Forever Yours ( Juan Karlos fanfic)

Chapter 4

The van pulls up at a building, where Juan Karlos is standing.

"Oh my god." I turn around, fanning myself as Mia breathes deeply.

"I can't do this." I whisper to her. "What?" She whispers back

. "It's just weird, how I'm about to meet my lifelong crush." I wince and glance behind me, to find him staring at me.

"You go first." I push Mia out before she can protest.

She stands still for a second.

Then she breathes out and walks towards him.

"Hi." She squeaks.

"Hey. I don't remember you from the voice..." "Oh, no. I'm the friend of the 1st runner up." Mia smiles.

Okay, it's now or never.

I climb out of the van. Smiling as I approach them.

"Oh, yeah. First runner. Amber Ramirez right?" He asks me as my heart flutters.

Jesus, he just said your name. Pull it together Amber!

"Yeah." I smile.

"Get your things, we're moving to an RV."
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"Alright," Toni claps her hands, pulling out a list.

"Darren, Lyca, Darlene, and JK..."

"Here."
"Bea, Amber, Grazz, Christina, and Mia.."

"All here!"

"And then the coaches.....and Bonnie." She acknowledges, checking them off before sitting next to Luis.

The RV starts and soon we're on the road.

I clear my throat. "So, where are we going?" I look at JK. "Baguio, I think." I nod in reply.

He dozes off sooner than I thought and I motion over to Darlene.

"Do you wanna do something fun?" I whisper to her as she nods excitedly.

"Get the whipped cream from the fridge and pull out one of those feathers from your headband."

Before I know it, Darren, Lyca, Darlene, and Bea, are gathered around JK as I squirt whipped cream in his hand.

We tickle his nose with the feather and, just as planned, he wipes his face with his whipped cream covered hand.

His eyes pop open and he grabs the nearest person to him.

Which had to be me.

He tickles me as everyone runs out of the little room we're in.

And Bamboo has to come in at that moment, when he's on top of me and tickling me.

His eyes widen more than ever before as I blush.

This couldn't get anymore awkward.
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After what seemed like 2 years, we pull up at Baguio Hotel, where everyone jumps out of the RV, leaving only me and JK.

I look out at the foggy mountains from where I'm curled into a ball on the chair.

I pull a sweater over me before nuzzling into my little comfort ball again.

"Your not going out?" He asks. I shake my head.

"Why?"
"I...really don't like the cold." Or, I just can't stand it because I'm mere feet away from you... Either way.

"You're cold?" He looks over at me.

Ay hindi... I just like suddenly and randomly balling myself on a chair.

I nod.

Before I know it, he's wrapping his arms around me.

"I'll keep you warm princessa."
Ladies and gentlemen.

Boys and girls.

I am having palpatations.

Save me please.