𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍 | 𝐂.𝐒

𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄

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Chris walked into the Sanchez apartment and headed straight to Catalina's room. Nobody was in the living room. He heard the piano and her soft voice. Her voice has always been so beautiful.

He didn't mean to eavesdrop but he listened as best as he could. He wanted to hear what she was singing. Her piano suddenly stopped "Hello?"

Chris quickly walked in. "Sorry... I was contemplating if I should bother you or not," He lied. "Oh... it's okay. You can come in," She smiled and signaled the bed. "Where is everyone?"

"Out," She responded because she truly didn't know where everyone was. "Oh... why didn't you go with them?"

"I want to finish this song," She sighed and gave up sitting next to him. "Why can't you?"

She looked into his eyes and sighed. She was scared that this song would reveal her true feelings. "I dunno," She lied.

"Can I help?"

"eh... My writing process is kinda private-"

"I get it," He smiled. "I remember that summer," She paused, waiting for his reaction. "You helped me write a couple of songs," He nodded smiling.

"I wasn't the best at it," He laughed. "You were great," she smiled. "Are you still passionate about it?"

"What? Music?"

She nodded and laid back, he did the same. "Of course. I love music," He smiled. "You should be like a producer or something," She smiled. "Maybe we can be like Taylor and Jack," Catalina exclaimed as he nodded. A little sad that she just friend-zoned him.

"I know all about your discography," She raised her eyebrow as he gave her a confused look. "What are you talking about?"

"DAYS ON END," She screamed laughing as he rolled his eyes. She danced around her room as he smiled at her. "Shut up,"

"Crazy how much your fans want you to make music," She sat in front of him, knees touching his. "I know," He sighed as a smile crept into his face.

They stared.
She turned her head and traced his features with her eyes. It had been so long since she had stared at him like this. She felt like it was 2019 all over again.

"What?" He smiled.

"Nothing... Missed looking at your face," She accidentally blurted out. She didn't expect it, but she was glad she said it. She meant it.

"That's... weird," He laughed and hit her with a pillow.
"No, you are weird," She said and hit him with the same pillow.

𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊

Chris and Nick got dropped at Olivia's house as they knocked. Olivia opened the door smiling. "Welcome to my beautiful house," She smiled as she opened the door wider.

"Where is Matt?" Olivia looked around. "He stayed," Chris finished as she nodded. "Good. I didn't want him here anyways,"

"Okay... Where is Catalina? I wanna talk to her," Chris nervously looked around. "In the room," Olivia pointed as he nodded and headed towards it. Before he could open he overheard her. She was singing. They always talked about her dream career but he never actually heard her. Her voice was beautiful.

Suddenly she stopped singing and said "Hello?" He quickly opened the door and smiled."Chris!" She stood up from the bed smiling. She hugged him. "Hey... are you writing?"

"Yes, sorry I wanted to finish this song before hanging out with you guys,"

"You sound amazing Catalina," I said as she stood closer. She blushed. "Thanks, Chris,"

"Um... I have to talk to you," He looked down as she nodded, wanting him to continue.

"I- I- Wow this is harder than I thought it would be," He nervously laughed as she inched closer. "Chris. You can tell me everything," Her accent was still prominent, it made him feel at ease. That's when he felt her hand on his.

"I like you Catalina," They stayed quiet. His eyes closed afraid to even see her reaction. "Chris," She squeezed his hand. He finally opened his eyes. Her big brown eyes looked back at his.

"I like you too," Her face turned as she quickly hugged him. Relief watched over his body. "Really?"

"Yes!" They let go and laugh. "I want to kiss you," He shyly said as she shrugged. "Why don't you?" His face went red. "Wait what?"

"Chris... Besame,"

"What does that mean?"

"Kiss me,"

And then they shared their first, definitely not last kiss, of that summer. Chris traced her hair not wanting the feeling of having her in his arms to end. "Chris," She smiles as they let go. His hands tracing her features, she blushed.

𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊

"I'm so happy for you," Chris said smiling at her. She was just explaining the concept of her new album, not knowing that it would turn out completely different, because of the boy sitting right in front of her.

"Thanks, Chris," She smiled, their knees still touching. 

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literally no direction as to where the f this story is going that's why i haven't updated and its ass.