mine. (O. Dìaz x reader)

17

"Jesus. Stop fucking dragging me places Oscar." I say to him and pull my hand away as soon as we get into the house.

"What do I have to do to make you like me?" He asks.

"What?" I chuckle.

"You went out with Wyatt because you thought he was cute. Do you not think I'm cute? Or what?" He asks.

I furrow my eyebrows and stare at him.

"You know, for a big, strong gangster, you're looking real venerable right now." I raise an eyebrow.

He furrows his eyebrows and frowns.

"Oscar. You initiated my brother in a gang."

"Wyatt is in that same gang, Y/N!" He tells me.

Perhaps I am being a little hypocritical.

"Okay. Well. Yeah. I don't know what to say to that." I tell him.

"Go home Oscar."

"Y/n. Just give me a chance hyna. I'll do you right." He says.

"I honestly do not know what to say to you, Oscar."

He steps closer to me. "I'll treat you right."

I don't move away. I'm not sure why. I can feel my heartbeat getting faster.

"Please. I want you." He tells me.

"Oscar..." I whisper.

He puts his hands on my neck. What's happening? I furrow my eyebrows but let him pull my face closer to his. What?

I lick my lips and let him connect his to mine. Help? No. I wrap my arms around his neck and bring our bodies closer.

He backs me up onto the couch, sitting on it and pulling me onto his lap. I sigh, sinking into him.

I pull away, breathless, "Oscar-" I say quietly.

"You're mine." He tells me, moving his mouth to my jaw.

"Oscar." I sigh, leaning into him, trying to have our bodies impossibly closer.

He moves his mouth down my neck, his hands on my waist and moving to cup my ass.

"You're mine." He repeats, kissing the top of my boobs that's showing from my low-cut shirt.

"Y/n! Baby, where are you? Are you here?" My mother opens the door.

I pull away from Oscar and walk to the kitchen, grabbing a cup and pouring water into it, leaning against the counter.

"Ah! There you are." My mother smiles, looking at me.

"Oh, Oscar, you are here too?" She asks, spotting him on the couch, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

"Yes. I was just leaving." He nods, standing from the couch, looking at me.

"Oh, well, come by for dinner." She tells him, smiling.

He nods, taking another glance at me before going to the front door.

My mother turns to me, "Oh, baby, what's on your neck? Were you in the garden today? Go take a shower before dinner, then track down your brother." She nods, setting the grocery bags she was holding on the counter.

"Yes, mama." I nod, hurriedly walking to the bathroom, taking a look at my neck. Fuck Oscar. I roll my eyes, seeing the dark marks Oscar had left behind.

(Oscar pov.)

Fuck. I was right there.

I walk out to my car, getting into it with a loud sigh, resting my head on my steering wheel. "Fuck." I say out loud.

"Y/n.." I sigh, licking my lips, trying to taste her again.

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YEAH. MY BAD FOR THE ACTUAL MONTHS I DIDNT POST. now i hit you with this mediocre chapter. sigh... anyway. I moved! and i started a new job! YAYYAYAY!