Chapter 5

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"You can go to my room, you know where it is." He went into the kitchen. God why his room!! I went either way each time I got closer I wanted to escape or scream.

His room was completely different in some way. He has...soccer trophies? I was admiring the baby pictures he had, and boy did he hit puberty hard asf!

"Alright, take a seat" he took a chair out and placed it on his desk and we both sat. "So whats this about?"

"Diamante poem" I took out my pencil pouch from my bag and he took out his laptop. "You like music?" He smirked and deeply looked at me. "Yeah-" The door smashed open to a boy with green eyes im guessing his brother?

"Erick get out." He spat.

"Ooo, and have you seen my charger?" I bet all his family is this hot. Damn how old is he...

"Wendy?" He lightly shook me. Suddenly he played dubstep and I just wanted to see his brother oh my gawwd.

"Mind if I run to the store for snacks?" He stood up. "Wanna come?"

"I will wait for you" I smiled. He stopped at the door and looked at me then winked at me.

I walked to the brothers room and saw him studying or some shit. "Hey, may I come in?"

"Sure" he scooted his books and I sat on his bed. "Im Wendy" I softly shook his hand and gazed in his beautiful green eyes. He was so fine and probably a better personality then Carlos.

"Erick" he smirked. "Whatcha doin'?" He sighed and I felt his minty breathe. "Nothing really, want to help me?" He smirked and shoved his books away leaning in. "My pleasure, handsome"  And we kissed.

What the hell did my dumbass just do. The door opened and I ran to the door, "See you babe." He blew me a kiss and I ran to the room and jumped on the bed.

"Whoa, what the heck are you on the bed?" Carlos said putting the candy on the desk. "O-oh I was tired sorry" I awkwardly got up and he put a hand on my shoulder. "I am too, lets lay down" he pushed me back. As much as I used to like him I lost...feelings for him.

"How old is your brother?" Damn. That slipped out he gave me a weird look. "Erick is 15..." He mumbled something at the end but I didnt get it.

We layed on the bed awkardly starring into the ceiling. "Can I ask you something?" We sar up.

"Sure" He shyly took my hand and exactly knew where this is going. "Do..."

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