Distance,
It was 8 pm, Isabella and Miguel both laid on the bed, looking at the now-clean room, Miguel looked over to Isabella, staying silent as he grabbed her hand, lacing their fingers together, starting to draw circles with his thumb, on top of her hand. "Are you okay?" Miguel questioned, letting the silence start to roam around again, Isabella only humming in response. "Isa, use your words, are you okay?" Miguel said, questioning again, knowing she wasn't okay, but he wanted her to say that so he could somewhat know how to help. "I'm just, frustrated, if that makes sense. And a little annoyed and sad." Isabella chuckled pathetically, frowning a bit.
Miguel looked over at her, giving her a saddened look, "I wanted to comment on the person's post... but I wanted to know if you'd be okay with that." Miguel mumbled, fiddling with the hem of Isabella's shirt, Isabella looks over, thinking before shaking her head softly. "We should ignore it, they obviously don't know us, or what we are, so why should we have to explain ourselves to people who didn't want to listen in the first place? We should be given privacy, but we weren't." Isabella insisted, looking over to Miguel with stern-like eyes.
He nods, understanding what she was trying to say. "And... what are we?" Miguel questioned, changing the subject so they could ignore the sadness that had passed. Isabella looked over at him nervously, biting her lip softly, trying to think of a way to get out of this situation. Miguel looked at her, smiling softly, admiring her features, "I don't know." Isabella stressed, sighing loudly, moving her body to face him. Miguel let out a breath laugh, smiling at her sudden nervousness.
"What would you want to be?" Isabella asked suddenly, having some sort of confidence, knowing she did like him, she always has. She lays there, watching Miguel look over to her quickly, smiling at her sudden question. He leans over, pecking her lips before pulling away, "Does that answer your question?" He asks, grinning widely. Isabella smiles, shaking her head. "Nope." She says, biting back another smile. "Well... I don't know about you, but not all friends kiss each other, Isa." Miguel laughs, quietly observing Isabella's cheeks redden slightly.
"So... what does that mean?" Isabella asks, earning a groan from Miguel, "God! Isa, I want to be your boyfriend!" Miguel stressed, laughing as he covered his red face with embarrassment and nervousness. Isabella looked at him as the room went silent, cackling at his reaction. "Then, be my boyfriend." Isabella smiled, looking at Miguel peek out, looking over at Isabella's face. "What?" He asks, looking at her, moving his hands away from his face.
This makes Isabella smile, "Miguel, can I be your girlfriend?" She questions, looking at him with admiration showing in her eyes, Miguel looks at her with widened eyes, smiling before nodding quickly. "I was going to ask you, but yes. Of course, I would love for you to be my girlfriend, Isabella." Miguel grinned, cupping Isabella's face and kissing her cheeks. "Are you sure? Because you seemed really nervous and wouldn't say anything..." Isabella giggled, looking at Miguel.
"Says the one who was nervous when we first started this conversation." Miguel joked, smiling widely, Isabella sighed, looking over at Miguel. "Woah, I can't believe I'm your girlfriend." Isabella said in a breathy tone. "I can't believe I'm your boyfriend." Miguel mumbled, using the same tone. Isabella looked over at him, laying her head on his chest as the room started to quiet down, letting them both start to relax, breathing softly.
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Veronica moves her ear away from the door, smiling to herself as she walked away, walking into her room, and searching for the object. Although Isabella and Veronica weren't crazy close, Veronica was still so excited and happy for her little sister. Especially because Isabella had been in love with Miguel since she was in fifth grade. Yet, Veronica always knew those feelings were reciprocated, it was quite obvious, any outsider looking in, could see that they were both in love, even at the time when they didn't know what love was, they've always been in love.
Which is why, the first letter written by Isabella, to Miguel, was a love letter, which is also why she didn't want to show him, because she couldn't risk saving it or sending it to him at any time, especially since she didn't want to risk their strong friendship. It all started with distance, yet ended with close proximity.
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we have a few more chapters to go, wow.
omg wow!
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but i have AN AMAZING IDEA THAT I GOT, for another book, because why not. and it'll probably be posted after this book is fully published, but i may give a little tease at the end of this book. 🙏
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𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, Miguel Cazarez Mora
FanfictionWHEN, two meet from being neighbors their whole life, and the boy next door, leaves to film his upcoming movie; The Black Phone. He leaves for a year, being gone but finally coming back. Except, when he gets back, he's distant... maybe he forgot a...
