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1 month later (sorry for the second time skip in a row)

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it had been a month of diego going to therapy. they recommended rehab but he didn't do it, he kind of stopped on his own. it has actually been helping him. he had been acting happier. we've actually gotten a lot closer since then. we weren't really much before to be honest. we were mostly acquaintances. but i have been living in his house since that time. i didn't want to annoy him, i was just there for support. i really felt like he needed it. him and i have gotten along.

"bitchhhh," he shouted and poured ice cold water on me.

"ahh no!" i screamed "diego!"

"thats what you get for eating the rest of my taco bell."

"are you kidding me?! i am so wet. so is my bed."

"thats what she said," he smirked.

"not to you."

"ouch lil ma."

"whatever, you set yourself up for that one." i mumbled.

i went to the bathroom. i hopped in the shower to wash my hair. i got out of the shower and wore some comfy clothes.

 i got out of the shower and wore some comfy clothes

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i started brushing my hair in front of the mirror. i dropped one of my earrings on the floor. "shit" i thought, that earring was expensive and im not trying to step on it while i am barefoot. i bent down and searched. i then felt a tight grip on my hips. (the rest of the chapter is going to be bold bc wattpad is shitting me in the ass rn)

"watchu lookin for?" he whispered and it sent chills.

"n- nothing just my earring," i replied. "why are you holding me?"

"why not."

"i'm just asking, why?"

"because i want to, lil ma. no need for the questions.

"diego-"

"shh. get up girl."

he picked me up and started bringing me into his car.

"where are we going?" i asked.

"somewhere special. sit back, we are going on a road trip."

****

i woke up and all of a sudden i was in some sort of hotel room. i went towards the window and i could see the beach. it was a resort. i started exploring the room. i was just getting more curious.

"diego?.." i called.

"yes ?"he said. he was holding a teddy bear when he showed up and gave it to me.

"where are we?"

"a special place," he smiled. "its only for the weekend. your clothes are in the luggage over there. i want to be here with you and i will pay for everything."

"what is this for?"

"i wanted to go somewhere with you. don't get mad lil ma. nothing wrong with a little vacation."

"yeah i guess so. what time is it?"

"late enough for me to show you this," he smirked. "come follow me." he grabbed my hand and started running somewhere. next thing i knew we were at the beach and i was looking at a bunch of food laid flat on a blanket on the sand. they were also from my favorite places.

"diego, what is this?" i questioned. "is this a.."

"date?" he interrupted. "i guess so."

"oh." i blushed. "ok.."

"what do you think? is it?"

"y- yeah. i think so too."

i sat down and started eating pizza. i signaled him to sit with me.

"so.." he said. "tomorrow is gonna be a long day so don't be surprised."

"oh.. ok.... so... is this your way of asking me out?"

"you are already out babygirl." he whispered.

"answer me."

"well, yeah, it is. but ion fucking know how to prepare my girl for the best date of her life, ima be honest." he chuckled. "but i guess this is our first."

"its ok." I replied. "i would not expect much so don't worry. but honestly i think you do know how to prepare a good date. you deadass brought all this food!"

"ha, don't get carried away... but either way i guess you can say this is a 'thank you' for really being there for me. like i don't know what i did to deserve you, or this much help. i really did not wanna get into therapy and stuff, but you were right. I really didn't have a choice. even though i pushed you away you still helped me. so thanks."

"you're welcome." I smiled and stuffed a slice of pizza into my mouth.

"shii bro. you look sexy right now, ma." he said and bit his lip while watching me eat.

"shut the fuck up," i ordered and slapped him lightly.

"lets go back to the hotel." he said.

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