Cloe Marín
"What do you mean you're spending two days in Rome with Harry?!" Bianca says through the phone, a bit louder than what I wanted.
"I told you they were having sex." I can hear Shannon speaking to Bianca in the distance.
"We're not-" I begin but my Nana cuts me off this time.
"Honey, I am so glad you finally have a boyfriend, I am so happy for you." Nana replies and I sigh, knowing Bianca has heard it all.
"Boyfriend?!" She exclaims, making me part the phone from my ear as I pace around Nana's apartment.
I huff a big breath, "I told you, all three of you," I point at Nana, and then my phone, "That it is not like a boyfriend-girlfriend thing!"
"Then why are you spending two days together, alone." Nana replies.
Bianca interferes through the phone, "That's damn right!"
"Well, I don't know!" I choose to leave it alone as if it is nothing so they stop teasing me about it.
Bianca sighs, but I can feel the smirk on her face, "And, by the way, how come you didn't tell us about this until the very day?" God, sometimes I wish she wouldn't be this talkative.
I am nervous, I am acting like this nerves thing is just because of Harry for Nana and my friends, but it is definitely not. I am scared shitless, and, like usual, I project my anxiety on my intestines, as nasty as it sounds. But it's true, my stomach hurt as hell when I am anxious.
Adding to the fact that I am seeing my parents, I am also spending a weekend with Harry. He has booked a hotel room, and we know we don't get along with that. Kidding.
But since I realized I was falling for him, I cannot see him the same way. Everytime I am with him, I am like a little kid learning how to walk, and I hate it.
Right now, I am pacing around in my Nana's living room, since I had to leave my cats here. My luggage is also here, and I have no idea if Harry is driving or what, but I can tell, I am not driving for sure. With these nerves, I would drive us off a cliff.
Ding dong.
"He's here!" Nana exclaims as I jump at the sound.
"Alright, gotta go," I speak into the phone. "Love you."
"Be careful! Use protection!" She says but I hung up quickly with a chuckle.
When I turn around to the door, I see him standing in the front door, a smile on his face as he talks with my grandmother. My heart skips a beat as I watch him, always making everything so natural, and so domestic. Anyone would fall for him just by looking.
I say bye to my two little cats, promising I will see them as soon as possible. Then, I walk over to the door. Like usual, I give Nana a kiss goodbye, but today, I needed to hug her tightly.
She has no idea of the real reasoning behind this trip, and she will never know. I am getting my closure and getting back here in a piece. "Love you, Nans, take care." I say in her ear.
"Y yo a ti, ten cuidado. Se me hace tan difícil dejarte ir, aunque sean dos días." She replies to me in Spanish. "No hagas nada que yo no haría."
"I won't." I smile, if only she knew.
And with that, I get out of the apartment, luggage in hand as I greet Harry good morning, receiving a smile back, one that I could kiss. But I don't. Instead, I follow him outside.
As we walk, I take a second to check his outfit out, I always really like his outfits, "Are you wearing a Mickey Mouse shirt?"
"Yep." He keeps it shortly. I smile, I really like the t-shirt.
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