Made this for fun
she had no intention to fall in love with a man, little did she knew, she fell in Johnny 'Coco' Cruz's love spell. That man had her and she had him. Marisol never thought she would fall for him, i mean, a whore of a mother, ladies...
"Well, im starving." Coco said as we sat down on a booth. Johnny here is treating me with a breakfast. I mean, Who doesn't say no to breakfast?
"When are you not?" I smiled at him. The waiter took our orders. I massaged my neck.
"Whats wrong?"
"I slept wrong. I slept in the living on my dads chair, probably thats why its been hurting like a bitch." The food arrived and we began to eat. Man, its been a while since a breakfast like this. I really dont have time to make pancakes anymore. Plus they weren't as good as my mothers. "So anything new since we last saw each other?"
"Nope, just missing you." I chuckled.
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"You are something else Cruz." I took a sip out of my water.
"I got a question for you." Oh no. I get nervous when people say that. I did i do wrong? Did i say something?
"Uh, sure."
"Why don't you ever get mad?" I sat there with a long pause. At least it wasn't bad.
"It's a short life to get mad at things. Sometimes it's stupid to get mad. I learned the hard way after Ez went to prison. Its not worth getting mad at little things, unless its huge." I pat Coco's hand. "Thats why i don't get mad."
"You are a gift full of surprises." He smirks. I laughed out loud. "Im glad that we're here." We ate our food and chatted for hours at the restaurant.
"Man I haven't laughed this hard before." I catch my breath as we left. Since the restaurant was close by my house, we just walked there. I held Coco's hand as we walked back home.
"Tell me Marisol, what do see in the future?" I stopped, still holding his hand.
"Seriously?" He nodded. "Well." We began to walk again. "As a kid, i wanted to get married to Enrique Iglesias, since he was my pretend boyfriend as a kid, he is so hot and-" i looked at Coco who was getting jealous over a celebrity. "But not as hot as you mi amor." He smirked. "I would get proposed at Santa Monica Pier, at the top of the ferris wheel. Then, have kids, definitely having boys. Later, they will hang with uncle Angel and uncle Ez. And then on the weekends, to get away from the kids, go to abuelo Felipes house. and Nothing bad can happen to us." I then remembered, Jimenez. I cant live like this anymore.
"Sounds-"
"Stupid? Thats what 10 year old Marisol was thinking." We stopped at my front yard.
"Sounds something i would love to live in." I started to blush. "I will be with you every step of the way."
"Its a 10 year olds fantasy."
"And it could be ours." He kissed my lips. "The kids would definitely start learning how to ride motorcycles at the age 6."
"Oh definitely." I nodded my head. "Well, you have to go, be safe. Text me when you get back." I kissed him.
"I always do." We stood there like teenagers who aren't allowed to touch each other. "Leave the door open?"
