⋆ ★ CHAPTER 24

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After making plans with Pedro, I go check on Lili, to see if she is doing alright.

For the past few hours, she has had a really bad headache and im starting to worry about her, so I kept her at my house.

I bend over my couch, to see if she is sleeping before I talk to her, because Lili absolutely hates it when people wake her up.

Luckily, shes awake.

"Soo how ya feeling?" I ask softly.

"Pretty shitty to be honest" she replies with a weak tone in her voice.

"You poor thing... Ill go make you some tea" I sigh.

As I bring her her tea, I realize she probably wont be able to come to Pedros house tonight.

Lili is so sick, I usually never see her like this.

"There you go" I say to Lili as I give her tea. She smiles because green tea is her favourite.

"Lili?" „Yeah?" she replies.
"Would you mind if I go to Pedros tonight? You can stay at my place I just wouldnt be here" I ask nervous.

„Oh, yeah uh of course" Lili says.

„You sure?" I ask.

„Yeah. Dont worry. If anything gets worse, Ill call you"

I feel kind of bad for leaving my best friend alone when she needs me the most.

But at the same time I really wanna see Pedro, I miss him ALOT.

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45 minutes later

Today I decide not to wear alot of makeup, since its just gonna be a casual hangout at Pedros house... At least thats what I assume it will be.

As I get ready, I decide to wear sweatpants with a cropped T-shirt, keeping things pretty casual (and also comfy)

"This isnt too underdressed, is it?" I ask Lili. "Not at all" she replies.

Before I leave to Pedros house, I give Lili a hug and tell her to call me if anything happens.

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25 minutes later (at pedros house)

As I park in Pedros drive way, Im shocked because his house is so nice.

Its a small, yet a very cute villa including a pool and a beautiful garden.

I could totally picture Pedro and I living here together, some day.

I ring his doorbell and he opens the door oddly fast.

"Hey! Finally youre here." Pedro greets me as he leans in to kiss me.

"Yeah... traffic was really bad today" I explain as I step into his beautiful house.

I notice Oscar isnt there, even though Pedro said he would be.

"Wasn't Oscar going to be here too?" I ask curious.

"Yeah about that, he had a last minute meeting" he explains.

"Lilis sick so I guess its just us two tonight" I say smiling. "Guess so" Pedro smirks.

I look around Pedros house... its much better than mine.

Its also really organized and not messy at all - which surprised me.

On a shelf, I see a picture of Pedro and I in a frame.

The picture was taken on the night we started dating. Thats so sweet of him.

"Aww you have a picture of us" I say to him as he wraps his arms around me from behind and my body starts to warm up.

"Thats not all of them" he whispers into my ear as he starts kissing my neck.

"Pedro..." I say softly, trying to tell him to stop. "Mh?" he groans as he continues to kiss me.

I sigh and decide to let him continue, I dont really mind anyways... Hes a good kisser.

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5 minutes later

"Soo, what should we do now?" I ask excited.

"Dunno. Youre the one who always has ideas" Pedro shrugs.

"Hmmm okay. LETS BAKE COOKIES" I suggest.
"Bake cookies, right now?" "Yes."

„But its 8pm-„ before Pedro could continue his sentence, I put my finger over his lips smiling.

"Well, I guess I dont mind baking" he says somewhat ironically.

"Dont worry, by the end of the night youll love it" I explain excited.

„Will I?" Pedro smirks.

I start to gather all of the ingredients in Pedros kitchen as he just watches me from behind, probably making fun of my passion for baking cookies.

After 5 minutes of looking through his giant kitchen, I finally found all of the ingredients needed.

As I turn around to Pedro, I notice him staring at me.

„HEY! Focus on the baking, not on me Mr. Pascal." I insist jokingly.

"Not my fault you look so good in sweatpants" he mumbles as I start to blush.

Before we started making the chocolate chip cookies, I explain Pedro what he has to do.

Based off his reaction, he has probably never baked in his life since he seems pretty confused.

Just as we finally started the baking, I see Pedro doing something completely wrong...

Already. He is such an idiot sometimes....

"PEDRO YOUR SUPPOSED TO MIX THE EGGS WITH THE BROWN SUGAR, NOT WITH THE BUTTER" I explain laughing because he is so goofy.

"Oh..." he replies shocked.

"Here, let me help you..." I mumble as I put my arms around his and stir the (correct) ingredients together.

"Hm maybe baking isnt so bad afterall" Pedro says smiling as he gives me a soft kiss on my cheek.

"See? I knew you would enjoy it" I prove.

Pedro just shrugs his shoulders and continues baking - at least this time he is using the correct ingredients.

While I bake, all I can do is smile because I just love him so much.

Half an hour passes, and our cookies are finally in the oven, now we just have to wait until they are finished.

"Im hungry, how much longer until these cookies are finished" Pedro pouts.

"Do you not have any patience Pedro?" I laugh.

"Nope, not when it comes to food" he replies sarcastically as I shake my head.

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25 minutes later

While Pedro and I watch Television, the oven finally rings, meaning the cookies are finished.

I cant wait for Pedro to try the cookies, they are my own recipe so I am sure he will like them.

„Finally" Pedro says relieved since he can finally eat as we walk into the kitchen full of excitement.

I take the tray of cookies out of the oven and place them on the counter.

"Alright close your eyes" I say to Pedro.

He's sceptical but still decides to shut his eyes as I feed him my very tasty cookie.

"Holy shit these are good..." Pedro says shocked. "I knew you would enjoy them" I grin as Pedro opens his eyes again.

I try one myself, and Pedro wasn't lying when he said the cookies taste good.

They're great - soft and sweet.

„So, what can I snack on next?" Pedro jokes, looking at me the same way he did earlier

"I don't know, you tell me" I tease with a slight grin on my face.

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