Emilio x Reader 💛

Chapter 2

(Note: I used Google Translate for the Spanish, I know very little.)

I woke up irritably, to the sound of my phone buzzing multiple times beside me. Picking it up, I realized that it was an unknown caller.

Me: Hello?

Caller: This is Disney Studios. The show you auditioned for, Bizaardvark?

Me: Yes...

Caller: You got the part. Well done.

Me: Thanks Sir/Miss!

I was freaking out. I had auditioned without much of a hope that I'd get it, but here I am now. My heart sank as I realized - LA was too far away to visit every single day. Almost about to cry, I went and called my mother.

Me: Oh Mother, it's awful...

M: What's wrong?

Me: I just got the part on Bizaardvark -

M: Oh that's wonderful! Congratulations!

Me: But it's in LA, and I can't drive there every day. It's too far.

M: Well, that's not an issue. I can lend you some extra money. Go buy a house there!

Me: Are you kidding me?! I can't thank you enough!

M: No problem, Y/N!

Me: *hangs up*

Oh, everything's just going fine. I know I've probably jinxed it now, I thought, but it really is going okay! So, I started packing my bags, collecting my items. I had to make several trips to a store for cardboard boxes, but it was worth it.

After a few days, all my clothing, games, and household items had been packed up. I looked around all the rooms in my house, grinning. This was my big chance! Acting is something I hadn't really cared much about, even though my Drama teacher was always telling me how good I was at it. Wow, I thought. That sounded *really* conceited. Oh well. I shoved all my small things into the car and waited for the removal van to arrive.

A Few Hours Later. (Quite a few.)

I'm finally home! It's so big and airy, I love it. It's at least twice the size of my old home. As soon as I finish unpacking the things I need for tonight, I get a call.

We have to make the next episode in a few days, instead of next week. It's okay though, as I'm nearly done unpacking all my stuff. I get a text from my best friend Naomi, she said she's missing me already. I smile and sit down onto my bed, texting her, when I hear a loud thud. Suddenly alert, I creep downstairs, leaving my phone on my bed. I need something to arm myself with, I thought. I picked up a hanger, which was pretty much all I had on hand. Note to self, I thought. Have disposable weapons all around the house.

I snuck down the stairs, cursing under my breath as multiple floorboards creaked. I got into the living room, ready to beat whoever thought they could invade my house.

+Emilio's POV+

God, I thought to myself. Jake told me she'd be somewhere around here. Sé valiente, I told myself. Sé valiente. Ivan was still at the Team 10 house, filming something with Jake. I'd seen her once, now I was literally attracted to her. She's the only girl that stays cool around me, not including Tessa and Erika. All the other girls just want something off me, like a photograph, autograph, money.

"House 34, house 34... (NOTE: I don't know how American roads/houses work, bear with the British) Here." I parked the car right outside her house and inhaled slowly, my heart beating fast. I knocked on her door three times, before I heard a loud thud. "Y/N?!" I gasped. I ran around the side of the house, desperately.

+Your POV+

I'd investigated all the rooms in the house, and all of them were empty. There was only one place where the sound could have come from, and that was the garden. I opened the French doors, stepped outside gingerly, and barely said anything before somebody wrestled me to the ground and put their hand over my mouth. I screamed, although very muffled, and someone heard me. I could hear footsteps from the side of my house, and wrestled in his grasp, longing to get out. No sooner had I been, well, mugged, Emilio dashed from the side of the house.

"Usted coño, dejarla ir!" he yelled at him. My mugger was obviously taken aback by his presence, and released me in surprise. I took the chance and dashed for it, hiding behind Emilio. I didn't know what Emilio said to him, but it didn't sound polite. At all. My mugger growled, yes, *growled* at me and Emilio, and ran away. My heart was beating, fast, and so was Emilio's, from what I could feel.

"Are you okay?!" he turned to me, his hands in mine. I could see genuine concern on his face, and his shoulders were tense.

"I'm fine, I'm just..." I shivered, at the thought of being mugged again.

"That's good, let's get you inside." He led me inside, ever so carefully, and we sat down together at my kitchen table. He looked into my eyes, and said "Do you know who he was?"

"No." I answered weakly. "I've never seen him before..." I trailed off, because he'd pulled me into a hug. I wanted it to last forever. 

"Eres tan hermosa." he whispered to me. "You're so beautiful." Before I could even smile, he kissed me. It was so quick, and so definite, and it was my first kiss. My first kiss was with my idol. He whispered to me, inbetween kisses. 

"I love you." I whispered.

"I love you too." he told me.