Remember the day I borrowed your new phone and dropped it into the pool?
"Mar, where's my phone?" Flaca asked while looking through her bag, a confused expression formed on her face.
My eyes went wide as I stared at my feet, holding the wet device behind my back, wanting to keep Flaca from seeing it. "I.."
"Yes?" She questioned my nervousness by quirking an eyebrow.
"I am so sorry, babe. I didn't mean to drop it. I tripped and it fell right into the pool." I cried out as the brown eyed walked towards me. She motioned for me to show her the phone and, with shaky hands, I did.
I thought you'd kill me.
I stood still in my spot, my eyes closed as I waited for Flaca to snap at me for breaking her phone - which she had only gotten about two weeks ago.
But you didn't.
"It's okay, Mar." Flaca forced a small laugh to emit from her lips. I opened my eyes to look at her, shocked that she hadn't yelled at me for damaging her newest possession. "At least it's warranted."
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Remember that time I spilled coffee all over your new carpet?
I sat on the floor of Flaca's living room with a damp cloth in hand, trying to clean the stain of coffee off my girlfriend's brand new carpet.
I had decided to make myself some coffee to wake up from the slight numbness I had, meanwhile Flaca was away at college. Sadly, while I was bending down to pick the remote from the floor, half of the coffee inside the cup spilled all over the carpet.
I thought you'd get mad at me.
"What are you doing?" I heard a familiar voice say. My body began shaking and I grew too weak to face the Los Angeles native.
"It was an accident. I promise to buy you a new one." I croaked out. Flaca skipped to where I was kneeling and I watched as she eyed the stained carpet.
But you didn't.
"Don't worry about it. I'm sure it'll wash off." She shrugged, shooting me a reassuring smile.
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Remember that day; I flirted with one of your friends to make you jealous, and you really did get jealous?
Flaca and I had agreed to go clubbing with a few of her friends. It had been a while since the last time we did, and we were in need of some relaxation.
Things got heated up though. Just as we were arriving to the club, Flaca and I got into a small fight; which lead to me sitting with one of her friends and her being somewhere around the bar.
"You're gorgeous. No wonder Flaca's been hiding you all this time." Kat said and I giggled.
"Thank you. You're not so bad yourself." I smiled.
This had been going on for fifteen minutes now. Kat and I had began complimenting each other and it all suddenly turned into massive flirting. I tried telling myself I didn't mind this even though I could sense Flaca's gaze on me during the entire time.
"I'm going to the bathroom. I'll be back." Kat announced and I nodded in reply, slowly turning my head to lock my eyes with Flaca who was glaring at me.
I thought you'd leave me.
Soon enough, she was walking out of the building and I was running after her.
"Flaca...""Leave me alone, Maritza." She spat in annoyance and I could feel myself starting to grow nervous. I never meant to get her this mad.
"I'm sorry. I was only playing around. I didn't mean any of the things that I said." I mumbled, standing only a few feet away from the brunette who I had fallen in complete love with. "I wouldn't do such thing to you."
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You didn't
RomanceA series of events in where flaca did the opposite of what Maritza thought she would. Based on the poem You Didn’t which I do not own. * * * This is not my fic, it is a converted one. The original author is bongwynn on tumblr. It was a Camren one s...