~Ernesto De La Cruz's great great granddaughter (reader)~

Part 14

the event between you and Ernesto at the show felt so amazing. you couldn't believe you just performed with your idol! 

Ernesto had let go of your body, now waving to the people on the seats. you smiled happily as you follwed his actions. after that, you saw him bowing an elegant bow to the crowd, with one hand to his chest and the other arm in the air. you giggled a little, as you bowed as well, now grabbing two sides of your dress's skirt and bending your leg behind the other, bowing like a princess.

Ernesto's eyes were looking at your bow, and he couldn't help but smile sweetly. you returned your eyes at him, and the blush on your face came back. the fact that such a lovable and honored man was looking down at you affectionately like that, made you feel tingly inside. you smiled at him back, enjoying this moment with him as much as you can.

after a minute, Ernesto gently nudged your back, motioning with his head to you to go with him backstage. you nodded shyly, and followed him as he began walking on the stage to behind the giant curtains. you followed along, and went through the curtains as well, and gasped lightly at the amazing sight. you saw colorful buildings in different shapes, colorful lights, and the skies full of stars. it felt like you were on another planet, in the middle of a full galaxy.

"you look absolutely beautiful, muchacha" you suddenly heard the musician's words to you as a greeting. you looked at him as he told you that, and felt that same blush appear on your face. "oh... g-gracias!" you replied with a little giggle to his compliment.

the next moment that you saw him was him approaching you with a smile on his face, now putting his hand on your shoulder. "I'm so glad you made it, (y/n). after you left, I was sad that you couldn't be here longer for the show. but here you are!" he chuckled, and you nodded with a giggle. "but... how did you make it?" he asked curiously.

"well... just like the same way I did before. I touched your guitar and it brought me to the land of the dead" you explained with a smile. his smile turned into a surprised expression. "my guitar..?"

you looked at his surprised expression with a slight worry, in fear you might have insulted him in anyway. "do you have my guitar in your home?" he asked. "huh? oh, no. it's in a shrine.. built for you!" you told him a little nervously, but still forced a smile. he looked at you for a moment, then went back to smiling warmly. "a shrine? for me? how is it that I haven't heard about it?" he chuckled. his response made your nerves relax, and you giggled as you looked up at him. "I-I usually go there to relax after days at school" you explained. "but... now I feel embarrassed that.. I touched your guitar, i-it's a very honored thing in our town..." you told him shyly, looking down a little.

Ernesto couldn't help but smirk, and used his hand to lift up your chin at him gently. "oh don't worry, muchacha... I give you permission! as long as it brings you here to me, you may even play it if you want" he reassured you with a soft voice, and gave you a kind wink afterwards. right after that, he backed away to the giant balcony, putting his hands on the railing. 

you were in a trance in that moment, melting to the touch and words of the famous musician. you blinked twice, before running happily towards your great great grandfather, now leaning down onto the railing. a scilence was between the two of you as you stared the stars.

"tell me, mija..." you heard him speak after a few minutes. "with a talent like yours, why aren't you famous like me?" he asked, yet his eyes were still looking at the stars. 

your smile fell down slowly to his question, as you continued to look at the stars like him. "my mom doesn't let me... she says school is more important, and I shouldn't waste time on singing" you answered his question with a quiet voice. "but... she does let my brother play on the plaza after school. why doesn't she let me sing?"

Ernesto finally teared from the star gaze, now looking down at you with a sympathic expression. he thought a little about how to reply to you with his mouth slightly open, but he closed it again afterwards.

"it's not fair" you both said in the same time. then, you looked at each other surprised, and laughs escaped from your mouths. his hand landed on your shoulder again as you heard his harmonic laugh, making you smile happily. this man sure had a gift of making you feel better.

after a short while of giggling, the scilence between you two returned. yet now, it was much more calming and warming. suddenly, you felt the hand that once was on your shoulder now on your back, pulling you closer to the famous skeleton. once you looked up at him, you saw his eyes half closed as he looked down at you, his smile stretched up to his cheekbones as the light of the moon made him look godlike.

you felt warm inside as you saw him look down at you like that. it made you feel special. also you were held close to him, which made you feel even more excited.

"mija?" he began softly. "y-yes?" you replied, looking up at him still with awe. "you know, it's... been a long time since I said those words to anyone. but I feel close to you already, that I must tell you them" he said softly, making you a little curious. what words?

"(y/n), I lo-" "senor de la cruz, you're up again in a minute!" a young agent yelled out from back stage towards Ernesto cutting off his words. 

you both looked at the agent in surprised, and Ernesto let out a sad sigh. it's the first time ever that Ernesto De La Cruz was upset because he was up on stage instead of being excited. and he felt like that because he wanted to complete his sentence, and spend more time with you. you felt a little upset as well, even though you knew he has work to do as a musician. and you'll see him again anyway!

"ayy... I'm sorry, muchacha, I have to go back. but! I promise we'll continue this after the show" he told you, trying to cheer you up. you smiled a little and nodded at him. "it's ok, papa Ernesto. I can wait" you giggled cutely. 

the name 'papa' was still quite new to Ernesto, but he did like the feeling of being called that way. as a goodbye, he gave you a little ruffle through your hair with his hand, and went towards the stage. you continued to smile at him as you saw him go, but your smile dropped as your eyes landed on something else. there was a movie camera out of 10, that was pointed at you, and red light was flickering from it's side. had it been recording you the whole time??

before you could ask Ernesto about it, you saw him smooth his hair with his hand, and showing off a big smile, showing that he was ready. after a second, he threw himself through the curtains, now showing himself off to the crowd with a big proud "aha!"

once the crowd saw him claps and cheers were heard, but a new sound was added. some people let out 'awww's and chuckles. this sure made Ernesto curious. he tried to figure out what was 'cute' or 'exciting' at the moment. he then turned his head up, and widened his eyes as he saw the screens. the screens showed the backstage outside, with you in the frame. it showed how you nervously smiled as you waved lightly at the camera.

that's when Ernesto realized that that cute bond between you two was filmed the intire time. LIVE! he looked back at the crowd, now chuckling nervously at the slight embarassment. but not only he got some time with you, it also made his reputation even better, by people seeing his fatherly side. 

he used it to his advantage, and showed off a bow infront of everyone, making the crowd go even more loud. you heard their claps from backstage, and couldn't help but giggle happily at the fact you might be the reason his reputation got even better.