STORY 2:
Camila Cabello & Shawn Mendez- Señorita
'Sweat drippin' off me. Before I even knew her name'
<>
Her into body radiated with heat as she stared at the person in front of her, not expected him to say such a thing.
"-W-what?
"You really want me to repeat myself?" He arched a brow, smirking at her flustered state. "Uh-I..."
"... I- I don't- I don't know. I don't understand. I just- why would you say such a thing?"
I asked absolutely baffled. I couldn't think nor could I act. I didn't understand why he would ask such a thing.
"Why?" I sucked in a breathe when he came closer and took a step back. "I- I uhm, I- shit." I cussed almost dropping in the burgundy red vase that was on the table.
We were in a library for God's sake. I wouldn't want to damage private property and pay with my broke ass wallet, now would I?
I could feel my face burning up, along with my ears. Oh shit, they were burning but- my mind still contemplating if what he said was real or just- I don't know anymore.
I mean, why would he? That question alone could not be answered.
"I know it's wrong...thinking this way, but can you blame me?"
I looked at him, baffled that he had a tint of pink evident on his face
"Yes and at this moment you're not thinking straight. I just- you're confused, yes?"
"Yes and no."
My brows furrowed deeply and I'm sure the confusion on my face was clear.
"Señorita" I gulped at that and I'm pretty sure he noticed because he was so near- that it'd impossible for him not to. His warm breathe fanned my face- making me more hotter than I already was and I just remained as still as a statue and accidentally I bit my lip, which only made his Jupiter colored eyes, to drop down and look at them- I was sure I ran out of breathe this time. "Yes because I can't think when I'm around you, I lose myself when I'm around you. And no, I'm not confused. 'Cause this, this is what I want.
Those words pierced into my soul. How I wanted to embrace the moment, to hold him and never let go...forever in that moment, never-ending joy and happiness lied in his eyes. I knew deep down I felt the same. No matter how many times I tried to get rid of it.
His hand made its way to my face. It was warm, gentle and reassuring.
"I know I can never be what you want...but I can be what you need"
I wanted to believe him. I wanted to believe him so bad but it couldn't. How could a person like him, be somewhat interested in someone like me?
It didn't make any sense as much as I wanted it to. If I was still in my right mind, I wasn't sure if I would be saying this. Because how? How in the world did I get to even question myself when I've always been able to do the opposite in front of others. Because I knew my worth but I still questioned it deep within me. How? How was it possible that he got to get that out of me?
I was simply confused.
Amazed and perplexed. "You don't know what you're saying." I shook my head in
denial. "If only you knew, If only you knew how I feel about you and when I'm around you. You don't know what you do me"
"...I'm addicted."
"...And all I want to do is to kiss you Señorita." I froze and my lips parted slightly. But the next words that came out of my mouth, I didn't realize then until they came out. "Do it. Kiss me."
He seemed shocked for a moment but it all faded away just as our eyes locked. My eyes fluttered closed and I could feel him lean in. His warm big hand was on my neck, our lips touched. My heart began to race like crazy.
"Am I interrupting?"