Love Is a Losing Game // Joel Pimentel

33 | Let You Go

Chapter Thirty-Three

Blu's POV

"Why would you ask him that knowing that he doesn't know he's the one you actually chose?" Joaquín asks with an exasperated expression.

"I don't even know," I say just as exasperated.

"Yoandri's gonna flip shit when he finds out," he snorts with a knowing look.

"I'm also aware of that," I mumble as I drag a hand down my face.

Joaquín and I were in the library discussing me asking Joel to hang out for today and what would most likely happen as a result. So far we had about three possibilities.

1) Yoandri kills Joel.
2) Joel kisses me and we run off into the sunset.
3) I cancel last minute because of my anxiousness about what might happen.

We knew that none of these might happen and that what would most likely occur was that me and Joel would hang out, have a good time, and then come home. I would then tell Yoandri and he would care for me enough as to not do anything drastic.

Silence enters my thoughts before I groan, yeah right. He's totally not gonna murder his only competition.

"Hey, Blu?" a voice questions which tears me out of my thoughts. I turn my head to see the face that could both calm me down and have my body burning at the same time.

Joel plops down next to me and begins to scroll through his phone before asking me another question. "What do you think of this tie? Will it match your outfit?"

He shows me the picture of the silver tie and I nod, "Yeah, I'm wearing a suit too, I'll accessorize with silver. Sound good?"

Joel nods in agreement, gives me a quick side hug before mumbling a goodbye, and walks away after dapping up Joaquín. I plop back down onto my best friends lap and he shakes his head at me with an amused smile.

"What now?" I ask.

"Nothing. It's just that your kids are gonna be cute," he shrugs.

I laugh and roll my eyes, shoving his shoulder, "I dislike you."

***

I nervously knock on Joel's door and he opens it almost immediately with a huge grin on his face. He says, "Come on," before tugging on my hand and leading me up to a room in his household.

Once at the door he stops for a second and looks at me. He takes a step forward, almost making our bodies touch, and takes a breath, "So I know you were the one who asked me to chill, but I kinda wanted us to have a movie, or game night if that's alright with you?"

I smile gratefully and nod, taking the step so that our chests are brushing before turning him around so that he can open the door. Just as he puts his hand on the handle I feel my heart tug at my chest and immediately have an internal debate to see what it was that it wanted me to do exactly.

You should hug him.

Definitely not.

It's not like he wouldn't like it.

But what if he thinks it's like me trying to love him up?

Just do it!

My fingers are the first to meet his back and then my hands slowly begin to encircle his waist. My feet move slowly, and then my body is pressed against his back, my head resting softly on the place behind his heart so that I can now hear his breathing.

His back tenses for a split second before melting into my touch and he takes in a breath so gentle I almost miss it. Our bodies warm at such contact and I can't help but plant a kiss on the curve of his back.

"You shouldn't be doing all that," he says as he sighs softly when my lips kiss the nape of his neck. I immediately let go of him, feeling slightly dumb about going with my feelings instead of my mind.

"Okay. Let's go, I'm ready for this game night," I say with a smile, trying to downplay my hurt. He sighs and turns around, apparently picking up on my feelings.

"Don't get me wrong, I love whenever you demonstrate affection towards me, princesa. I just don't want to get in the way of your happiness," he says as his fingers come up to tuck a piece of hair away from my face.

"What if I need you to be ha-"

"Don't finish that sentence," he whispers painfully.

"Why not?" I ask with a slightly sharper tone.

He closes his eyes before looking up at the ceiling then gazing down at me with so much tenderness in his eyes that my breath catches in my throat.

"Because then I won't ever be able to let you go," he stops before continuing his thought.

"And I need to let you go before you hurt me again."

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a/n

i almost died on a water slide yesterday hehe