𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐎𝐧 𝐓𝐨 𝐌𝐞 - 𝗠𝗶𝗴𝘂𝗲𝗹 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗮 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀

• prayers •

(miguel): "BRO WTF-"

(y/n): "go get a new shirt."

(miguel): "I DONT HAVE ANYMORE-"

(y/n): "i don't know what you're gonna do. you think you can talk to me like that, then you can go to the gym like that."

(miguel): "that was like my last white shirt wtf-"

(y/n): "i don't care. i don't care, go to the gym." i slapped his stomach slightly since it was bare and he was just standing like 🧍‍♀️😐

(y/n): "i dont care, i'ma be out."

(miguel): "okay. be out. i'ma find a new girl at the gym."

(y/n): "m'kay. i'm glad you will. i'm glad you-" i grabbed a half empty water bottle and he immediately knew what i was bouta do.

(miguel): "BRO DONT THROW THAT- STOP-"

(y/n): "what?" i threw it at him and it hit his thigh so he immediately held it and went "OWWWW"

(miguel): "you dumb puta- WAIT Y/N-" i went to grab it again from the floor, him tryna take it from me while laughing but i got it in time.

he backed up and fell back onto the bed, screaming with his arms out like he's trying to stop me while i was holding up the water bottle in a threatening way.

(miguel): "i'm fucking leaving you- stop- STOP-" i hit his leg with the bottle once.

(y/n): "you think you can talk to me like this miguel?"

(miguel): "name one thing you do for me." i was about to hit him when he said that so my face went from 😠 to 😧

(y/n): "i literally just cleaned the whole mf house, you went and played gta all day and you made the house a mess."

(miguel): "okay you know what my ex did? ate my ass while i played gta."

(y/n): "i'm glad she did, cuz you don't have an ex." he sighed and i hit his leg with the water bottle hard.

(miguel): "OWW- STOP. you're fucking crazy-" he said with a slight giggle.

(y/n): "no cuz you wanna find a new bitch? i'll break your mf knee caps."

(miguel): "i literally pray to god everyday to take the craziness out of you, you stupid- OWWW" i hit him like 5 times on his legs and knees.

(y/n): "ITS IN MY BLOOD."

(miguel): "OUCHH ITS LEG DAY!" he held his legs in pain.

(y/n): "I KNOW."

(miguel): "ITS LEG DAY- AAAAOWWWW." he dramatically fake cried as I hit his legs 3 more times.

(y/n): "find a new bitch like that." i walked to the side of the bed while he was whimpering and holding his legs in pain.

(miguel): "bro what's wrong with you?" he turned to his side on the bed.

(y/n): "here's your fucking cortisone cream for your back, find a new bitch who could put this on your back." i held up the cortisone cream and got onto the bed. I put some into my hand and started smacking it onto his back.

(miguel): "OW- U DUMMY I DONT NEED THAT ANYMORE." I put the cream back to where it was and he stood up from the bed.

(y/n): "yeah? you don't need it anymore?" i smacked the remaining cream i had on my hand onto his chest as he picked up his phone from the bed and i went stood on the side of the bed.

(miguel): "hey siri call 911. dumb puta-" i threw the water bottle at his face from all the way where I was which hit his mouth.

he fell dramatically and I bursted out laughing because of the way it hit his mouth. I went to approach him but he ran away and stood on my bed to get away from me while I was just laughing and standing at the end of the bed.

(miguel): "GET TF AWAY FROM ME." he said muffled since he had his hand over his mouth and hopped off the bed, standing at the door now.

(miguel): "UR FUCKING CRAZY." he still had his hand over his mouth.

(y/n): "okay so then leave. before it gets even crazier up in here. you wanna talk to me like that? let's get crazy. let's get ready to rumble, c'mon. because you wanna talk to me crazy, i'll act crazy."

i giggled a bit at the way he was standing at the door like 🧍‍♀️ with his hand over his mouth in pain supposedly.

(miguel): "get the insurance. i need new teeth now you dumb-" i raised my hand to smack him.

(miguel): "ITS A MF PRANK STOP- i'm bleeding." he took his hand off his mouth which he wasn't even bleeding at all. drama queen.

(y/n): "no you're not you're just salivating."

(miguel): "oh my god bro that was horrible. WHAT THE FUCK." he went to the nightstand and grabbed the camera.

(y/n): "that's what you get."

(miguel): "what is wrong with you?"

(y/n): "YOURE TALKING TO ME CRAZY?!"

(miguel): "MY TEETH."

(y/n): "I DONT CARE YOU WERE TALKING TO ME CRAZY. remember what i said? about if you talk to me crazy, i'm gonna knock your teeth out! don't. talk. to. me. crazy."

he showed the camera how he looked, shirtless now since i ripped his shirt off, his chest and back red, his legs red too so i pinched his nipples.

(miguel): "AAAAAOWWWW-" i bursted out laughing.

(miguel): "i will scorpion kick tf out of you."

(y/n): "do it. DO IT."

(miguel): "why are you so ru-"

(y/n): "because you don't talk to me like that!"

(miguel): "you're like so- how do i even say it- you're literally a menace bro, fuck outta here."

(y/n): "yeah cuz you don't talk to me like that. you can get your ass beat if you think you can talk to me like that."

(miguel): "this video better get 7 million likes bro like she literally threw a water bottle at my face from a mile away."

(y/n): "i tried to aim for your pee pee actually."

(miguel): "am i missing a tooth?!" he showed the camera his teeth while i just wheezed.

(miguel): "i'm scared to prank y/n cuz you never know wtf is about to happen bro, i almost lost a mf tooth."

(y/n): "i woke up from a nap, i come to come change and you're asking for a new bitch like if i don't do enough things for you."

(miguel): "sorry.."

(y/n): "yeah you better be fucking sorry-"

(miguel): "I AINT SORRY PUTA-"

(y/n): "you wanna sleep on the couch tonight? cuz that's where tf you're sleeping."

(miguel): "nah i got you good, you believed me. you literally broke my jaw dummy."

(y/n): "no i literally didn't, you're such a drama queen i swear."

he showed the camera my new diamond necklace i bought myself and i smacked his hand away since he was bouta touch it.

(y/n): "yeah and you wanna call me broke and shit? like if i don't take care of you like a mf child and my net worth isn't 23 million fucking dollars?"

(miguel): "ITS OVER-"

(y/n): "IT DOESNT MATTER. watch what you say cuz your words were literally FLYING out of your mouth as if i wouldn't really smack you."

(miguel): "ITS OVER, JANICE WAS IN THE PAST-"

(y/n): "U DONT HAVE A MF JANICE SHUT UP."

LATE AHH CHAPTER SORRY GUYS I JUST SPENT 2 HOURS SEWING BAND PATCHES ONTO MY NEW BACKPACK CUZ I'M STARTING SCHOOL MONDAY N OPEN HOUSE IS TOMORROW 😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔💔💔🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕