Dimelo Papi | Zabdiel De Jesus

Chapter 17: El Cubanito

Camila

I truly can't trust myself anymore, I basically lost control with Zabdiel. All of my anger towards him dissolved in our hot make out session. The kiss we shared was basically my cure. I felt that my heart was going to explode out of my chest. I think we shouldn't rush and just start off as friends because he's lucky enough I'm even considering it after all he's done to me. It's going to be hard though, I just can't be friends with him.

"¿Sabes quién tiene muchísimas ganas de verte?" Zabdiel asks me while we're still in the studios.

"A ver, dímelo." I tell him.

"Mi mamá." He responds.

"¡Yo también! No sabes cómo la extraño." I pout.

"¿Porque no vas y la visitas ahorita?" He suggests. "Tienes tiempo, no?"

"No es mala idea." I say. "Si tiene tiempo ahorita pues voy. ¿No crees que se vaya molestar?"

"¡Claro que no! Como dije, ella tiene muchas ganas de verte." he clarifies.

"¡Oye mami! Por fin te veo en persona, mi bella Camila Casillas!" A boy with the most beautiful eyes comes up to me.

"¡Esa soy yo!" I giggle.

"¿Me regalas una fotico contigo, princesa?" He asks.

"Obvi." I tell him. We take three pictures on his front camera; a simple one smiling, a silly one, and one with him kissing my cheek.

"Oye Zabdi, tómame una foto con ella?" He asks Zabdiel. Of course he would know Zabdiel, he's probably in La Banda as well it's just that I haven't seen his audition yet.

Zabdiel takes us a picture with the guy's hand around my waist.

"No tan cerquita de mi Cami." Zabdiel informs him.

"¿La conoces loco o que?" The boy smirks at Zabdiel.

"No te preocupes." I laugh. "¿Como te llamas?"

"Erick, Erick Brian Colón." The boy tells me his name.

"Bueno fue un placer conocerte, eres muy lindo. Espero ver más de ti luego." I tell Erick.

"El placer fue mío, mami. ¡Gracias por todo, soy un gran fan! Adiós bella." Erick hugs me. "Adios, Zabdi. Cuídate hermano." He soon leaves.

Erick's eyes left me speechless, they're so beautiful.  The contrast between his hair, eyes and skin color is something to be envious about.

"Se nota que se mueren por uno al otro. Ya mejor cásate con él." Zabdiel tells me in a jealous tone causing me to smirk.

"¡Ya empezó el celoso! ¿No lo escuchaste? Es un fan y obvio que voy a ser amable. ¡Además es un lindo chico!" I say.

"Nomás para informarte, el tiene 14 años." He informs me and I can't stop laughing.

"Se nota que estas celoso. ¿Pero de verdad tiene catorce? Se ve demasiado grande para su edad, su altura y cara dicen otra cosa." I say.

"Whatever, so me vas a mandar la dirección de la casa que se están quedando?" I ask him.

"No tengo tu numero." He winks at me.

I make him put his fingerprint on his phone and then I put in my number. He gives me his number as well and sends me his address.

"Sal tu primero y luego yo te alcanzo en mi carro, no quiero causar chismes con los que trabajan aquí." I tell him.

Zabdiel leaves and after five minutes I walk to my car. I type in my address on the navigation on my phone and head to Zabdiel's home.

"Hola, hola." I smile as Zabdiel's mom opens the front door.

"¡Mi niña! Pásale, esta es tu casa." She welcomes me into her home with open arms.

"Ya era mucho que no te miraba. Se te extrañaba, Noemi." I tell her.

"Yo también te quería ver." She says. "Estoy muy feliz que estés haciendo muy bien en tu carrera."

"Gracias. Ya veras que pronto también Zabdiel va a llegar más lejos de lo que ya a llegado." I say.

"Con el favor de dios. Ya me hacía falta una plática con una muchacha ya que estoy viviendo con dos hombrecitos." She laughs.

"¡No puede ser! Hasta que pude conocerte Camila. Todos aquí no pueden dejar de hablar de ti." A boy with brown eyes and short brown hair with bangs on the side says to me. I faintly remember him from the first episode of the auditions.

"Él es Christopher Vélez, mi mejor amigo." Zabdiel introduces him to me.

"Hola Christopher." I greet him with a hug.

I stay here for the remainder of the day. Noemi knows I missed her cooking so she cooks for us all for dinner.

"¡Ya me moría por probar su comida puertorriqueña de nuevo!" I tell Zabdiel's mom when she places the plate in front of me.

Zabdiel sits next to me during dinner. It's awkward in the way that we can't act as a couple so I do my best not to hold his hand under the table. He slips up and grabs my hand but recovers in seconds.

"¿So quien está contigo viviendo aquí?" Noemi asks.

"Nomás mi hermana mayor." I reply.

"Ustedes ya saben que aquí tienen una familia. Cuando quieran pueden venir tu hermana y tú." She says.

This day was much needed. Since it's only my sister and I living here in Miami I feel kind of lonely but Noemi, Zabdiel, and even Christopher have made me feel even more welcomed to this city.

"Ya se me está haciendo tarde. Creo que ya es tiempo de irme." I inform them.

"Te acompañamos todos afuera." Zabdiel's mom says.

"Gracias por todo. ¡Ya te extrañaba mucho! Ya tú sabes que cuando quieras ir a visitarme, ven y visítame." I hug her goodbye.

"De nada, mi niña. Espero que me visites más y yo también iré a visitarte." She smiles.

"Gusto en conocerte, Christopher." I say to him.

"Igualmente. Eres a toda madre, Camila." He says with his attempt at a Mexican accent. He hugs me and I go to my last goodbye, Zabdiel.

"Esto me acuerda cuando nos teníamos que despedir cada noche allá en Puerto Rico." I reminisce with Zabdiel. "Adios, Zabdi."

"Adios, Cami." He says to me with puppy eyes.

As I'm driving back home I begin to think in a world where Zabdiel and I are together and as happy as can be. A world where none of the tragedies that happened between us even existed.

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