My heart aches for you [COMPLETED]

All is forgiven Pt. 2

You sit there a bit surprised by his request. "Miguel, I can't my boyfr-" he, obviously, cuts you off.

"I thought you were sorry."

"But my boyfriend, he wouldn't be ok with it especially since-"

"You slept in my bed?"

"Yes- no... I mean... don't make it sound like it's something it wasn't!"

"Y/N, I don't see the big deal... you said it yourself. We're friends, and friends have each other's numbers, no?"

"Yeah but my b-"

"Y/N, stop hiding behind him... why does it matter? We'll just be texting. Also if your boyfriend means that much to you, why did you leave the cafe open for 30 extra minutes everyday?"

"Shit." you think to yourself as you're trying to come up with an excuse, but the truth is you had no clue why.

Was it really because you felt bad? Yeah, right? It would be eating at you.

Before you could say anything Miguel interrupts your thoughts. he just never can shut up, huh?

"Does your boyfriend know about your make-out sesh with my hand?"

You feel your face burn up as he called it a "make-out sesh"

"H-He doesn't... no... and it wasn't only your hand!"

Miguel rolls his eyes and takes another sip of his coffee. "You'll have to tell him."

You glared at him. Why was he giving you relationship advice?

Last you checked he didn't have anyone special in his life. "I'll get to it, eventually."

He shrugs as he continues to sip on his coffee. "Y/N"

"What?"

"Why are you with him?"

"What?" You asked. "Why was he asking? What does this have to do with him."

He probably could see the confusion on your face since he started speaking again.

"I mean, you're young, you're beautiful, you have a great head on your shoulders... so why are you with a stoner?"

"Because I love him."

"He stood you up on your 6 month anniversary, how could you love that?"

"You don't know him."

"That's it? That's all you can say? Y/N, I think you should be with someone better. Someone who can protect and provide for you."

You roll your eyes at what he said, Jesus Christ he was old fashioned. "What? Someone like you?"

"Exactly me."

You stood there looking at him. You obviously knew he liked you but you didn't expect him to say it out loud, not like this at least.

"Y/N, you are such a beautiful young woman. You shouldn't be with a guy like him."

"S-Stop calling me that!" You get complimented a lot but for some reason, when Miguel complimented you it made you anxious, uneasy.

He shrugs "I mean, technically you started it. Saying I was 'like a Greek god'? Sound familiar?"

You felt the blood rush to your face as you're reminded of that moment.

'I shouldn't have drunken anything.' You think to yourself and you just stare at the counter.

"Mig-"

"Y-"

You both say each others names at the same time, there is an awkward silence before Miguel cups your left cheek with his right hand causing you to look up at him.

"Y/N..."

He starts to lean in as you climb the counter to reach him.

~Kiss~