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"-Hijo de puta!" I rolled my eyes and reached for the remote to turn off the overly dramatic Spanish TV series. I checked the on-screen clock which displayed 3:37am and I let out a yawn before rubbing my eyes and pulling the blanket over my shoulders forming a cap. I switched the lights off and blew out the candles before making my way upstairs.
I finally settled into my bed and looked at the polaroids, hanging on the nearby wall. I smiled at the memories of that brought with each of the photos and slowly closed my eyes however, it didn't last very long because I was suddenly woken up by the sound of rapping against my window. I furrowed my eyebrows and flicked on the bedside lamp and immediately headed to the window.
I jumped back and let out a yelp as Shawn's face appeared pressed against the glass.
"Shawn?" I questioned but I realised he couldn't hear me and to him, my lips were just moving and forming random words. I opened the window quietly, careful not to wake up my padres. I gripped his forearm and pulled him in and he fell to the floor with a loud thud. I hushed him and he chuckled.
His hair was misplaced and his t-shirt was wonky and creased. He had a small scratch on his cheek bone just below a small scar and he was panting.
"Hi" he mumbled and I stared at him. "What? Do I have something on my face?" He began to frantically wipe his face and I placed my hands over his and pulled them away.
"What are you doing here? I thought you were on tour?"
"I am, I'm in Brazil and thought I would visit my favourite Columbian." I rolled my eyes at his humour. "But, it seems like she's in bed so I have to see you instead." He said referring to my mother. I smacked his arms before wrapping my arms around him.
"You know she hates you" I chuckled "but I missed you!" I mumbled into his chest. His laugh vibrated from his chest and through me.
"I missed you too." He kept his arms tight around me as I inhaled his scent. We stayed like this for a while and just caught up on the feeling of being in each other's arms. "Laura, I- I'm- I need to talk to you about something."
I furrowed my eyebrows.
"It's important" he paused. "to me" I nodded and we moved away from each other and sat on my bed. Our shoulders brushed against each other and his leg touched mine.
"Shoot." I said after a while.
"Laura, you are beautiful and I don't know any other way to tell you this than-" he paused and recollected himself. "te amo." My eyes widened.
"¿Que?"
"te amo." He repeated. "te amo, tu hámster"
"¿Que?" I asked louder and at a higher pitch. My face etched with offence.
"What?" He asked, his expression turned to panic. "Did I say something wrong? God! I knew I shouldn't have asked Camilia, she's probably playing a prank on me. What did I say?-"
"Shawn, calm." I placed my hand on his cheek and turned to face him. "You called me a hamster" I laughed and his cheeks reddened.
"Oh, sorry."
"No, it's fine." He rested his hand on top of mine and I leaned closer to him. "Oh, and yo también te amo" he smiled and pressed his lips against mine.
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How good am I? Two updates over two days!!! I hardly ever update😭❤️Here you go Laura, I hope you love it as much as I enjoyed writing it! I also apologise if there are any translation variations as I do not speak Spanish and I know Google Translate isn't always correct but I tried and God loves a trier.
All My Love,
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