miguel cazarez mora x y/n

Chapter Two

I got up the next morning pretty early, I was thinking about Miguel all night and I couldn't sleep. I got ready as fast as I could, and went to the set. My makeup artist was doing my makeup and I was on my phone. All of a sudden I got a text from Miguel. 

jesus what time do you wake up lmfao

I replied with, 

sorry, did i wake you up? 

more like kept me awake since last night, oh btw what were you maddy and becca talking abt last night, after everyone went to bed

you were all talking so loud we could hear you through the walls

Oh shit. Did he hear our conversation? About how Miguel and I should date?

I quickly replied,

nothing important just stupid shit lol

I sighed and turned my phone off. I was so screwed. It wasn't that I didn't like Miguel, or found him unattractive (oh my lord, was he fine), but I had to hide it. I had no choice to. It would be really awkward if everyone found out how I actually felt about him, and it would ruin the friendship and bond that we have created. I decided to ignore it and focus on acting.

Miguel wasn't filming that day, so that was a thought that helped me calm down. I had scenes with Mason and Maddy, so I went and started those once my makeup artist was done. When we took a break for lunch, we went into a room where the food was. There was pizza, wings, chips, everything. But what made me lose my appetite was the one person that I thought was not going to be here. The one person that I hoped wouldn't be there. Miguel.

I tried to keep my head down, so he wouldn't notice, but unfortunately he saw me the first thing I walked into that room. He smiled his awfully cute smile and yelled across the room, "Hey! Y/n!" I sighed and walked toward him. "Hey do you wanna sit with me and Brady?" he said. This seems like an easy decision. Maybe for you. Not for me. If I didn't want to get a bigger crush on him, there was only one other option. To distance myself from him as far as possible. After thinking about it I replied, "Sorry, Mikey, I told Maddy I would sit with her." He said, "No worries, there's always next time." I walked away with him sighing of relief, but also with a small bit of sadness.

Maddy saw me sitting down in the chair next to her and rolled her eyes at me. I said, "What?" Maddy blinked at me and goes, "Okay, girl, you did NOT just do that." I sat there confused. "Do what?" Maddy sighed and said, "He just asked you to sit with him. And you said NO?! He's obviously into you. I don't understand your game plan here." "Okay, no. There is no game plan because I am not into him, and I don't care if he's into me." (I did care. I cared a LOT.) I continued, "And I chose not to sit with him to sit with you, so that's saying a lot." Maddy laughed and said, "Thank you for your service." A minute passed in silence. Maddy turned to me and said, "But I mean he just ASKED you to s-" "Not. Another. Word." I shot back.

I finished up work and everyone went back to the hotel room. I got changed into comfy clothes and went into the kitchen to grab water. I saw Brady, Jordan, Spencer and Mason talking. Guess who was there too. Miguel. Of course. I tried to ignore them and try not to be noticed by them and again, it didn't work. Miguel said, "Hey, y/n, wanna hang out with us?" Shit. Come up with an excuse on the spot. "Oh, um, sorry I have a lit paper I need to write for class. Next time?" I mumbled. His smile faded a little. "Yeah. Next time..." he said, turning away.

As I walked back into my room I could feel tears stinging at my eyes. I wanted Miguel, but then again, I had a mindset where I couldn't have him. Where it felt wrong to have him. So that made me distance myself from him as far away as possible. God, I am such an asshole. I sat down and began to write my essay.

I woke up a few hours later. Shit. I fell asleep halfway through writing my paper. I checked the time. It was 2 AM. I turned of my macbook and got into bed. I kept thinking about how awfully I've been treating Mikey. He doesn't deserve this. He deserves the whole world, and that's the minimum. I have been such an asshole to him. I feel like I should apologize, but then again, I feel like I shouldn't. I tried to ignore the thoughts and to go to bed. I ended up crying myself to sleep that night thinking about Miguel.