mi hermoso prince peso pluma

the hangout

"sure," I responded. "okay good... because i'm already at your house," he responded. "WHAT!"i exclaimed out loud on accident i didn't even give him my address. holy shit. he is here. i look TERRIBLE. and my room is not even clean. as soon as i started throwing on makeup. i heard a familiar voice. "you look gorgeous with or without makeup you know," "h- holy shit." i stumbled. "h- how long have u been standing there?" i asked. "long enough," he replied. "who let you in?" i asked him genuinely curious. "the boy downstairs, he had on a nike hoodie i think," he said. my brother jose, i thought we all called him nacho tho. "oh! that was my brother, nacho," i said. "how many siblings do you have anyway?" peso asked. "8 in total, hector is the oldest and vicki is the youngest," just as i was in the middle of telling him about hector, vicki barged into my room. "ELENAAAAA WHERES THE NUTEL- who the heck is- OH MY GOD IS THAT PES-" "yes vicki it is now GET OUT," "WHY IS HE HERE??" she said as i was shutting the door as she was pressing on it. "sorry about that," i said that smirk i loved already crossing his face."what??" i asked. "so your little sister likes me i see," the smirk still on his face. " she dosen't just like you she LOVES you," i replied. "come here," he said moving over on my bed. "but peso i'm not ready, i look so bad. "i don't care hermosa. your beautiful no matter what," he said in that raspy voice i love.  "alright," i said as i walked over to the bed.