What did you do to me?

It's already four in the afternoon at my friend's house, correction, best friend, whom I love very much but if she doesn't come, I'll kill her! But I kill her! How boring! I can't stand the laziness of my class friends; I don't know the truth, why did my friend Cecilia think about working with them? Is she crazy? Just because they're beautiful and all, but does it matter? I regret being absent from school, if I had gone, nothing like this would be happening, nor would they be here talking like crazy, or dancing the ridiculous little dance of "Tilín" THEY ARE IDIOTS! I get mad just thinking about it

-Angie, what will we do? - says Nicolás. He looked into her eyes. I am very upset. Why are the topics not organized and arranged so that we can finish quickly? The Science and Technology teacher likes that we present the work well. Always in his area, I got very good grades. My father would like me to be a biologist.

- Angie, you don't look pretty doing that gesture - Diego says

He's always so cute to me, but when he hangs out with them I don't like the way he gets. His name is Diego Balladares, the boy he had liked since first grade. When I was in first grade he was plump, but when we went to high school a radical change of three hundred and sixty degrees, now he is a hottie. All the girls in my school are crazy, very crazy about him, but I don't fall in love with the charms of him. as if he were William Franklyn. Oh... That's another level. Diego is tall, he is seventeen years old, his height will be at least sixty-three, he is dark, his lips Oh God! I'm dying, they are fleshy and brown eyes.

Angie already? Either nothing, you already have it or it is difficult for you. I laugh when I hear it. And well yeah I'm making it difficult for him, I've ignored him for 10 years and he's still in love with me and I think he will be. I feel sorry for not wanting to be in his place or his skin, I also have my little heart. I leave my thought and tell him:

- Yes, I know, but you are more ... - I don't finish it, I continue-: I'd better go to the bathroom. Finish doing all your crazy things, but when Cecilia arrives we will do the work, do you understand? - I tell everyone.

Everyone laughs as if he was telling a joke, but Diego does not laugh and says:

-Yeah, okay, but don't bother, okay? Better go to the bathroom and relax - interrupts- Sebastián and says:

- Brother, why don't you accompany her and "calm her down" - everyone laughs except Diego, but he just smiles

You are an idiot I scream

-Don't be heavy, okay? - Diego defends me

-Yes, yes, yes, he says: I better shut up

"If you shut up, you idiot," he growled. I'm furious.

Diego approaches caressing the oval of my face with his rough and large hands and says:

-You better go to the bathroom and relax, don't listen to them - smile

Well, the bad mood has passed me a bit. He has a very pretty smile. I laugh.

- Ignore them, okay? - He says

I look him in the eye and say "yes" with my head and turn around in search of the bathroom because if I am not going to kill Sebastián and Nicolás, what ahead of me! I know I wouldn't do crazy, but they are bugging me a lot. Oh Angie, oh Angie, you don't change, I scold myself. I can't find the bathroom, I go to the second floor and I see an open door. I decide to enter. I check if it is a bathroom. I close. I need to splash water on my face and wash my hands.

Why don't I give Diego a chance? He deserves it. He is always with me, but I don't know ...! what I do? Does he really deserve it? I come out of my questioning. I send a WhatsApp to my friend and she tells me that he is already arriving. I don't believe her, whenever she says he's coming it's because he hasn't left the store yet. I'm deep in thought and Zas! the door opens. Now, who will enter without knocking at the door? If it's Sebastian, I'll break his snout, whatever he tells me, I won't mind. But when I turn around, he's not one of his idiots, but I do find a tremendously sexy guy! Sexy! Sexy! Oh ... God and my guardian angel Hold me because I'm sure I'm going to fall! Calm Angie, seeing that the boy is very tall, next to him would be his little sister, at least he will measure one sixty-five or eight, he is white, he has abs, he wears a T-shirt, I would say that he practices some sport or that he goes to the gym because he is well kept. I swallow hard. His mouth and lips are beautiful, they are not fleshy, -I laugh in my mind-: his eyes oh, oh, oh my guardian angel now if you hold me tight, he has eyelashes that look like a woman and they have hair, Brown.

He pulls me out of my fantasy thoughts and says:

-Hello? -He says but I don't say anything. She greets me and grabs my arm.

-Hi - I laugh nervously

-Why are you coming to my room? - question

It can't be, he's my friend Cecilia's brother, he's going to kill me, he doesn't want me to have anything with her brother, he even made me promise that if I saw him or if I spoke to him, I should do it. just ignore it, although I'm not wrong that's why she hasn't introduced it to me. Because he is very handsome and surely it was assumed that I would not fulfill my promise and who would not. This damn is tempting.

-Hey, why don't you talk? Did the mouse eat your tongue? -He tells me

- I'm sorry, I didn't know it was your room, besides I didn't find the bathroom and I saw this one- I say

-And that's why you go up and come to my bathroom - he says

- I told you I didn't know it was yours - I say in an annoyed tone

"And since you won't realize it, you can't see the bed," he says.

When I turn around, I check that there are doors in this bathroom and I haven't noticed. What are you thinking of me?

-I'm sorry I didn't realize it - I defend myself -: it was closed, as I repeat, I just needed a bathroom, not a room, don't you think?

- of course - he murmurs - well, now can you go? - He says.

Stop, I do not like at all this little tone of this boy and that presumptuous attitude, it will be beautiful and anything but conceited does not go with me and I say:

-I'm so sorry, it was not my intention, if you want to believe me and if not, I don't care, but it will never happen again- I tell him

Nods

I go out when I walk I hear laughter and I stop or rather I literally paralyze. Those giggles, that sound seem familiar to me for the love of God other than them please, please, I feel someone's hands touching my back and I shudder. When I turn around I find Ceci's brother. I'm so close, so close to him. I take a step back and he leans forward and grabs my arm, heading to a small bathroom next door where the laughter comes from and stops me. Surprisingly I verified that my suspicions are Cecilia and my ex, I kill her I'm furious and confused, it makes me want to go in and pull the few strands of his beautiful hair that he has, but Ceci's brother stops me. Cecilia is very close to him touching his face. He is very close to her and she seems to want to kiss him. She can't help it and Zas! she kisses him. I think it lasted a minute. Of course, her idiot dear friend, Angie swallows the story that she's shopping and on her way. "Your purchases seem very entertaining to me and I see the reason why you do not arrive." Then I turn around and look at him. I am very upset with him because he won't let me come in. But the other part of me appreciates it. I speak in a low voice so they won't hear me. but he, deaf to what I say, begins to run his hands over my face until he reaches my mouth, brushing my lips. I smiled nervously. I curse and he continues. I allow it. He is so close to me that he is about to kiss me. He kissed me, our breathing quickened. I hear my exaggerated heart pounding. He will give me tachycardia. He is unaware of his approach to me. He is nervous and very confused. He shows.

I'd give it my all if you're the one who kisses me off guard to allow me to grab your beautiful wavy hair and look at me as my sister looks at that boy and apparently I think you know him. He tells me. Of course, I know them, she is Cecilia and my ex-boyfriend.

ME:

Bowled over

Stunned

Fool

But ... did I hear right or am I very crazy?

Well, no one has ever been so natural when expressing their emotions. But no one has ever made me feel so vulnerable to a stolen kiss. Several people have stolen a kiss from me but I never felt anything. With him yes. I feel very strange.

He stops in front of my mouth, looking at me from behind those beautiful lashes, he sticks out his wet tongue, runs it over my upper lip giving it a light bite. I feel butterflies in my stomach. Then he goes through the bottom and finally sticks his tongue in my uvula.

I can't breathe!

Unconsciously I want more I stick my tongue out, he follows me. I want even more. I like it. Seeing my reaction, his pupils dilate.

My body trembles and vibrates at the same time at the contact of your body. I feel his hands squeeze my ass.

He walks away from me but he doesn't stop touching me

But since I want more, I throw myself on him and stick my tongue at him, thank God he's following me. I jump on him and wrap my feet around his precious waist. He silently exits the small bathroom and heads to his bedroom, closing the door with his feet. I am aware and if I do not stop today, I will lose my virginity to my friend's brother or the conceited one in the bathroom.

When I already control my impulses.

What crazy did I do?

He looks at me ... he looks at me with the face of a mischievous child.

-I do not know what happened to me...

But he won't let me finish talking. He sticks a finger in my mouth. I hold back my urges not to slap him. Despite my friend's betrayal, I know there will be an explanation, even if it seems absurd. Nobody would like to see his best friend with his ex kissing or worse, how quickly he forgot about you. Cecilia will have to give me a good explanation. She wouldn't hurt me too much. She stopped thinking and I moved away from her body because if not, I will declare eternal love. She laughed in my mind. She wants to continue but I didn't let her know with my eyes. I fix my dress and my hair. She doesn't follow me. I leave the room that I myself said I would never enter again. I am at the door of the room wondering whether to enter or not. I want it, but I decide to walk away because I don't want to do something crazy.