Just Wanna Be With You (Carlos)

C4: The Week Begins..

"The dark deed you requested is done, sir," I said once Carlos answered the phone.

"So you hid the body? And no one saw you?" He asked. It sounded like he was holding back a laugh.

"He cried, Carlos. I made the poor guy cry," I whispered.

"You broke up with Harry?" He sounded shocked. I would be too, considering the circumstances.

"Yeah. And now my father hates me, so thanks for that," I teased.

"I'm sorry Becca, I didn't know tha-"

"It's totally fine. I was kidding anyway. And it's probably a good thing. He'll finally get off my case if he's ignoring me now," I said. Carlos let out a half-hearted chuckle. "I'm a free woman!"

We talked a little more about what we wanted to do this week, and then we hung up. ("No you hang up first!" "Carlos hang up the fucking phone." "Fiiiine") I didn't want to tell him about Harry proposing, because he might get jealous or something. I decided to pick out a cute, comfy outfit for tomorrow and then go right to bed. Might as well get a good night sleep before seeing my now one and only boyfriend.

Man, did that feel nice to say.

~

I woke up the next morning at 9:30 and instantly got in the shower. After that, I dried and straightened my hair. Next, I did my make-up kind of natural, because Carlos is one of those 'girls are beautiful without make-up' kind of guys; but that's because he's never seen me without make-up. If he had, he'd know I looked like death without it. I put on the pair of shorts and a plaid button up shirt I'd picked out the previous evening.

When I finished getting ready, I glanced at the clock: somehow I'd managed to take 2 hours to get ready. And thank God, because Carlos was usually early. I heard the doorbell ring and I ran downstairs faster than I ever had before. I opened the door and tried to act as calm as possible.

"Well hi!" I said.

"Your house is even bigger inside than it is outside," he observed, wide-eyed.

I ignored him. "Sooo, what do you wanna do?" I asked.

"Doesn't matter, as long as I'm with you," he whispered sexily into my ear. I raised an eyebrow in response. He smirked.

"We could make out," he suggested. Before I could respond, his lips attacked mine. I was quick to kiss him back.

"Well as fun as kissing you is, we can't do that for 7 days," I muttered against his lips.

"We can try," he reasoned.

I attempted to run away--a failed attempt, as he was much faster than I was. I ran upstairs, hoping to lock myself in the bathroom, but Carlos caught up to me and pressed me against the wall.

"You trying to run away from me?" he asked. The sorrow was clear in his voice. He pouted and looked at me with his big brown eyes. I sighed.

"Of course not!" I teased. He cocked an eyebrow in my direction and picked me up. His hands held onto my legs to support myself against the wall. He turned around to throw me on his back, and I clung onto him like my life depended on it.

"Dingalingaling," he mumbled.

"Excuse me?"

But then I heard the phone ringing.

"Oh. I'll go get it. Come onnnnn" I said tugging at his arm.

I put the phone on speaker.

"Hello?" I answered.