𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬

𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝒻𝒾𝒻𝓉𝓎 𝓈ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃

" 𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 '𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐦𝐞."


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"Pass me the sugar." Pablo said, obsessively focused on perfecting the measurements for the cake mix.

I look to my right and grab the sugar and pass it to him. " You were either a mama's boy or you watched those weird baking shows growing up, because why can you cook and bake?!" I exclaimed, causing him to smile.

"So, which one was it?" I ask. He looks up at me because I was sitting on the kitchen counter.

He smiled and continued to stir the mixture. "None, Its pretty easy actually." He states.

" Thats such a lie. Mom forced me to take cooking classes once because Im home alone a lot and she hates it when I order food. I came back and only knew how to make grilled cheese." I say, covering my face with my hands out of embarrassment.

" Are you for real?" He let out a laugh, came closer and ripped my hands off my face.

"yeah.." I mumble.

"Well, good thing you have me, I'll gladly make you food." He smiled then continued to do whatever he was doing. I didn't really care, as long as I got to spend time with him and get food, I was happy.

••••••

" can we decorate the cake?!" I squeal once he pulled the cake out of the oven.

He chuckled, then placed the cake on the counter.
" Of course." He smiled.

"Don't touch it you'll burn yourself!" He warned, pushing my hand back from the hot cake tin.

"Sorry." I pull my hand back and let him do his thing.

After a while of just watching him, he finally spoke again. " Now we can decorate it." He said.

" I don't know how to do this though." I stated.
He smiled. " I'll show you."

Half an hour later, the kitchen was a big mess, so were our clothes but we managed to make the cake look decent.

" It looks great!" I give him a high five.

" can we eat it now?" He groaned and threw his head back.

"No!" I exclaim and start taking pictures of the cake.

After taking millions of pictures, I start cleaning up the mess we made.

"Hey Isabella." I hear a female voice say. I turn around and see his sister.

"Hi." I mumble and give her a small smile.

Pablo clears his throat. " We'll be in my room." He says, takes my hand and pulls me upstairs.

He closes the door behind him. " sorry about that, I didn't know she'd be home so soon." He huffs, giving me an apologetic look.

" It's okay don't worry about it." I flash him a smile and sit down on his bed.

" She's actually really nice." I break the silence.

He walked over to his bed and sat down next to me. " Really? I find her quite annoying actually." He stated with an amused look on his face.

" Well I don't live with her so I can't confirm, but from how she's treated me, I find her really nice." I state. He chuckles and takes my hand in his.
Silence falls between us and he looks at me like he's trying to memorize all my features.

I let out a soft chuckle. " What?" I ask.

" I was just thinking." He answered calmly.

" Thinking about what?" My impatience grew bigger every second.

He smiled for a second and then looked down at our hands. " The first time I saw you."

" It was when you got sat next to me, right?" I ask.

" No." He confessed.

" are you sure you aren't thinking of another girl?"

" Im sure that it was you I saw that day." He confirmed with a big grin on his face.

" When I came to check out the school, I saw you in the hallway. You were laughing about something with Madison and you looked so fucking beautiful that I knew I had to transfer to this school." He slurred, looking a bit embarrassed.

" you picked this school because you saw me?" My heart is doing backflips right now.

" Yes." He said with a big smile on his face.

"Are you lying to me?" I let out a laugh.

" nope."

I lean forward, take his face in my hands and kiss him softly. " I'm glad I met you." I confess.

He pulls me on his lap before he speaks again.
" Im glad I met you too, but I thought you hated me at the beginning." He states, his smile turning into a little frown.

" I did hate you, but at some point I started liking you and I convinced myself that I didn't. I tried so hard not to like you but the heart wants what it wants, right?"

Pablo

This girl. I think I've never loved anyone the way that I love her. Im thinking of something to say but I'm speechless. We hold eye contact for a good minute and till now, I've never realized that she had the most beautiful eyes ever.

"What?" She laughs.

"am I not allowed to look at my girlfriend?" A big smile spreads on my lips. She blushes and turns her head away.

I grab her face and force her to look at me again.
"don't do that." Her eyes widen in surprise.

" do what?" she asked innocently.

" shy away, seriously Isa, don't be shy or embarrassed around me." I say.

" but you make me nervous." she blurts out.

I can't help but laugh. I make her nervous?
" I make you nervous?"

"I've never done this whole-" She stops to point between us. " thing, and it scares the living shit out of me." She mumbles, then breaths out deeply.

I tilt my head. " What scares you?"

" I'm scared of how much I feel for you."