The Love of my Life (Hector and Imelda fanfiction)

Stars

Since Héctor confessed his love for Imelda, their letters to each other grew more and more romantic. The most embarrassing moment of Imelda's life was when the twins got into her room and read a letter out loud at dinner. With all the writing they did to each other, they surprisingly didn't spend much time together. Every time Imelda wanted to see Héctor, Héctor would say Ernesto was making him play in the Plaza or Ernesto was making him write songs all day. It got to the point where Imelda wanted to smack Ernesto again. After about a month and a half apart, Imelda was woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of objects hitting her window. 

She went to her window and opened it. There stood Héctor. 

"Imelda, mi amor! You really are a heavy sleeper! It almost got to the point where I couldn't find any more rocks!" said Héctor. 

"Do you need something?" asked Imelda. 

"Come out here!" Héctor responded. Imelda put on her slippers and ran downstairs and out the front door. 

"Sorry to wake you, mi corazon, but this was the only time I could get away from Ernesto. He is also a heavy sleeper!" Héctor said as soon as he saw Imelda emerge from her house. She ignored him and ran towards him, hugging him. 

"I don't mind at all." 

"Good!" said Héctor. He and Imelda walked down the block to a park bench. 

"It's quite chilly," said Imelda. Héctor nervously put his arm around her. He half expected her to wriggle away, but she moved closer to him, prompting him to pull her in even closer and wrap his other arm around her. He tried to stop his heart from pounding.

Imelda, meanwhile, was looking at the sky. Don't make a weird comment about the stars. Don't do it, Imelda! she thought. "The stars are beautiful tonight." 

Of course.

"Not as beautiful as you," said Héctor. Imelda rolled her eyes, although she secretly enjoyed the cheesy line. 

"I've missed you a lot," Imelda said. 

"I've missed you more. Playing with Ernesto is hard work, and you're the only person who can truly take my mind off of things." 

"If Ernesto ever gets to be too much, write me. I can arrange a time to smack him with my boot." 

"I hope that won't be necessary, but I appreciate the offer."

"Really, Héctor. Thank you for visiting me," Imelda said. 

"Any time, amor. Well, any time Ernesto isn't around."

"You have to stop letting Ernesto control your life." 

"He's just jealous because he doesn't have anyone to go on dates with. I'm obviously the more handsome one of the two of us," Héctor joked. 

"You are!" Imelda said completely seriously. 

"I'm nothing compared to you, hermosa," said Héctor. Imelda smiled. 

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but if Ernesto needs to come along on dates, so be it. I can't go this long without seeing you anymore," Imelda said. 

"Alright. I made quite a bit of money playing today. Maybe we can go to dinner tomorrow night at El Huerto Secreto," said Héctor. 

"Really?" said Imelda. El Huerto Secreto was the nicest restaurant in Santa Cecilia. 

"My treat."

"Amor, I can't let you do that. I'll pay for half of it," said Imelda. 

"No. Imelda, let me do it. It's my fault that Ernesto will be there." 

"Alright, but on the next date, you're not buying a thing."

"Alright."