𝐖𝐎𝐒𝐎 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

•come out & play (Mapi Leon) Pt2

Mapi's Pov

i scrolled through instagram as practice came to an end, not really paying attention as it was the same boring feed i saw everyday.

one face stopped me in my tracks, a face that was all too familiar for me. i scrolled back up to see the profile name.

i suppose just one look won't hurt. right?

she grew up to be so fucking beautiful. i honestly don't understand why we drifted apart. i know i have my career and i'm busy but i could always make time for her. she's the one if anything who would never be free for longer than a day. she'll never understand the admiration i have always have had for her.

y/n's pov

I decided that today would be the day i would release my newest single titled 'come out and play' which i wrote about my childhood.

her.

about María.

when we were kids i had anxiety that was so much worse than it is now. mainly because i had no idea what it was. i grew up wishing i was somebody else everyday. anyone else and everyone wished they could change that.

they had pity for me. but not her. she was different. in every possible way. she was only a child herself. only a little girl. but so was i. i knew i could trust her with everything. she knew everything. and to this day has never told anyone.

every show before i go on stage, i think about what she said to me on all those snow-filled, hot chocolate days, i think of how she made me feel safe and warm. she didn't even know she was doing it. that's what makes her so different. so pure. she allows me to do what i love to do everyday of my life wether she knows that she does or not. she gave me the strength to be vulnerable and not fear it.

María's Pov

My eyes wandered to my nightstand. when we were little, one christmas we made each other a gift we could keep forever. y/n made me a photo frame. and of course it was christmas themed. my heart feels happy when i see the picture that she chose when she was 9. she still has that same smile. i feel a tear slowly fall on my soft, warm cheek. slightly replaced by a soft chuckle as i recalled explaining the photo and it's perfect frame to Alexia when she had first seen my apartment.

does she still think of me?
does she even remember me?
is her life completely different?
will she ever get to know who i became?