hallo! (that's Dutch for hello) my dear rainbow pooping dwarfs!
I PROBERLY WONT UPDATE FOR TWO WEEKS AFTER THIS UPDATE!
I have allot of tests comming up and I'm not really a "straight A" student
meaning I don't like learning (but who really does like that?)
anyways
ENJOY! THE STORY IS COMMING CLOSE TO IT'S END!
media: an ice cream!
song: faster from Within Temptation (THEY ARE THE BEST!)
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Martina Stoessel POV
"JORGE WHERE IS THE NUTELLA?!" I called as I looked trough the cupboards. "JORGE! WHERE IS THE NUTELLA?!" I called again, failing to find it by myself.
"goodmorning to you too" I flickered my head to the side as I saw a mess, a really hot mess, standing in just his boxers with his hair a mess. like I said: a hot mess.
"where is the nutella?" I asked as I forced myself to keep my eyes off his toned chest. those damn abs...
"the cupboard, why?" he asked as I groaned
"because I cant find it! thats why!" I made motions with my spoon I had already grabbed so I could eat my nutella as soon as possible. he sighed and lifted his body off the door frame.
"calm down, woman"he mumbled under his breath, but just a bit louder for me to hear. Bastard. he opened one of the cupboards and grabbed the nutella of the highest shelf. do you think its crazy I didnt see it?! I like, to small to even see the things on that shelf! "voila" he handed me the nutella pot as I grinned. "jeez, Martina. you look like a 3 years old who just got a lolly" I rolled my eyes
"shut up" I screwed the lid off and trew it on the counter, digging my spoon inmidietly in the brown goodness. Scouping a large amount on my spoon I stuffed it in my mouth, moaning in delight. A chuckle escaped the big-man-in-front-of-me's mouth. "what?" I raised an eyebrow as I flickered my tongue over the spoon to get all the nutella off.
"you're in your period arent you?" he asked as I frowned
"why do boys always think when we girls are craving some chocolate that we are in our period?" he srugged
"I dont know" he gave in "but you are in your period, arent you?" I was shure my face was slowly beginning to look like a tomato "seeing your face, I think I'm right" pouted and turned around so he coudnt see me, stuffing another spoon full of nutella in my mouth.
"am not" I argued as he chuckled. His arms wrapped around me as he pulled my back against his chest.
"say that to a cow, he might believe you" I giggled "I like your laugh" he whispered as I froze. Him noticing my reaction began to frown, well I think I felth him frown. "did I say something wrong?" he asked
"Jorge, I'm not ready for this" I whispered as Jorge sighed "please Jorge, please understand me in this" He pulled away
"I'm sorry, Martina"he apologised
"I'm sorry too, Jorge. I just, dont know what to do. Its all confusing for me. do you get it?" he sighed but shook his head no "why not?" I asked curiously
"because, Martina. I know what I want in the future, and you are defenetly in that" he stroke my cheek but I took a step away, shrugging his touch off.
"Jorge, just -please- give me some time. I mean, yes I'm shure I like- maybe even love you."
"And I love you. So, Martina, why deny our feelings?" he took a step closer
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