Violetta One Shots!

Watching Him || Jorcedes /57/

Another idea from the amazingly awesome thxngas your head canons help me so much. This is another Diego/Mateo one. Thanks for the request Jortini_Leonetta4eva

Mercedes P.O.V.

He looked so amazing when he sang. The passion was evident in his voice, the passion for music. Either he really felt it, or he was really good at acting. You could see a bit of sweat glistening on his forehead. This was like the tenth time he had rehearsed 'Amor En El Aire' and I admittedly had watched all of them.

"Whooo!" I shout when he finishes slapping my hands together repeatedly.

He flashes me a smile, and butterflies were soaring around in my stomach.

"Again Jorge!" The director of Violetta shouted.

I thought he was amazing. But my opinion didn't matter in this type of thing.

"Listen, Merc, staring just isn't the best way to be subtle about your huge crush," A voice I could recognize anywhere says.

Lodo.

My best friend since Violetta had started. My diary, my everything. I lean sideways into her.

"I don't know what to do," I sigh and Lodo laughs.

Her body moves, which makes my body move. She places her index fingers on her lips in an upside down 'V'

"I think you should tell him. He probably feels the same way, and if I know him -which I do- then even if he doesn't, he wouldn't make fun of you in anyway," Lodo says to me.

Lodo was also Jorge's best friend. Even though he barely talked about me -info given by Lodo- she insists he liked me. Or she was just lying to me which I would kill her for in the future.

"I'm not sure. I would hate to ruin our friendship," I say as I turn back to Jorge.

Facu, Nico and Samu were behind him as usual for this song. Jorge tipped the microphone around and did a few spins. He was so carefree when he sang, like he was taken to this amazing place. I guess that's how most of us were, if you were going to be in this show, one of its main parts being music, you had to like it.

But Lodo was right. I couldn't just constantly watch his every move. But I still did, I took in every movement, the way each part of him looks when he moves. The way his hair flops. His eyes sparkling. I couldn't help but feel we were actually in the show, and Jorge was singing on the Art Rebel stage. Everything fit together perfectly.

"I'm gonna walk," I whisper to Lodo as Jorge begins once again.

Lodo nods and her head starts bobbing to the music. I walked to Jorge's dressing room. I had been in there many times, Jorge and I were great friends, but I had never actually been in here alone. Without his permission. Him having not the slightest idea what I was doing.

I open the door slowly to check that nobody was there. When I was sure I open the door fully and slip inside, shutting the door afterwards. The place looked like it usually did.

Messy

Of course, most of of ours were, we didn't really have the time. But Jorge's definitely the worst. He had magazines, DVDs -I didn't know where he had the time to watch them, if he was gonna watch a movie, he rather should've cleaned- books, clothes everything throw across the room. Stuff everywhere. I saw some soap coming from the bathroom. He really needs to clean, or to get somebody to clean.

I lean back on his wheel chair and look at myself in the mirror. I was a lovesick mess. I close my eyes, and I was so in my head I never even heard the door open.

"Mechi?!" A voice shouts.

I reluctantly open my eyes and turn around with the chair to see Jorge. Not just Jorge. But a shirtless slightly sweaty Jorge. My heart was beating so fast, it could've beaten out of my chest.

"Um Jorge," I stammer.

Jorge -still shirtless- slowly walks towards me. A smirk plastered across his face, I get of the chair and begin backing away. My back bumps with the desk and I curse.

"What are you doing here?" Jorge asks when he was very near.

He takes another step and his knees brushed against mine.

"Well-" Jorge cuts me off.

How?

Well by his soft lips. I instantly kiss back but much to my dismay Jorge pulls back.

"Lodo was right! You do like me!" Jorge exclaims excitedly. He sees my fallen face and quickly adds, "it's good, because I like you too,"

I grin at him and he kisses me again. This time not pulling back. Yes, I had a makeover session with my crush in his dressing room.

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Yikes, these aren't that good, I ruined thxngas 's amazing idea. Anyway, still no requests. NO FREAKING REQUESTS! I have no time. I mean I have my play -tonight- I have a fashion show, then exams. And a study portfolio. And homework, and assignments. And just gosh! So yeah. I will still update whenever I can.

Okay love you all

Lexy

I probably said Leon somewhere there. And there are tons of mistakes