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Adriel's p.o.v.
"I just don't know what to make of it, he tells me he wants to forget about and move on but then he goes and does that shit and it's fucking with my emotions" Mitch said pacing around my bedroom. "It sounds to me like he's just playing you Mitch he thinks you're a toy he can just fuck around with" I told him while I texted my friend
He stopped pacing and I sat up "look Mitch you're a great guy you deserve better than that you're smart, beautiful and one hell of a singer" he blushed "do you really mean that?" He said looking down I stood up and placed my index finger under his chin to lift it up I was met with his beautiful brown eyes "of course I do beautiful. Why wouldn't I?" I told him staring into his eyes
It quickly became intense I started leaning I closed my eyes and was about to fill the empty space between us before anything happened though he cleared his throat and stepped back
"Wait you said I'm a hell of singer how do you know I sing?" He asked I chuckled "I had you for choir last year?" I told him taking off my shirt and changing into a sleeping shirt. I could see from the corner of my eye that his mouth hung open and that he was staring at my abs I smirked
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He composed himself when he saw that I was done "do you sing?" He asked I nodded "yeah but not as good as you" he sat on my bed next to me "I'm not that great of singer. I'm sure you're not bad sing to me" I nodded and closed my eyes I took a deep breath and started singing
Play song now
Soy el mismo ese que hablaba con tigo el que te hablaba a las dos de la mañana y te contaba sus sueños de niño. Soy el mismo el que te prestaba su oido sin importarle que el tiempo nos pasara lenta mente hasta quedarnos
Y aunque la vida tal vez nos aiga llevado por distintos caminos no somos super humanos para controlar o cambiar el destino. Soy a quel el mismo de ayer el que escribia sus canciones en el tren. El que pintaba tu carita en in papel ni la fama ni el dinero an podido sigo siendo ese que da la vida por estar con tigo.
(Translation: I'm the same the same one that talked to you the one who called you at two in the morning and told you his dreams as a kid. I'm the same the same one who let you borrow his ears with out caring that time would pass by slowly till we fell a sleep
And even though destiny has taken us through distinct paths we're not super humans to control or change our destiny. I'm the same the same as yesterday the one who wrote his songs in a train. I'm the same the same on that painted your face in paper. Not fame or money have changed me. I'm still the same one that would give his life to be with you)
I opened my eyes and looked up at Mitch who had a wide smile on his face he started clapping I smiled shyly "that was beautiful, did you write that?" He asked I nodded "yeah I'm still working on it though" he smiled "I think it's great" he said i smiled "thanks" I mumbled looking down at the floor
"Hey honey is your friend staying for dinner?" My mom said entering my room startling me I looked at Mitch who nodded "if it's no bother than yes Mrs.Garcia" he told her she smiled "oh you're no bother sweetie you're welcome to stay anytime, sweetie meanwhile I do dinner can you pick up naydelin from practice?" She asked I nodded "thanks mijo" she said and left
"Who's naydelin?" Mitch said struggling a little with her name I chuckled "Naydelin is my little sister now come on i won't hear the end of it if I pick her up late again" he nodded and followed behind me
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