>>Ay, Mi Amor!<< (Miguel Rivera x Reader oneshots)

Best Friends... forever.

(You and Miguel are about 14-16 so you pick)

(Y/F/D - your favourite drink)

"I-I'm sorry, Y/N, b-but I don't-"

That.
That there is when everything crumbled apart. My soul happiness just crumbled apart by those very words...
But let's not jump into that just yet...

This is my story.

My name is Y/N Y/L/N.

Why not pull up a chair, unwind, listen to my agonising story. It's gonna be a bumpy ride.

It all started like this:

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Your family is similar to the Riveras,

A family shoemaking company, "The Y/N shoemakers".

One year, word got out that a shoe contest was going to take place in the plaza,
the best quality shoe would get promotions and advertisements, all over Mexico and even some parts in America.

Once that got out? Man, did it get crazy.

Your family realised that from that, all the shoemaking supplies would be gone by next week.

(Mum) "Y/N, we're too busy, so, here. Take this money and buy the entire shop out"

(You) "Woah, okay."

(Mum) "Hurry though! They'll be crowded so we'll need you to push through them and grab the best items, Okay?"

You took a large gulp and reluctantly nodded.

You jogged to the supplies shop as it wasn't very far. As you got closer, the sound of banter could be heard.

Once you arrived, there were people going crazy for the supplies.

These people were shouting, fighting, throwing things at each other.

You were half tempted to back out. But, no, you would not give up so easily!

You charged into the shop and pushed through the crowd to grab a basket.

You then clawed through some more people and made your way to some shelves.
Before you reached there, someone's elbow butted into your chin. Ouch.

Once you reached it you emptied all that was there on the shelves, you took the buttons, the wool, all the cotton, the rubber, all the fabrics.

You were just about done before you saw a massive roll of leather on the floor.

You dashed and put your hand on it.
At the same time another did the same thing.

You looked up to see a boy with fluffy black bangs.
He wasn't doing anything at that point, he just looked at you, with his hand on top of yours.

Boy, was he cute...

Not cute enough to stop you though.