warm sunny california, the place where you live. specifically, los angeles. newly fresh to the city, you're awaiting adventure out there. the downside is, you're not a party person. you knew you wanted to change that ever since you moved.
you spend most of your weekend on youtube, netflix, hulu, you name it. lately you've been addicted to youtube. ever since coming across a channel called, "martinez twins", you haven't been able to put your phone down. constantly checking to see if they've posted a new video, tweeted, new picture on instagram, hell waiting to see if they've posted a new musical.ly. you knew they immediately became a big part of your life.
you've liked every photo you found of them on instagram, retweeted and favorited every tweet, shared their musical.ly's on your page, giving every video on their youtube channel a thumbs up, you became the typical obsessed fangirl. as much as you hated it, deep down you don't regret anything. you even bought their merchandise online. even dreamt about them. basically in LOVE with them.
sometimes, your feelings would get to you. a huge feeling where you'll never meet them. sadly, you've always felt this way. knowing they only see you as a fan, but you've always wanted more. you experience butterflies in your stomach, your heart stops whenever someone mentions them, every inch of your body wants them.
as you were lying down on your bed scrolling down twitter one day, you noticed ivan tweeted,
"MARTINATORS! emilio and i are having a surprise meet up around 5pm outside the team 10 house. hope to see you there ❤️"
your eyes widen as a pink shade spreads across your cheeks. you knew you HAVE to be there, definitely not missing out on this opportunity. immediately jumping off your bed, you turn around to check the time on the clock. it was currently 4:27 in the afternoon, you throw your phone on your bed and run to the bathroom to check yourself before heading out to meet THE martinez twins. after lightly retouching your makeup and fixing your hair, you knew it was time.
grabbing your phone from where you left it and putting it in the back pocket of your jeans, you slipped on your vans and headed out the door. your apartment complex wasn't so far from the team 10 house, luckily you only had to walk about 10 minutes to get there. as you were arriving there, you noticed there was already a mob of fans outside by the gate already waiting. you started getting nervous, negative thoughts running through your mind. with this huge mob of fans, you were starting to feel like you have a slim chance of getting to meet them.
you look down to your phone checking the time, 5:04 in the afternoon. suddenly, fans started screaming which caused you to jump a little. you look up to only see the twins' hair. you couldn't even see them because of the fans pushing you out of your way. your heart started beating faster, your breathing gets heavier, this was your only chance to make a move.
with your eyes shut, you started pushing through your way in the mob. someone grabbed you by the shoulders and started shaking you. quickly opening your eyes, you see it was emilio right in front of you.
"are you okay?? you look a little pale." he said.
his spanish accent gave you a chill down your spine. not giving him any response, your heart started beating faster and your eyes started shutting close. you began feeling weak as you dropped in his arms.
you heard emilio say, "we'll need to have a small break! ivan por favor ayúdame."
you knew emilio passed you onto someone else because you suddenly felt another pair of arms holding you. could it possibly be ivan? you were being transported to the inside of team 10's house. after a few minutes of being passed out, your eyes start to flutter open. noticing you were laying down on someone else's bed, you quickly sit up hitting your head on the upper bunk.
ivan came running in, "estás bien? are you okay?"
"i hit my head on this..." i pat the wood above me.
he giggles as he kneels down to check on me, first he starts to rub my head then out of nowhere, he plays with your hair.
"you passed out during our meet up love." he whispers.
your cheeks started to grow hot, embarrassed i bring my hands up to cover my face. ivan takes my hands and brings them down, he smiles showing his teeth.
"amor, it's okay to feel like this. don't worry, emilio and i don't have a problem with it." he blushes.
he pushes your hair back behind your ear, cupping your cheek with his warm soft hand. adrenaline started rushing inside you, smiling back at him. he leans in to kiss you on the cheek, then comes close to your ear.
he whispers,
"you're beautiful and i'm craving every inch of you this instant."
