The word got out about Miguel's surgery.
Since then, everyone has been wanting to help Miguel as much as they can. One of those things, happens to be a car wash. A fundraising car wash to help with funds for his surgery.
Samantha LaRusso was the one to set most of it up. She visited Miguel in the hospital the other day. And surprisingly, there was no yelling or fighting! See, what'd I say... Progress!
Anyways, this leads to where I am now. The sun was bright and the air was hot, as I helped wash cars.
The car wash got so popular, that the local news showed up! I was in no way TV-presentable, so I tried to stay out of the camera as much as I could. I was sweaty, messy, and it just wasn't very pretty in any way.
Most of the people washing cars were students from West Valley. I knew most of them, but not too well, I guess. I was able to make small conversations here and there, but none of them were very meaningful, or lasted very long.
That is, until a familiar face pulled up.
I wet a sponge in the soapy water, when I heard someone call my name. My gaze lifted and I looked around. A confused look grew on my face. All I saw was cars, water, and people washing cars. No one was looking at me. I thought I was going crazy for a second. But, my confusion left when someone in their car honked and waved at me from inside.
"I'd like a car wash, please!"
I smiled, and walked over to the car. He rolled down his car window and I leaned my arms on the car door. "Hey Henry! Fancy seeing you here!" I said to him.
"Yeah, well, I thought my car was overdue for a wash. And when I see a gorgeous girl washing cars all alone, I thought I'd drop by." He smirked. My jaw dropped playfully. "Excuse me, sir! I am not alone. Don't you see how many people are here?" I asked, moving my hand to point out the tons of people.
He raised and eyebrow, tilted his head and stared at me. It was silent for a moment, before I sighed. "Alright, fine. I guess I'm a little lonely." I admitted. He laughed and responded. "Then I'm here to help!"
"I thought you said you needed a car wash?"
"We can wash it together." He winked and stepped out of his car. Henry was wearing jeans and a hoodie. "How the hell are you supposed to wash a car in that?" I asked, referring to his outfit, which wasn't fit for the occasion.
"What do you mean? I can wash a car in this! Besides, I'm not afraid to get a little wet." He said, before he grabbed the bottom of his hoodie, and pulled it off his body. Taking off his hoodie revealed his perfectly sculpted physique.
I felt his abs the day we met when I wiped some mashed potatoes off of his shirt, but I didn't expect them to look this... perfect.
Suddenly, more sweat started to form on my forehead. Blush rose to my cheeks. I tried to look anywhere but towards him, so he didn't realize my red cheeks.
"I'll prove it to you." He said, before he looked around for a moment. His eyes landed on something and he smiled. He walked a couple feet over, and grabbed a water bucket that was being used to wash cars.
He walked over to me again, with the full bucket in his hands. He looked me in the eyes, wiggled his eyebrows, and before I could process what he was about to do, he lifted the bucket over his head, and poured the whole thing out on himself.
His once loosely curled head of hair, was now pin straight, and sticking to his face. His chest was dripping with water, and most of his jeans were wet as well. He shook his head quickly, sending droplets of water from his hair into the air and surroundings. I started to laugh out loud at his actions.
"I have to admit, I wasn't expecting that." I said through my laughs. "I'm a very unpredictable man!" He shrugged and dropped the bucket to the ground. "You're gonna have to fill that up now, you know?"
"Ugh, fine." He said jokingly. "I'll go get more. I'll be right back!" He said, before he turned and jogged to a nearby water spout.
I smiled and rolled my eyes.
As much as I hate to admit it, I still think of Eli every time I talk to Henry. They are so alike in some ways, but also very different. While seeing Henry's bare torso, I couldn't help but notice the absence of two tattoos.
One of them, a huge Hawk with red hair. And another; a small one. A simple one.
And although small and simple, meant so much to me. A small sun, that Eli put there for me...
-FLASHBACK-
I woke up to the sun shining brightly in my eyes. I slowly started to open my eyes, and process my surroundings. I felt an arm wrapped around my waist. Then I remembered, I stayed the night at Eli's.
I carefully wiggled out of his grasp, so I didn't wake him. I successfully escaped his grasp, and left the bed. Eli shifted on the bed behind me, and I froze, in fear that I had woken him up. I slowly looked back behind me, to see Eli still sound asleep.
I let out a quiet breath of relief, and went to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, freshened up a bit, but still stayed in the clothes Eli gave me to wear as pajamas. I was wearing one of his t-shirts, and a pair of his sweatpants.
A few minutes later, I left the bathroom and entered Eli's room again. I turned to shut the door quietly, when I heard a groan come from Eli. I froze again, before I turned slowly towards him.
His eyes were slowly opening and closing, as he looked around to find me. His eyes found me by the door, before he let out a few words in a raspy, morning voice, that sent the butterflies wild in my stomach.
"Come back and lay down with me..."
I smiled, and walked over to his bed. He scooted over and lifted the blanket, so I could slide into the bed next to him. I laid onto his chest, while he wrapped an arm around me.
I snaked my arm around his waist and laid there with him. We laid together in a comfortable silence.
I started to move my fingers around the small, simple sun tattoo on his chest.
I've thought about getting a tattoo that represents him as well, but I haven't gone around to actually doing it. A small voice in the back of my head keeps telling me not to get it, because something could happen between us, and we wouldn't be together anymore.
But I doubt that. Things between him and I are... perfect. I hope we'll be together forever.
Soon, I heard a soft snore coming from Eli behind me. I looked up at him, and started to admire his beautiful face and features.
His hair wasn't in a mohawk. Instead, it was free and fluffy. I like to run my hands through the soft fluff. So, that's exactly what I did.
I raised my hands up to his messy hair, and softly ran my hands through it. I pushed the hair out of his face, and admired his handsome face once more.
After a few seconds of admiring, a smirk grew on Eli's face. I let out a little gasp, and he opened his eyes.
"Were you awake that whole time?" I asked. "Maybe..." he responded, still smirking. I sat up a little bit. "I wanted to see what you would do." He added.
"Well?" I said, awaiting his response. "Well what?" He asked. "Well did you like what I did?" I asked, cupping his face with my hands.
"It was nice... although, I wouldn't mind doing some other things too..." he proposed with a smirk. I matched his smirk, and decided to play into his energy. "I wouldn't mind either..."
His face turned pink, and his eyes widened. He's not used to me playing along. "Come on then, tough guy. What're you waiting for?" I asked, moving a finger under his chin and bringing his face closer to mine.
His face was still pink, and I could tell he was flustered. With my finger still under his chin, I moved my other hand to his chest. I felt his heart beating quickly. A smirk grew deeper on my face. The thought that I'm making the all-mighty Hawk flustered and speechless makes me want to laugh.
Eli's breathing was heavy. We continued to stare into each other's eyes for a few more seconds, before he leaned in for a kiss, but I moved my head back and away from his. I moved my finger form under his chin, to over his lips.
"Uh, there's no way I'm kissing you when you haven't brushed your teeth yet..."
Eli stayed still for a moment, before he sprang out of bed and ran to the bathroom to brush his teeth.
-END OF FLASHBACK-
"Ready to start?" Henry asked, breaking me out of thought. He was standing in front of me with a fresh bucket of water. I smiled and nodded, and we started washing some cars.
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I'd be lying if I said I wasn't happy Henry showed up. He made washing a bunch of dirty cars fun and engaging.
"What the hell are you talking about!" He said, wiping down a car with a towel to dry it. "Look at me! I'm wet, sweaty. I am in no way TV-presentable." I said, holding out my arms.
Henry then stomped over to me, threw the towel on the ground in the process, and stood behind me. He put his hands on my back, and started to push me forward. "What are you doing?!" I asked, trying to push back.
"You're getting on TV right now!" He said, as he continued to push me. He was pushing me straight towards the news reporter and someone else holding a huge camera. "Henry, no! I just got done explaining this!"
"I won't take 'no' for an answer! You look beyond gorgeous right now, and I want the whole world to know!"
I stamped my feet on the ground harder, to where he couldn't push me anymore; to no avail, though. He bent down, put an arm under my knees and one on my back, and lifted me up.
"Ah damn it!" I yelled, laughing, and he started to run towards the news people. The reporter saw us, and pointed towards us, signaling to the cameraman to point the camera to us.
Once the camera was pointing towards us, Henry stopped running, and yelled, "LOOK AT HOW BEAUTIFUL SHE IS!" He jumped up and down and spun me around while I was still in his arms. Both the cameraman and the news reporter were laughing at us.
I swear my cheeks were a bright red, but I decided to make something beneficial come out of being on live TV.
"We love you, Miguel!" I yelled to the camera, hoping Miguel was watching. Henry repeated after me, and yelled the same thing to the camera. Finally, we both waved to the camera, before they started to film something else.
"Now, put me down you asshole!" I yelled, laughing. Henry listened, and set me down on my feet. "Are you crazy?!" I asked. He shrugged and smiled. "Maybe!"
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. He smirked, and copied my movements. I chuckled, before we both stood there in silence, looking at each other.
"Thanks for calling me pretty." I said quietly. "Actually, I think my words were 'gorgeous' and 'beautiful'. Oh, and did I mention you're stunning? Because you are." He said, walking closer to me.
"Thank you. That means a lot." I thanked again. He gave me a warm smile, and pulled me in. He wrapped his arms around me, in a comforting hug. I hesitated for a second, but soon wrapped my arms around him as well.
And this time, I didn't think about Eli.
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☞︎ HAWK'S POV ☜︎
Assface and I rounded the corner, and pulled up to a nearby car wash on our motorcycles. We both parked by the entrance, and opened our helmets.
I looked around with a disgusted look on my face. I can't fucking believe this. They've got pictures of Miguel glued to posters, so they can get money.
"They're literally using Miguel as their poster child." I said angrily, and I looked at money being given to one of the Miyagi-Do students. "He's not Miyagi-Do! They think they can get away with that?" Assface yelled, looking over to me.
I shook my head. "They won't." I stated firmly. I closed my helmet again, and started my motorcycle back up again. Assface did the same from beside me.
Assface started to pull out of the lot. I started to as well, before I looked back at the car wash once again. But this time, something caught my eye.
Y/n.
Her y/h/c was shining in the sun, and her usual, beautiful smile was plastered on her beautiful face.
Every time I see her, I feel sorrow, guilt, and anger build up inside me. I can't even express how much I want her to be mine again. How much I want to feel her touch. How much I want to hear her sweet voice talk to me. How much I want to tell her that I still love her.
I've thought about driving to y/n's apartment, banging on the door, yelling to Uncle Bucky that I love his niece with all my heart and that he can go fuck off if he doesn't like us together... but I always decided against it.
Assface pulled back up next to me again. "What's the matter?" He yelled loudly through his helmet. I opened my helmet again so I could get a better look at y/n.
But then I realized what she was laughing at. Or more specifically, who she was laughing at.
It's that pussy from the hospital.
Y/n. My y/n. Is laughing with another guy... and it's not me. I felt my body tense as I continued to watch the two together.
Suddenly, the guy went behind y/n, and started to push her. I turned off my bike quickly, and got off. I started to walk towards them, with every intention of going over there and beating that kid's ass.
I only got a few feet away, when I felt Assface pull my arm back. I turned back to him, and pushed him off of me. "Don't touch me, pussy!" I yelled angrily, before I turned back towards y/n.
Now the guy was holding y/n in his arms, and was talking in front of a news camera. I heard him yell something, but couldn't quite hear what it was.
Then Assface stood in front of me, and blocked my way towards the two. He held his hand up. "Dude, it's over! You guys broke up, get over it!" He yelled. I smacked his hand away from me.
"Don't fucking tell me what to do! You don't know anything!" I yelled at him. "Get in my way again, and you're going down." I stated, before turning around and walking back to my bike.
I got on, and looked back to y/n once again. Now, she was hugging the guy! I could feel my blood boiling. I felt like beating that shithead guy unconscious.
I hated him with every fiber of my being. Y/n can't be with him.
She is meant to be with me.
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☞︎ Y/N'S POV ☜︎
The school bell rang, signaling the end of class, and the start of passing period.
I stood up from my seat, and left the classroom. I walked through the hall, and down into another. I had to stop by my locker for a book I needed for my next class. I made it to my locker, and opened it.
I went into my backpack, grabbed a book I didn't need, and replaced it with the one I did need. I was putting the new one in my backpack, when I heard my locker slam closed. The loud sound nearly scared me half to death. I put my hand on my chest, and looked back to my locker. What I saw though, made me angry.
Hawk. Standing there with an angered expression on his face. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of me being scared, so I let out one single huff of air.
"Who is he." He asked, which sounded more like a statement.
I decided to ignore his question, and walk away. I stormed past him. He didn't give up easily, though.
"I said, who is he!" He yelled, as he followed me down the hallway. "What the fuck are you talking about." I asked rudely, which also sounded more like a statement.
"You fucking know what I'm talking about. That pussy who had his hands all over you yesterday."
I thought about his words for a second, before it clicked. He probably saw Henry and I...
"Mind your own damn business." I stated.
"I don't think I want to." He responded quickly.
"I don't care what you want." I fired back. I continued to walk quickly down the hallway, as Hawk continued to follow me.
He went quiet. He was speechless and angry. Eventually, he found words to say, and yelled them. "You can't be with him!"
I came to an immediate stop, and whipped my head towards him. I stared at him for a moment, baffled and angry.
"You don't get to fucking tell me what to do! You're the one that broke up with me!" I yelled at him. I paused for a moment. "You stood there, and yelled in my face! You stood there, and told me I was a problem!" I paused again.
"I don't know where in your small mind you think you have the right to tell me what I can or can't do! I made you who you are today! You were a quiet, weak little boy, who couldn't even talk to a girl!"
The late bell rang, signaling the start of class. Hawk stood there and listened to my loud words.
"I shouldn't have wasted my time with you, because you were the biggest mistake I have ever made... I hate you with everything inside me.
And I will hate you forever."
I started to slowly back away from Hawk. "Burn in hell." I yelled at him, before I turned around, and quickly walked to class.
I left him standing there, speechless.
I felt anger coursing through my veins, for sure. But I also felt a little relieved. I've been wanting to say those things to him ever since that day. He needed to see how hurt he made me.
Today marked the day, that I was sure...
I hated Eli Moskowitz.
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