My Bestfriend's Father (Spooky)

Chapter 4

Oscar

When I agreed to have one of Cortez's friends over I didn't think he would bring over a girl. Let alone a girl as beautiful as Hermione is. I never thought I would like one of my sons friends. She's also his best friend. I thought after Cortez's mother left us I'd never want to be with another woman. But here I am sitting in my bedroom with Hermione watching a movie waiting for Cortez to get off of work. She was laughing at every joke that I made, even the dark ones and didn't mind slapping my knee when she was laughing too hard. "Oh shit that was a knee slapped." She laughed wiping the tears from under her eyes.

"Dad I'm home!" Cortez yelled as the front door closed. "In here!" I yelled back to him. After a few seconds my bedroom door opened and Cortez looked a little shocked. "What are you doing here Hermione?" He asked her. "I came to get my clothes I left last night but decided to wait for you to get off so I could spend the night, duh." He nodded as she got off my bed and walked to the door. "Thanks for keeping me company Oscar." She smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile back. As soon as she closed my door I got up to go chill with Tito.

I walked out the front door seeing him lifting weights with the rest of Los Santos. "Sad Eyes come on we're riding out." He put the weights down getting in the car with me and we left. "Wassup mano?" He asked as I drove. "Vato I'm fucked up. Like really fucked up." He started laughing. "What's got you so fucked up mano?" I took a few deep breaths as we pulled into a parking lot. Parking the car I closed my eyes and spoke up "I think I like Hermione." I heard him stop moving for a second. "Isn't she like 14?" I couldn't help but laugh. "Hell nah, she's 17 and my sons best friend! What the hell am I gonna do mano?" He started laughing at me again.

"What do you like about her? As a matter of fact what do you even know about her?" He asked me. "She's smart, sweet, beautiful, and sh-." He cut me off. "Hold up a minute. Did you just call a girl sweet and beautiful?" I nodded my head and he looked at me like I had gone loco. "Vato you are fucked up." I sighed slamming my head on my steering wheel. "And she laughs at all my jokes mano. No one has ever done that. Not even Carmen!" Tito shook his head at me. "That's it, you need to keep your cool and try not to think about her. I get she's gonna be around more because of Cortez but you need to take a step back and really think before you act." I nodded as I started the car and thought about what he said.

As soon as we pulled into my driveway Hermione and Cortez were standing outside. "Dad Hermione needs some clothes, do you mind giving her a ride to pick some up?" He yelled before I could get out of the car. I nodded and she came running to the car hopping inside. "Thank you Oscar." Nodding I pulled off again going to her house. Once we made it to her house she ran inside to get her stuff. Oh Dios mío she is so fine. I really hope she thinks I look good. I know I used to when I was like 20 but I'm older now and I have a lot more scars. She probably thinks I'm gross, even if she did say I looked okay. She was probably just being nice. What if she thinks I'm just a gangbanger?

"Oh this is my song!" She exclaimed turning up the radio. When did she get back? "I'm just costin' drop the top and roll straight S.M.V.C.C. 805." Damn she just got hotter. "So you like the old shit?" I asked as I drove down the street. "Hell yeah. You gotta appreciate the old shit so you can like the new shit. But if I'm honest the oldies is so much better than the new stuff out today in my personal opinion." Oh Dios mío she's making me like her more and more every time she opens her pretty little mouth. "How you know about all this shit anyways?" I asked as we pulled into my driveway. "My Abuelita. She used to be a chola when she was my age. If it where up to me I would have been born around the same time as you. I would have loved to grow up dressing like the old cholas, listening to that type of music, and enjoying the lifestyle back then. My Abuelita always told me I was an old soul." Her Abuelita was right, she is an old soul. I think that's one of the reasons I like her, even if she is 17.

"You act like your about my age, but age is just a number. If my eyes where closed I'd think you where at least 27. And I mean that in the nicest way possible." She smiled at me while giggling. Yep that giggle is so cute. "Let's go I'm starving." She spoke grabbing her bag and getting out of the car. Following her inside I decided I'd cook tonight. We've ate out for a week and I need some real food tonight. "Tez we're back!" She yelled dropping her bag on the couch plopping down throwing her feet up on the coffee table. I smiled to myself thinking about how she finally made this place her second home.

As soon as dinner was done we all ate and talked about just about everything. "Oh dad I have an away football game Friday, are you coming?" Tez asked me. "Of course. Hermione will you need a ride?" I didn't mind taking her, I knew she'd want to support her best friend. "Actually I'll be riding with Tez. I'm a cheerleader." Oh shit.

Edited October 4th, 2021