Jared Leto • Imagines (editing)

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I'm only posting 1 today ppl because wattpad decided it'll be nice to delete my chapter :)

don't worry, I'm totally super duper

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disclaimer; no racist intents on the Spanish race! I know this place has two official languages and Spanish is one of them! Every human is capable of violence! p.s love y'all for +1k in a week! , hopes this makes up for missing last Friday <3

Jared and you walked hand in hand along a sidewalk that leads to your hotel.

You've just returned from a magic fountain show, before that, a day full of adventure.

To make up for his time lost with you for the week you've been in Barcelona with him while he filmed a music video, he decided to squish everything he wanted to do with you today before the early morning flights you had to abroad tomorrow.

Truthfully, you didn't mind at all. You met new friends, learned about culture, and even picked up a few sentences in Catalan and broadened your Spanish vocabulary from more then just Holã.

But your whole reaction when he was apologizing to you last night was a brief "it's okay" with a sigh in your voice just so he could conjure up something crazy romantic.

And it worked.

"Man there's so much left to do and explore here. Those mountains up the hill?" with his free hand he pointed to the Monserrat Mountains in the distance, with a rested grin on his face.

"Imagine if we had the equipment we could've pick-axed up there, just to see the view."

"I wouldn't be able to decide what looked better," You tilted your head slightly.

"The view looking up while climbing, or the view looking over the town on top. Both would be breathtaking. In fact, I couldn't imagine anything more beautiful."'

"I can.... the biosphere aside, your living proof." He gripped you hand a little tighter, as you giggled leaning your head on his shoulder. "I'd drop everything and travel anywhere with you if i could. When it comes to nature, we make a good team of experts, and could discover so much."

"I think in general we are a good team aren't we?" He dwelled on and you nodded as you let your eyes absorb the last moments in the beautiful villa.

The silence was serene, but the air was hot, and sweat was sheeting on your skin. Jared was perspiring quite a bit for someone who spends days in extreme climates. His white shirt was half open and he kept having to pat his face with a restaurant napkin. You occasionally looked at him and chuckled.

You wore a pair of light blue high waisted jean shorts over a low-cut laced up bodysuit.

"There's um, there's actually something I wanted to ask you-" Jared begun, but trailed off as you both watched an upcoming vehicle slow down beside you.

"You two need a ride?" A chubby looking fellow asked you and Jared, with a Spanish undertone. The car was clouded with cigar smoke.

"That's alright." Jared answered, waving his hand. The person beside him wore a hat covering his face, with his arms folded.