ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ᴀ sʜᴏᴛ. (ᴄᴀᴍɪʟᴏ ᴍ.)

09

A week passed since that chaotic dinner night at the madrigals, it's also been a week since Camilo received the friendly kiss when he walked you home.

It's been a long week.

Yet, the Madrigals grandkids wouldn't stop coming over to your small house just to see you.

It was as if they haven't seen you go out for the whole week that's why they have to go to your house instead.

Dolores, Isabella, Mirabel and Camilo are standing in front of your door- bedroom door.

"Ooh, welcome! Come in, come in." Your mother ushered them all inside.

The four of them didn't waste any time to go inside, afraid that your mother might change her mind if they didn't.

"My daughter's upstairs. She stayed up late for some reason, wake her up and force her out of her room. She wouldn't go out unless she has to cook, eat, clean and go to the bathroom. She might as well live inside that small room." Your mom joked.

Although, the four of them knew that it's all truth. Considering that you're only go down to open the door for them when they come over to for you.

"I need to go now, hijas and hijo! Make sure to not stay out until dark!" They watch your mom scurried out of the house with a smile.

Dolores squeaked when she heard your audible groan from the other side of the door, she waved her hand and gave the signal to knock.

Almost immediately, Mirabel knocked on your bedroom door.

"N/n? Can you open the door please?" Isabella asked, knowing full well that you are awake now.

Camilo shifted into Antonio, Dolores, you and back to him out of nervous, his nerves wouldn't calm down at all even though this is the 8th time he came over.

He jolted from his spot when your bedroom door got slammed open and it revealed your messy, staggering and sleepy form.

Camilo had to pinch himself to stop himself from shifting to other people because of how rare the sight in front of him.

"Oh, dear. How much sleep did you get?" Dolores squeaked out as she pushed you farther inside your room.

You grumbled, blinking to keep yourself awake and lifted your hand to count.

Isabella and Mirabel made themselves comfortable on your still messy bed but they don't seem to think too much of it.

Camilo seated himself on the floor, just next to your bed.

The three of them watched as Dolores fix your attire and your hair whilst you struggle to count the hours of sleep that you get.

Overall, the sight was funny for them.

"Ah!" The four of them jumped at the sudden raise of your voice.

Your face brightened up and you turned your head to face Dolores, "I got 3 hours of sleep!"

The achievement of you finally to have the count of your sleep seemingly made you happy.

The Madrigals shared a funny look to each other before they burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" You asked with furrowed brows which made them laugh harder.

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"I swear, Mariano wouldn't stop serenading me at the middle of the night!" Dolores yelled with a hushed tone.

The statement of the second oldest made you giggle, heck, even Camilo let out a soft and kind of mocking laugh.

Isabella and Mirabel only shared a knowing smile before they nudge Dolores who sat between them.

"You should just accept his proposal." Mirabel suggested.

"Yeah, you already turned down his 10th proposals for the past few weeks, Dol." You piped in.

Dolores hummed and shrugged her shoulders, "He need to stop bringing up the topic of getting married, we're still young, aren't we?"

"How is 21 still young? You're already old." Camilo said nonchalantly which earned him a painful kick in the knee by Dolores.

"Ow! What was that for?" The boy rubbed the sore spot and you only laughed.

"It's rude to bring up a woman's age, Camilo. Don't you ever do that to your future wife, okay?" You said with a grin.

Camilo can see the teasing gaze that was thrown at his way from behind you. His primas and hermana wouldn't let him have a peaceful life in the Casita once they got back from your house.

"I- uhh, won't get married anytime soon." Camilo coughed out.

"Why not?" Dolores asked, stealing the words from your mouth.

The boy physically deflated and it made the three of them snickered at his pitiful state.

They knew about his like towards you, that's why they wouldn't miss the chance to tease the heck out of him when you're around.

Realizing that he hasn't answered yet and that you were waiting for the answer, he gathered up the courage and clenched his fists.

"I don't think that she likes me yet.." The boy said which made the four of you stare at him with wide eyes.

You were shock because who wouldn't like a Madrigal? And mostly his primas stared at him with shock because of how bold he got.

"She's beautiful, you know? She's kind, she's sweet and she has this angelic smile, everyone likes her that's why I don't know if she like me, maybe she does like me, but not that way." The boy confessed.

He knew that you don't know who's he talking about that's the reason why he was so confident to let out his feeling like that.

Isabella cleared her throat, "Mi primo, why don't you try confessing to her?"

I can't confess, not when I know that she doesn't see me that way. Camilo thought bitterly.

"Or why don't you try talking to her until she got to know you?" Mirabel chimed in.

I do talk to her.. But that's only when I'm with you guys because I can't talk without messing up my words when I'm alone with her.

"Have you tried to give her gifts?" Dolores asked with a hushed voice.

I did leave her a note before.. But I don't know if she saw that, my handwriting was slightly unreadable because Abuela had to ask me to do something at the last minute.

"Did you at least try to make time for her? Even if you're feeling nervous?" Your question made him want to get swallowed by the floor.

I tried so many times, yet, I can't get enough courage to talk to you. Alone. I did got some guts last week, but after that.. Nothing.

The three female Madrigals shot Camilo a pitiful look, they knew about it.

They knew who she is. They knew that they can't say a word about his feelings, they're not that low to embarrass their bloodrelated boy.

But seeing you look at him with furrowed brows, confusion and anticipation with your eyes, made them want to tell you who she is.

And the fact that the girl he like is in front of him, asking him questions that he cannot answer, made him feel so weak. So.. Pathetic.

What can he do? His heart cannot take the pressure of your presence, he just wished that you'll end up liking him, just a little bit even if his efforts were futile until the end.