Bet | Camilo M.

30: Alano

Y/n's POV

I woke up to someone snoring beside me. I rubbed my eyes with my hand and tried to stand up but failed when a pair of arms was being wrapped around my waist. I look up to see Camilo still deeply asleep.

I tried to move a bit to change my position but I froze on my spot when his hands traveled down to my inner thigh. My breath hitched and my heartbeat was out of control. Does he even know what he was doing?

I don't wanna wake him up but I don't wanna die early in the morning either. 

My face gone red as a tomato when his hand moved to my lower abdomen and his other hand to my boob. I swear if he's fake sleeping, I'm gonna kick his ass out of my house. 

"Cami," I spoke while gently shaking him. No response. "Camilo." still no response. I huffed and cleared my throat. "CAMILO FUCKIN' MADRIGAL!!!" I shouted.

"Ai Madrigal!" he exclaimed. "What? what happened? Is there a cockroach in the bed??" his head move here and there, eyes slightly opened. 

"Nope, just a cock." he looked at me with furrowed eyebrows. I pointed my eyes on his hand and he quickly pulled back his hand. "Sorry." 

He sat up and covered his face with his hands. "This is embarrassing," he mumbled. "Tell me, what else did I do when I was asleep?" he gave me a side glance and I saw his face turned red. 

I chuckled at his cuteness and shook my head. "Nothing else, just your hands roaming around. " 

"Oh god, I'm really sorry hermosa. It's okay if you want to slap me or anything." 

"Why would I do that?"

"Because I did something a jerk-ass would do." he covered his face with a pillow.

"Oh, but if that jerk would be you I don't mind it at all." I JOKINGLY (if that's even a word) said. 

"So you like it?" he removes the pillow on his face and a smug grin plastered on his face.

"Wait--I didn't say anything like that. I mean, it's fine if were already grown up and at the right age. But please keep your hands to yourself for now." 

"What if I don't?" he asked, now he was smirking.

I gave him a deadpan look. "Then I would dump you and marry Carlos instead, if that would satisfy you." I crossed my arms and his smirk turned to a panic.

"No, please, I promise you I would never do that again" he says with a pleading look on his face. I rub a finger on my chin. "Hmm, let me think about it." I teased. 

"Aw, stop teasing me like that or else." 

"Or else what? what are you gonna do? tell your mama?" 

He frowned. "I'll pin you down on bed again."

"Fine, make me." I raised an eyebrow, I have other plans in mind.

"You asked for it." he says and then attempted to jump on me but I quickly dodged and he landed face first on the floor with a loud thud. "Ow!"

"Hmph, you're too weak señor Madrigal. To think I would just let you do that for the second time." I laughed mockingly. 

He sat up and put both hands on his hips. "You're being a such a bad girl day by day. You'll see, one day you'll beg for my mercy." 

"And then what? tie me on the bed? too predictable." I scoffed.

"Why do that when I can just do this." he says and with a speed of lightning he began tickling my sides. I laughed uncontrollably as I tried to escape by moving from side to side but he wasn't quick to let go.

"Cami--please stop--I-I can't breathe-" I said in between laughter. 

"Beg for it." he says. I couldn't even respond properly, my laughter filled the room. My hand tried to stop him but then I accidentally kicked him on his private part. 

He groaned in pain. "Cami! oh god, I'm so sorry-- It was an accident."  he groaned and bit his lower lip. "Looks like I won't be having children after all." he says. I smacked his head.

"You seriously can't be joking at this situation!" I scolded and put both hands on my hips.

What am I gonna do with this guy?

(A/N: time skip because my lazy ass said so.)

We went downstairs to see mom and dad preparing breakfast, abuela was talking to Ines but her eyes averted to me then I remembered what happened last night. 

I frowned and ignored her stares. I grabbed Camilo with me and helped dad and mom on preparing the food. "Good morning mi vida, how's your sleep?" mom asks as she kisses my forehead. Camilo went to help that with the plates. 

"It was fine." I said shortly. 

"I went up last night but you were already asleep so I asked Camilo instead. He said you were crying but he handled it pretty well." 

"Hmm, I'm thankful Cami was here." I looked at Camilo and he gave me a sweet smile. My eyes went back to mom, giving me another teasing look. I rolled my eyes and continued on what I was doing. 

Breakfast was all silent, thankfully. Abuela seemed very quiet too, maybe she was still thinking about last night. I shrug off my thoughts and gathered my attention back on my food. 

After the awkwardly silent breakfast, abuela went off and said her goodbye not even giving a damn about me. She was all Ines here Ines there, not like I care. She could've just brought Ines with her. 

I heavy sigh escaped my mouth as I continued walking to buy some bread and fruits mom asked me to. Camilo wasn't with me 'cause he has to go back home and do his chores. 

After buying the stuff mom told me, I went back home grunting, I was having a hard time holding a bag and a basket. I didn't notice where I was walking until I bumped into someone. The fruits fell to the ground but thankfully the bread was totally fine. 

"I'm sorry, here, let me help you." I look to the person I bumped into and saw it was a boy just the same age as mine. He had a medium length curly hair that is tied up in a low ponytail. "Why is a beautiful lady like you carrying all this stuff on your own?" he asks.

I flinched as I was looking at him. "I-my mom asked me." he nods his head. "Are you new here?"

"Oh, uhm yes. The name's Alano Trinidad, but you can call me Al." he picks up the basket with the fruits. "You have such beautiful pinkish lips." he says as he held my chin. "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or anything. You like boys?" I just simply nod my head. "Well, we do have something in common."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "You-- like boys too?" 

"Uh, yeah. Just look at that guy. He's been staring at us, don't you think he's hot?" he pointed at someone and that someone was no other than Camilo. Shit. I can see his eyebrows furrowed, good, now he's mad. 

But he still looked hot though. Al wasn't wrong.

I averted my eyes to Al who's now staring at me. An idea came up my mind. I gestured him to come closer. "He's actually my boyfriend." I whispered. He made an 'oh' sound. "I'm sorry I didn't know. You have good taste by the way." he compliments. 

"Oh, thanks," I chuckled awkwardly. "Can I ask you a favor though?" 

"Yeah, sure. You're my first bestie here, just tell me what you want." he puts down the basket and fixes his hair. I looked over to Camilo and he had the same look on his face but he was heading our way this time. 

"Okay, just pretend you're flirting with me. Call me crazy but I really like seeing him mad." he chuckled and nodded his head. "Sure, just don't let him pull out my hair. I've waited months for it to grow." we both laughed.

He's gonna kill me after this.