I'm here to listen." I looked up at him as it caressed my hand.
I let out a pained sigh "Valentine's Day is my parents anniversary." Miguel's eyes widened slightly, I've never really talked to him about my family.
He knows my parents are divorced and that my sister lives with my dad while I live with my mom. "Oh.." he trailed of, signaling me to continue.
I felt tears well up in my eyes as I thought back to the year my parents split. "My mom told us she was staying at my grandmas house to take care of it while she was go."
I sucked in a deep breath as my throat tightened "I stayed there, and she told me the real reason she was staying there. Her and my dad got into a big fight, she didn't know why he got so mad at her."
Drops of warm salt water cut down my cheeks. "He hit her, and it wasn't the first time. She told me every other year he would threaten to leave her. She sacrificed half her annual income for that house. And he kicked her out of it."
My voice filled with anger at the thought of it. Miguel stayed silent, soaking in all my emotions.
"After they split I realized, I realized how rare happily ever afters are. I realized what love is like in the real world. My mom loved him with all her heart, but he didn't love her."
Miguel let out a sigh "oh baby," he mumbled, rapping his arm around my and pulling my head on his lap. "And ever sense that day, I became so scared that I would end up just like her."
He voice laced itself with hiccups and my tears became fuller and formed faster. Miguel handed me a dirty t-shirt to blow my nose.
"I get so scared that I'll never be enough for you, and you'll leave me." After that sentence left my mouth I broke.
I had never said it out loud, my biggest fear. That no matter how good I am, no matter how hard I try, I'll never be good enough for the only one I love.
I broke down, curled my legs up to my chest. My sobs bounced off Miguel's thighs, I felt him hunch over me wrapping my in a blanket of him.
"That will never happen. You are my everything Y/N, I don't know what I would do without you. And no I can't reassure the future, but I can guarantee you that you will hold the biggest place in my heart."
My last tear ran down my cheek, "you mean that?" I asked pathetically, he tapped my shoulder telling me to look at him.
"I swear on my abuela, I will never wrong you. Never on purpose." I searched his eyes, looking for any sign of doubt or worse, lies.
All I saw was love in truth in his eyes. The same love and truth that glistened in his eyes the first time we made love, the very same glisten that was in his eyes our first kiss, the very same glisten that was in his eyes our first date.
I'm really really happy with this, and I'm not sure it needs a part two.
