Feelings

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I woke up once again, just like I had been everyday. I went outside, ate breakfast, and did my daily chores. I walked downstairs and was welcomed by the delicious smell of Julieta's cooking. She handed me an arepa and I accepted it.

All my stress was gone once again, those arepas do wonders. I sat in my usual spot, across Camilo and next to Micheal.

"Visit me later Y/n?"

I nodded slowly at him and after breakfast I washed up and headed to our spot.

I waited, and he wasn't there so I went back to the Casita.

Then I saw him there, playing with a flower.

"Hi Micheal!"

He waved, being silent.

"Okay.. well I didn't tell Camilo but I will soon! I really love him so much and I just wish he could notice me."

He blushed and then turned back but stayed silent.

"Alright then? I'm gonna go..."

I walked back to the main hall to see Micheal helping Abuela plant flowers. I looked back upstairs and back at him.

"Micheal, how do you move so fast?"

He looked at me as if I was a psychopath.

"I've been here the whole day Y/n,"

I gasped slowly. Had I just exposed myself to Camilo? I left and tried to avoid Camilo's daily route all day.

When I saw him, I noticed him looking at me but I always ignored it and looked away. I could tell he was hurt but I didn't know if it was for me ignoring him or for me hiding my feelings.

I was walking back to the Casita when a pair of hands twirled me around. It was Camilo. He locked eyes with mine.

"What's wrong Y/n?"

Those words went through my brain so fast I couldn't comprehend them. I sighed.

"Camilo... I think you know,"

He lent down to my ear.

"And I think you should tell me it yourself, my love."

My cheeks turned red and he backed up, waiting for me to say something. I was frozen from his nickname he had given and red aswell.

"Okay Camilo, it's the truth. I really really like you but you like Maya and you guys were dating and-"

"Camilo?!"

I looked to see Maya, she was so angry. With a fast pace she grabbed Camilo's arm and dragged him away. He smiled at me with sympathy but couldn't escape from Maya's tug.

I headed back to the Casita alone, tears rolled down my face. I ignored everything and everyone coming up to me and just ran up to my room.

I sat in my bed and cried.

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It had been days since I saw Camilo. The latest gossip was that She made him stay with her. I chose to ignore it and realize they both were in love and he wasn't right for me.

Even though the stab in my heart stayed throughout the week I ignored it and chose not to think about Camilo.

His smile, his eyes, his touch, they all burned in my heart. I knew someday they would be together and I would be the third wheel trying to ruin it.

"Y/n?"

I looked up to see Micheal, with a sympathetic look. He grabbed my hand.

"I know it probably isn't the best time.. but someone wanted to see you."

I stayed quiet as he moved back. I then saw Camilo. Out of my body something made me jump and hug him. He slowly wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head.

I wanted to stay in his touch forever but I knew it wouldn't last. He hugged me tighter and I hoped it would stay like this forever.

"Y/n," He said, getting out of the hug. "I missed you so so much,"

"Oh you idiot think about how much I missed you!"

I hugged him again. Micheal stood there and he was cheering.

It was getting dark so I went back to the Casita but I felt a warm hand touch mine.

"Come to my room?" Camilo asks, and he nods.

He gets in bed with a book and I stand there.

"You know you can come in right?"
I go by him as he reads. I pull out a book too. He holds my hand as we both read together.

"Want to hang out with me tommorow?"

"Sure," I said, with a smile. I finished reading but my eyes grew heavy. I walked out of Camilo's room and waved. He was on the phone while I left so he waved.

I went downstairs to get a cookie and went back up to my room. I hugged my pillow with smiles and screamed inside.

Did Camilo acknowledge my feelings? Or did he just feel bad for me? I didn't know what would happen tommorow but I hoped it would be good.

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