His Fallen Angel

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Yummy is the word I can use to describe thy Greek god.

He smirked knowingly and I lightly blush.

"Don't worry sweets I roll the other boat." He said in a thick Maxican accent.

Oh fudgesticks what a disappointment.

"That doesn't bother you right." He asked as I stood there just gaping at him.

"Uh of course not. Please come in."

I gave him a tour of the house and the room he'd be staying in. Of course I'd chosen him who would say no to that.

Irresistible.

"So what's your story Stranger," I joked.

"Well as I already told you, I'm Carlos. Which I'm sure you've already forgotten." He laughed.

I feigned hurt and slapped his arm playfully. "Have not," I replied. He just rolled his eyes.

"I'm 23. Studying medicine at the University of Italy, that's where you'll be attending as well right?" I nodded.

"I'm as gay as they come. I would bang Liam Hemsworth as much as you would love to." He winked and I blushed.

"How did you know I like him?"

"Puh lease it's written all over your cute wittle face." He held my cheeks and pressed them together.

I swatted his hands away and stuck my tounge out to him.

He rolled his eyes and muttered "so mature."

"What about you." He asked.

"How about we play 21 questions." I asked.

"Not really fare since I already told you most stuff about myself," he pouted.

Adorable.

"Ohh get over it."

"Okay fine just this once. So tell me what's your major."

"Oh me, architectural design."

"That's cool. Unlike me I'd be a boring doctor opening people's bodies and dealing with their hearts."

I rolled my eyes and looked into his blue eyes "We need people like you in this world coz now I know that when I come to you in future with a heart problem I wouldn't pay." I smirked.

"And why is that." he asked playing along.

"Coz I'd have designed your hospital." I said matter of factly, he just chuckled.

"What's your favourite colour," I asked.

"Maroon", he said.

"That's quite unusual. I thought you'd go for blue," I said.

He shuddered "don't get me started on the color blue."

I chuckled "what's yours?" he asked. "Oh wait let me guess." He gave me a once over that had me turning pink.

"Pink."

I rolled my eyes. "I do love pink actually but I love grey more."

"Ahem ahem any reason why."

"That's for me to know and for you to never find out." He just snorted.

The rest of the day went away with us talking about each other. I learned that he was the heir of his father's company Lacruz enterprises. Who would have thought.

It was one of those multi million dollar companies that dealed with restaurants in Mexico.

His dad wanted him to take over the company but his heart and soul was medicine, saving people with heart problems. So he took the balls in his hands, made his own cash and here he was in Italy studying medicine and looking for a place to stay. Now the company was going in his little brother's hands.

Ohh did I forget. He had his own Ferrari. A Marron one. Now who was I to refuse him a place to stay for the time being.

I looked at him skepticaly. He looked back in desperation. He really needed a place to stay.

"Give me a minute" I said as I went into my room and took what I needed. 

I came back and saw him looking so vulnerable on the couch. It tugged my heart strings.

I'm sure the guy was rich so why did he want to stay in a cute place like this. He was more elegant...oh well.

I don't gudge.

"Weeell" I said frowning . He looked sad as if he knew the answer already, he was just bracing for it now.

"Welcome home!" I stood up and sprinkled confetti everywhere.

It took him a moment to digest the information.

"Wait what." He asked.

"Welcome home loser." I spoke like we'd known each other forever. It felt like so.

He stood up as well and in a second I was in his arms. "Thank you thank you thank you." I giggled.

"You're welcome big guy."

"Oh and by the way you're cleaning up the confetti." I laughed.