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I stepped out of the house, and I saw my new friend dumping his garbage in the dumpster. I stopped walking and greeted him with a smile. "Miguel, good morning."
He looks at me and smiles, "Bonita, buenos días. Going somewhere?"
I nodded, "Yup. I'm eating out with a friend." I said.
"Have a good day." he said.
"You too." I said, and then I walked up to Beni's car.
"Quién es ese cabrón?" Beni asked as soon as I closed the car door.
I gave him a sidelong glance before laughing. "Don't curse. His name is Miguel, our new neighbor and my new friend. He moved into the house next to ours two weeks ago." I told him. Kayla and I got acquainted with him when he brought us his homemade dessert, and that's how we became friends. The three of us even went shopping yesterday.
"Where are we eating?" I asked while looking outside. His driver is driving the car, and he also brought a bodyguard with him, which is quite shocking because I never saw him with a bodyguard before. Well, he is famous after all.
"At a restaurante coreano." he said before asking, "He calls you Bonita?"
"Yup." I answered.
"I call you Bonita." he said.
"I know. He's also Latino." I told him.
"Qué? I thought I'm your only Latino friend. I call you Bonita, that's our thing." He said with an upset tone on his voice. What's with him? Is he jealous or something because he's not the only Latino friend I have now?
"Relax. You're still my bestie." I assured him. I suddenly remembered what I wanted to ask him last night. "I am curious about something. You're a guy, so it's better to ask you. How do you know when a guy likes a girl?" I asked while looking out the window. I looked at him to wait for his answer. Why does he look so serious? I don't think there's something wrong with what I asked.
"The cabrón likes you?" he asked, and I frowned 'cause he keeps calling poor Miguel a bastard.
"Beni, stop calling him cabrón. Be nice." I warned him. "I don't know if he likes me, but he always smiles at me every time we see each other. Maybe he's just the friendly type of person. Also, he stares too much when he talks to me, making me feel anxious. Do you think he likes me?" I may be getting ahead of myself, which is why I asked Beni's opinion.
"That cabrón likes you." He answered.
I grinned, but I quickly wiped the smile off my face. "Is that so?" Knowing that someone likes me, makes me feel good. I don't like him, I just met him but still. I'm still not sure if he really likes me that way but still, I'm happy.
"Happy?" He asked while looking at me.
"Of course." I answered with a smile on my face. I took out my phone and checked my notifications. It looks like Miguel posted our photo together yesterday.
"I like you." I heard Beni said.
"I like you too." I said while looking at my phone. I sure do look good in this picture. I immediately liked our picture.
"Do you like him?" he asked and I nodded.
"Que? You don't even know that dumbass..." he said then he started saying something in Spanish which I cannot understand. Although I can't understand him, I believe he is reprimanding me. He had the same reaction as my mother when she found out about my high school crush.
"Dude, chill. I only said I liked him. Can't I like him as a friend? I don't like him romantically, but if I do like him in that way someday, you will be the first to know." I assured him, but it looked like he just got more irritated.
"That dumbass!" he murmured, but I still heard him. What's gotten into him?
We went to a Korean restaurant for dinner. I really love Korean food. We ordered a lot and I ate most of the food. We even ordered takeaway kimbap, which I am eating right now. After we finished eating, we returned to his home.
"Qué estás haciendo?"
I look at him with confusion, "What's that?" I didn't understand what he said.
"What are you doing?" He repeated. He sat next to me while holding a glass of wine and leaned closer to check what I was looking at on my phone.
"I'm listening to your songs while checking the lyrics so I can sing along with the crowd when you perform at Coachella." He invited me to watch his performance at Coachella the following month. Beni doesn't seem to mind when I ask if we could bring Kayla along. He even told me to bring my aunt and Kyle, but my aunt declined, and she wouldn't allow Kyle to come with us without her.
"Which song?" He asked as he sat closer to me, and I showed it to him.
"Wait, does this have a music video?" I asked, but I didn't wait for him to answer. "You know what? I'll check it out on YouTube." I searched for Yo Perreo Sola, and the music video showed up, so I played it, and both of us watched the video. I immediately laughed when I saw him in woman's clothing.
He placed his chin on my shoulder as I leaned on his chest. Now that I think about it, when did I start to feel this at ease with him? When did we become this close?
"Why are you so pretty?" I asked and I heard him chuckle. I even saw him grinding his self which was so funny. The editing is really good on that part.
"Even your boobs is bigger than mine. You look so hot as a woman." I complimented him.
"I am also hot as a man." He said, but I just shrugged it off.
"Eeeeh. If you say so." I jokingly said. He is obviously hot but I just wanted to tease him a bit.
"You don't think I'm hot?" he asked with a look of disbelief on his face.
"You are." I answered.
"Let me show you how hot I can be." He said and he stood up.
"Start that shit again." He said, and I replayed his song, Yo Perreo Sola. At first, he swayed his hips shyly, which made me laugh, but when it got to the chorus part, he went all out. He twerked and rolled his hips like an expert. I was laughing so hard, and I recorded him with my phone. I began cheering for him as well.
I took out a dollar from my wallet and tucked it into the garter of his shorts. He danced even harder when I did that. While I was enjoying his dance, he pulled me up and gestured for me to dance, so I did. I swear, he rolls his hips better than I do.
When the music stopped, we sat down to rest. I continued watching some of his music videos. He lay down on the couch and played on his phone while using my lap as a pillow.
"I like your hair cut on this one." I told him while I watching the music video for Mia featuring Drake. He really looks good in this video.
"It really suits you. Are you planning to cut your hair?" I asked him.
"Not now." he answered.
"This is your natural hair, right? It's curly. I like how it feels." I said while playing with his curls.
"Why are you always surrounded by sexy girls in all of the videos I watch?" I asked him. He looks like a pimp in his music videos since he is surrounded by lots of women.
"Do you want me to be surrounded by sexy guys instead?" He asked.
"No, but I would surely prefer being surrounded by sexy guys." I would undoubtedly be in ecstasy if I ever found myself in such a situation. I was picturing the event and grinning when he flicked me across the forehead.
"Ouchy!" I whined while massaging my forehead. He sat up and grabs the phone from my hand.
"I'm starting to think that I'm a bad influence." I laughed when he said that.
"You are a bad influence." I said and he laughed.
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