Chapter 16

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Slight TW: SA?
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I was laying in my bed, reading a book. Not just any book tho. It was the one that Carlos looked at. It was late, and I was getting tired.

"I should sleep." I muttered to myself.

I put my book back on the shelf, and tucked myself in bed. I was dozing off, before being disturbed by a knock. I groaned in annoyance, as I got up to open my door, but noone was there.

"Hm?" I looked around in confusion, and jumped when I someone outside of my window. I sighed in relief when I realized, it was Max. What was he doing here so late tho?

Max and I had been dating for a week. I still wasn't even sure if I actually liked him, or if I dated him as a distraction. Maybe it was both. We hadn't even kissed yet, so maybe it wasn't that much of a serious relationship for both of us.

I opened the window, and helped him inside. He was giggling.

"You should've seen your face when you realized, that there was someone outside your window!"

I tried to contain my laughter, and covered his mouth with my hand.

"Shhh!! The others are sleeping!" I said, and giggled quietly.

"My bad, chiquita." My eyes widened at the nickname. I felt my cheeks get hot, and looked away in embarrassment.

I heard him chuckle, and felt his warm hand on my cheek, as he made me face him.

"You're so cute."

We made eye contact. His hair, again covering his eyes slightly. It always did, but I thought it suited him.

He grabbed my waist with his other hand, and moved closer to my face. I didn't know if I was ready for this. Before I could think further into it, I felt his lips on mine.

He was very gentle. His lips felt soft and smooth. He lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, without pulling away from the kiss. Maybe it wasn't so bad afterall.

He started being less gentle, and pinned me to a wall.
I started feeling less comfortable, and slowly pulled away.

"Maybe it's too early for us to, you know... do this..." I said nervously.

"You mean making out? I don't see a problem with it." He said teasingly, and smirked, as he continued kissing me. I didn't like this at all.

But if that wasn't enough, he put me on the bed, and looked at me with a look, I didn't like. I was scared. Really scared.

He slowly tried to take off my shirt. I didn't wanna do anything dirty with him!

"M-Max I don't wanna do this.." My voice was shaking.

"Come on, amorcito, we both know that we want this." He still had that annoying teasing voice. I felt myself struggling to breathe. He threw my shirt away, and carried on with his game. My heart started racing. It wasn't until I started crying, that he stopped. The look in his eyes, turned into worry.

"Amor, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable!" I couldn't answer him. I couldn't look at him.

"Y/n please..." His voice started to irritate me.
"Talk to me..." Would he just shut up?!

"You want me to talk?! You're a creep!" I started.
"I gave you signs, that I wasn't comfortable at all, and you just carried on, like it was nothing!" I choked on my words.

"I'm so-"
"Get out!"

CARLOS' POV:
"Oh, he's done for." I tried to get a better view, of what was happening with that boy, and Y/n. I think his name was Max.

"Hold up, are they making out?!" Camilo said curiously, with a hint of anger.

"Shh! They might hear you, jackass." I rolled my eyes, and continued looking from Y/n's window. I was filled with disgust. He was touching the girl, that was supposed to be mine.

As I was watching them, I started imagining, it was me instead of that stupid boy. Feeling Y/n's lips on mine again. Her, wrapping her legs around my waist. Pinning her to the wall. Her being mine. Before I knew it, I was zoning out.

"Carlos, he's trying to do something way worse, than making out with her..." I heard Camilo say.

I started focusing again, and looked at Max, throwing her on the bed, trying to take off her shirt.

"Oh fuck no." I was about to open the window, but felt Camilo's hand stopping me.

"Do you want us to get exposed or something?" I looked at him. He was right.

"That fucking idiot is-"
I was cut off by faint sobs. Camilo and I looked at eachother, and then through the window. Y/n was clearly feeling uncomfortable due Max' actions.

"Get out!" we heard her shout at him.

"Shit, we gotta hide.." I said.
Camilo and I hid on the other side of the house.

We heard footsteps leaving the house, and a voice saying,

"I'll get what I want next time."
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SURPRISE Y'ALLLL, IMA WRITE THIS STORY FROM CARLOS' AND CAMILO'S POVS TOO🤭
I HOPE Y'ALL ARE ENJOYING THE STORY SO FAR!
-A/N

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