Live (2)

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"God my stomach is killing me." The brown haired boy said. Alejandro was live and as soon as he went, his stomach hurt. "Let me call, mi bonita nova." He said. He clicked on your contact, calling mi bonita🤤💘.
( youre italic and ale's italic and bold)

"Hey, babe. What's up?"
"Hi, mamas. Can you come over, my stomach hurts bad."
"Of course, I'll be over in a few. I'll pick some stuff up."
"Thank you, i love you bointa."
"You're welcome, I love you too hermoso."

"She's the best girlfriend ever." I said into the camera. I checked out the comments and i started to blush.

"Awww"
"This called me single in 83648 ways."
"That should be me and mattia 😔"
"Damn y'all cute cute"
"Anyone gonna point out that THEIR THE LEAST PROBLEMATIC COUPLE!"

It was now 5:04pm and alejandro had gotten off live. He was waiting for you and you texted him saying you were now here. He quickly got
on live, "hey guys, y/n's here and she doesn't know im live." You knocked on the door and alejandro opened it. "Hi, baby." You said. "Hi, mamas. Thank you for coming." He said.

"No problem, I got you some medicine, candy, and a heating pad." You take the things over and put them on the coffee table. "Thank you." He rubbed your hips. He looked at you in such admiration and smiled. He leaned in and kissed you. You kissed back and alejandro tried to take it further by placing a hand on your ass. "No, ale. You need to rest, your stomach is killing you. Come on." You take his hand tried to take him upstairs. "Wait." He went over to the couch and got his phone. "Were you live?" You ask. He nods and you smack his head, "bitch." You laugh. He laughs with you and hopped off of live, knowing for sure you guys were going to be on tiktok room.

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made: 04/16/2020🤍
word count: 320🤍

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