One shots

Aprender a quererte

《You know I wished I could give you the real book and the rose in person. Sorry for the late update, but the book you already have it, a little earlier and this one... well kind of a little late 😂. Hope you enjoy it. And please, don't get mad at me for the entrepà situation. Tú saps què jo t'estimo》😛😊

LUCIA POV'S
J! WHAT DO YOU WANNA EAT?! I was on my kitchen looking to the fridge searching for some food while Jana was on my couch getting ready the Playstation. It was game day, not the game day you know. Just our game day of play anything on the playstation or board games.
- CAN YOU MAKE ME AN ENTREPÀ?! Okay, here's the deal. She's catalonian while I was born in Italy, but I moved here when I was a kid. We met on kindergarten and the rest is history. Now, an entrepà, is basically a sandwich. Bread, something in the middle, bread. That's my definition of it. But for Jana, that was almost an insult. And you will see why. I got everything out of the fridge to make our sandwiches. Once I made it, I went to the living room, leaving everything in the small table.
- Here is your sandwich J -. She's stopped everything she was doing. - Are you joking? Biting part of mine I looked at her. - What? She sat looking at me and in a very serious tone she said. - First of all, don't talk with your mouth full of food. Is gross. Second of all, you know that's not a sandwich. Is an entrepà. En-tre-pà, and you know it very well -. Swallowing slow and rolling my eyes I said. - Is the same Muñeca -.
- Is not the same Lu! An entrepà is an entrepà and a sandwich is a sandwich -.
- What's the difference Oh great master? Both are made with bread. So is the same! -. I was getting a bit frustrated and she was getting more serious. - No, is not the same. Sandwiches are made with Bimbo bread. The entrepà, is made with baguettes. Just like this one -. Biting another piece I looked at her. - Muñeca, is the same! Bread, whatever you want in the middle, bread! Both are made with bread!
- Jesus christ... Is not the same!
- How could you say is not the same? BOTH ARE MADE WITH BREAD! She took a deep breath obviously getting mad about it.
- Lucia oh my God. Listen... if I put on a plate, rabbit with potatoes and on another one, a bistec with potatoes, will you say is the same?
- Yes! At this point I was already annoyed.
- NO! IS NOT THE SAME! she threw one of the couch pillows at me.
I face palmed myself and groaned. - Joder Mi vida, IS THE SAME! BECAUSE IS STILL MEAT IN BOTH PLATES! Another pillow hit me as I was trying to finish my sandwich. I stood up walking to the kitchen again to leave the plate with her following me.
- Is not the same you idiot! How could you say that?! Really, te falta calle. I can't believe you said that.
- No me falta calle...Stupid bitch -. I said very low but not enough to get away with it. Oh oh, she stopped and slowly turned around. - What did you say? I swallowed hard. No chicken out now.
- I said.... Stupid -. One step closer to her. - Crazy -. Another step. - Bitch -. Finally I got close enough, face to face and whispered - What are you gonna do about it, huh? She took a step back looking at me and suddenly she just tackled me by my waist. - What the hell?! Get off of me! I tried to move but she was all over me. Growling and moving my body I freed myself just for a bit to grab one of her hands and put my other arm around her. - Let me go Lucia! -. She tried to kicked me and pinched my side knowing that it was one of my weaknesses. - aaeeii woman don't... -. I moved again and this time we were like all wrapped up together. - Cara de culo! She punched my leg as she said it. - You Huevo podrido... -. I bit her arm making her scream and punch me again. - Estupida! Sueltame! I don't know how, but we started to fight again on the floor and ended, me on top of her, straddling her waist with both of her hands in my hands above her head. - Gotcha! Now what Jana? - we stayed like that, just looking at each other. Breathing fast and hard because of the "fight". And when I made the mistake of stare at her eyes, she took the advantage and moved me away, standing up fast to put her guard up. Still staring at her, I stood up. - Don't look at me like that J... - she was looking at my eyes, then my lips then my eyes again as she bit her lower lip. - Or what? I pointed at her without saying anything, but when I was going to say something she grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in for a very heated kiss.
Not gonna give you details about the rest of the day and night. And.. um the morning. But, I took my time with her. Just enjoying the moment. The intimacy of being with her. Skin against skin. Feeling her. Her heartbeats, her breathe, her moans. It was incredible.
The next morning, after we both had our highs , I just turned my face to the other side to not kiss her. For more than I wanted, it wasn't going to be like that. Not this time. I just turned around and got out of bed.
- Hey, where are you going? I closed my eyes because if I looked at her, I would be in bed again and I didn't want that. I just wanted to be a fucking bitch and pay her with the same thing she did to me every time we did this.
- Well, we both finished so... I'm gonna take a shower and then I don't know, probably going out. You know where everything is, just close the door if you leave -. I didn't give her time to say or do something more because I put music and got inside the shower.
When I got out, she wasn't in my bed so I thought she was gone. I took my time to get changed, more like just get myself dry and put a sport bra and some boxers. When I went to the kitchen, I screamed like a mad woman because she was sitting on the kitchen counter, eating my nutella. With one of my boxers and her bra, looking... how can I say it? Being honest, that was an incredible view. She's so... you get my point, but she looked very pissed off. Which I didn't know why. okay, maybe I knew. But come on, she did it too, every single time.
- WHAT THE HELL... -. I screamed and fell against the wall. - I thought you were gone! why are you eating my nutella? Give me that! And why you look mad? I tried to get the thing but she took it away.
- I'm still here and I will keep eating this. And yes! I'm mad because you left me alone in bed-. I looked at her like if she had three heads.
- Like if you care about that...Its mine and you know you can't touch it! Give me... -. She put it away again and pushed me with her foot. - Get your foot off of me and give me my nutella!-. I slapped her foot and grabbed the jar to look inside. - Oh no, oh no.. you didn't... you just ate half of it??! JANA!! She giggled at my antics. - It's just nutella Lucia, don't be such a baby -.
- I'm being serious here, you know what.. just get out! Go away. Already got what you wanted and half of my nutella! Get out! - she furrowed her eyebrows for what I said. - What I wanted? Don't treat me like one of those bitches you fucked with. I'm your bestfriend -. I rolled my eyes. - Yeah, because you didn't treat me like that -. I put the jar of nutella inside of the cabinet. - Excuse me?
- What? Don't play innocent. This was just sex. You know what I'm talking about -. Was that a hurt look in her eyes? I swear I'm seeing things... - I know we are friends, but at least you could have stayed for breakfast or I could have if you invited me. But no. So why is different now huh? What makes you different from those bitches? Absolutely nothing -. I was getting mad. She knew I had this big crush on her, more like in love with her since we were kids, but she never looked at me like that.
- You love me estupida, I'm the girl you are in love with... -. I made a small whimper because that was low punch. - So??? You don't want me like that! Why do you care?! and while you say her name, you have mine in your mind, she's not the one fucking you, I am, but once we are done, you run away. Tell me, is she aware of you? Do you like that huh? Because that's exactly how you make me feel. And I swear, I know you love me too, but you are so stubborn to admit it. But still... here you are in my fucking bed, moaning my fucking name and asking for more. You are just a fucking coward -.
- And you? You are the fucking idiot of the century -. I giggled in a sarcastic way. - No Jana no, I'm not... because even when I fucked you so many times, at least I have the ovaries to tell at your face that I love you. But you? You... -. I sighed. - This is not even worth it. Just leave... like you always do. Just get out, I need a break. I just can't anymore... -.
Tears started to roll down on my cheeks as I walked again to my room but before that I asked something she knew I wouldn't ask.
- Time out...-. She gasped in surprise and tried to get closer to me. - Lu... -. Oh she knew I was being really serious. I closed my eyes and said it louder. - I said time out... -. She tried to touch me but I stepped away. - No, please don't do it, be mad all you want but do not push me away -. Touching my forehead I moved my head and turned around to face her. I grabbed her cheeks and gave her one last kiss. - Don't make it harder Muñeca, I need to move on and I have to let you go. You are the one for me, but I'm not the one for you and that is something I can't resist. So please...just go and give me this time out. You will be fine without me -. She moved her head in denial and with tears in her eyes. - Yes, you will, you are better than me at that. And is just a time out, okay? You know how it is. I love you... don't forget that -. She tried to say something but she didn't. I gave her one last kiss and with that I went to my room. I got myself locked in and didn't get out until I heard the front door of my house being closed.
Later that day, I packed a bag and bought a plane ticket for me and Blake. One way ticket, just to disappear. At least for a few days, weeks. I didn't know how long. But a very needed break.
If you are wondering, yes... I left her a note on my door, just saying I will come back, not sure when, but soon.
- Blake! Let's go girl, time to travel! - taking all my stuff and the dog things, I went to the airport to take a break from everything.