Bet | Camilo M.

21: Not them too

*Meanwhile in the casita* 

Carlos POV

"You think it would work?" I asked Mirabel who's sitting on Camilo's bed.

"I mean, you did ask the best seamstress in the town." she says confidently. Placing a hand on her chest and the other on her hip. I rolled my eyes. "What did you do that you asked for my help this time anyway?" 

"Nothing. Just, none of your business." 

"Oh come on, why won't you just tell me?"

"Because you're a snitch just like Mi Hermana, can't keep a goddamn secret to yourself." I crossed my arms. She looked at me offended. "What? don't tell me it's not true."

"Well, it is true, but that doesn't ignore the fact that you've been trying to hide something from me. I thought I was your favorite cousin." she crosses her arms and looked away.

"First of all, I only said that because I needed your help in the first place."

"Yeah, but I'm still offended." 

"Tch, not like I care. Go drown yourself in the river or something." I scoffed.

I looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It's almost 6pm, I'm sure Camilo had spent all the time he needed with her. I just hope he did exactly what I asked him to do or else I'll beat the shit out of him again. But more painful this time. 

I walked back and forth looking at the floor then the door swung open and I saw Camilo with a wide smile on his face. "Someone looks happy." Mirabel says as we watch him throw himself on his bed.

I walked up to him. "Well?" I spoke, waiting for him to say anything. 

"Well what?" he asks. I grab the closest pillow next to me and throw it right at his face. "I was talking about the gift I asked you to give her, dumbass." 

He shoved the pillow away from his face. "Next time at least try be more specific!" he throws the pillow back at me. I raised my hand to throw it back but I was interrupted by Mirabel.

"Will you two quit it?!" she shouted. I used all my force and threw the pillow at Camilo for the last time and he ended up falling all over the floor on the other side of the bed. He stood up and glared at me. I chuckled evily as I looked at his annoyed face.

"Ugh, idiots." she walks out and slammed the door behind her. We looked at each other and both let out a chuckle. 

Y/n's POV

I was staring at the ceiling blankly, holding the butterfly plushie placed on my chest. Thinking of how I ended up in this situation. Ever since those two came in to my life all they do was to make me confused about my feelings.

Do I like one of them? was it Camilo or was it Carlos? Do I even know what love is anymore?

I can say myself that I was starting to like Camilo. His corny jokes, flirty lines, his smirk, his smug grin, his eyes, hair, freckles, hugs, scent, his soft lips, everything about him. 

Carlos on the other hand, is more of a lowkey romantic guy. He can be seen as a cold, self-absorbed, emo guy but he can be sweet too, although he's not so good at showing his feelings. 

I heave a sigh and shut my eyes close. Overthinking won't do anything. I rolled over, hugging the blanket. Camilo's scent was still on it, a smile formed on my lips. My room was a bit dark but I could feel my cheeks burning. 

I was smiling like an idiot but then the lights flicked open, ruining the moment. I sat up to see Cleo with a teasing smile, his eyes looking at the plushie on my hand and then at me. 

Oh no, not this idiot again.

"Don't you know how to knock?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"There's no knocking in this household. Come on, dinner's ready." he left with the door open. I rolled my eyes and groaned annoyed. I put the plushie aside and went out downstairs to the dinner table.

There, I saw them waiting, dad tapped the chair on his side gesturing me to sit beside him. "Are you alright now Mi Vida? I'm sorry I wasn't here earlier I got busy."

"Pa, It's fine. I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me." I smiled and he nods his head. 

"Of course, Camilo was here." Cleo uttered giving me a side glance. I nudged him by the shoulder.

"Oh, are you two dating?" 

"Wha-- no, no, you got it wrong Pa. I--we-- aren't dating. He was just here to visit. " I forced a smile and he nods his head but I knew he wasn't listening to everything I said. 

"Sure. But y/n if ever you end up dating I have a request." he says seriously. I stopped from munching my food and looked at him.

"What is it?" I asked curiously.

He looked at mom and then smiled. I have a bad feeling about this. "Me and your mother would like to have five--no--three grandchildren from you." I choked on my water.

What the-- not them too.

 "I'm literally FIFTEEN!! why are you guys telling me this right now?!" I furrowed my eyebrows. Gosh, I think I'm getting sick again. "You guys need to calm down, jeez." I continued to eat my food aggressively.