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-Mateos pov
Stepping into Vicente's bedroom was probably a bad idea. I went to get him cause Marcello got here with the cake and I seen him walk into his room earlier but I thought Zaya would have been out by now. I thought wrong.
I walk in smiling and see them staring intently at each other. Unsaid things in each others eyes. Were they hiding something behind my back?
"Hey guys cakes here and Marcello" I force a smile and back out of the room. Vicente is a great friend but he's such a shitty boyfriend. I don't want Zay getting hurt by him and especially because she doesn't date often.
When Zay does love, she loves hard. She puts her entire being into loving that person. If I could choose how to love, that would be it.
On the other hand, Vicente treats his girls like shit. He invalidates their feelings and then wittles them down to nothing after making them feel worthless. I love him as a friend but he is not suited for Zaya.
I walk back into the party and everyone is waiting for Vicente, including Marcello his older brother.
Marcello is a pretty tall guy, he's six foot four, has great hair, green eyes, sharp jawline, and muscles. Any girls dream guy. Too bad he's focused on his career. I've heard he's had a girlfriend before but he's never told me about it before which is weird but ok with me. I try to avoid girl topics with him as it's a touchy subject but otherwise he's a pretty fun guy.
Zay has told me before how he's soooooo hot and she wants to bite a chunk out of his biceps. I roll my eyes mentally at the memory of us before this summer.
"Hey Marcello how's it going man." Talking over the random song as I dab him up. He smiles at me looking down slightly.
"You know the usual, college, grades, work, ma." He smiles and pats me on the back as he takes a sip out of his beer.
"Sounds boring. Don't you ever get tired of college?" I ask before glancing around the room taking in the large living room of the Lopez's. The couch was against the farthest wall and the coffee table was a makeshift dining table for the people here to celebrate Vs birthday. The chocolate cake sat there waiting to be sliced and ate by the many people waiting.
"Sometimes but you just gotta get over it and ride it through." I nod at his words engrossed in the people around us.
I look around shifting on my feet back and forth waiting and waiting for my best friend to come back and I finally see her curly hair in the crowd with Vicente behind her. Vicente is smirking and walking toward us with Zaya close to him. Zaya looks upset but she's trying to hide it with a smile as she walks up to me.
"Finally god damn Zay." I mutter and grab her hand and pull her away from Vicente. I don't want Zay by him without me anymore. He obviously can't keep her happy if she's looking at me with relief.
"Hey man happy birthday" Marcello says to Vicente as he pulls him in for a hug and pats his back twice. I smile and look to the cake so Vicente can take a hint and blow out the candles that say eighteen.
I grab Zayas cropped shirt and drag her closer. She doesn't seem to mind while she goes on her phone while everyone says a brief happy birthday to Vicente.
"Wanna get out of here?" I whisper to Zay so no one else can hear me. She nods her head once like she read a text off her phone. Smart.
I make my way to the door with Zaya right behind me as we make our grand escape.
She's giggling and I'm laughing as we walk outside and stare at the cloudy skies. It's mid august so it might rain but it might not. Only time will tell.
We head to my black car and get in. We're both breathless and giggling. I look over and I glance into her eyes, I slowly calm my breathing and I just can't stop staring in her brown eyes or at Her pink and brown plump lips, her eyebrows that have the perfect arch, her high cheek bones, and her dark curly hair.
I blush and catch myself staring at my best friend since childhood. Like I could even pull her if I tried. I don't compare to her beauty but if I wanted her I would try to win her over to my side.
I start the car and back out of Vicente's driveway as it starts to sprinkle.
"Why were you upset earlier?" I turn my head over to the right so I can see her turn her head in surprise at my question.
She shakes her head and mutters a nothing under her breath. Not an answer.
"Was it Vicente?" I stare her down while managing to continue drive just fine. A year or two of driving friends everywhere can do that to a person. She nods once and stares out the window.
I turn my head back and shake my head. She obviously didn't want to talk about it. What could he have possibly done to upset her.
She seems very hesitant and opens her mouth once but shakes her head slightly and leans her head on the window and stares out at the landscape while the rain trickles down in front of her, possibly matching how she feels.
I drive with no place in mind just hoping that Zay is comfortable. Her posture speak for her sitting curled up with no seatbelt obviously trusting me but still not safe at all for her. Her eyes were shut leaving me staring at her mascara flakes. She was beautiful but there was no way I could date her or even make a move. We're best friends so it's not even acceptable plus it might ruin our friendship and that's not something I want.
I could barely survive without her this summer so how would I even let her go? Not possible. I shift my eyes to dash, the clock reads 1:29 pm. We haven't been out for that long. We should go find a place to get lunch. Well I should I mean.
I sift my eyes around looking for a place that sounds good and I decide on a local diner in the next town over. I switch my lane over so I can go to the exit and continue to drive. I hear light snores and I look over to find Zay with her mouth partially parted and her cheek smushed against the cold glass. Her warm breath making a little cloud on my window. She looks angelic as she sleeps in my passenger seat.
I pull into the local diner parking lot and put the car in park. Zay slowly gets up and looks around. She sorta looks startled. I grab my phone and send a quick text off to Vicente telling him Zay didn't feel good so we had to leave the party so he didn't think we ditched him but we might have.
"Where are we" she murmur's still half asleep as she rubs the tiredness out of her eyes. I lean back and grab the water in my cup holder and take a drink before answering her.
"We're gonna go have lunch at this diner." I shrug and grab my keys out of the ignition and grab my wallet. Zay tiredly hands me her wallet before checking her notifications and opening her door.
We get out and I make sure to lock the car and start to head inside. I rush ahead a little and hold the door open for Zay and a small family.
Zaya is waiting patiently on the inside smiling at me with her full tooth smile. Her dimples appearing on her cheeks.
I smile right back and we wait for a hostess to seat us. I look around at the log cabin themed diner. It reminds me of a horror movie in the woods or something of that sort. I wouldn't want to be in that situation ever. I can only watch horrors with someone. Zaya bullied me for this and calls me a pussy but she's not saying that when she's practically in my lap when we watch a horror movie together.
"Wanna hang out tonight and watch a horror movie?" I ask with clear excitement in my eyes. Her eyes light up and she looks so joyous.
"Yes oh my god. We have to get snacks and who's house?" She asks happily.
"Hmm I vote your house." I shrug and she agrees before the polite hostess guides us to a table near the front. She smiles extra wide at me and leaves menus and silverware for us.
"What movie will we watch though." She asks not as excited. Zaya and I always watch scary movies together it's sort of a constant thing.
"How about the Annabelle movies?" I ask surfing the menu. Shrimp pasta? At a diner hell no. Not in the mood for a burger either. I'll just get chicken tenders I'm sure they will be fine.
"Yea alright I'm fine with that. What are you getting?" Zay asks from across me at our booth.
"Chicken tenders with a side of fries." I shrug and put the menu down. She nods her head still looking for something to eat.
"I'll just get what you're getting then." She looks up and puts the menu on top of mine. She rests her head on her hands. I lean back and spread my legs looking around for the waitress so she can take our order.
We order and then wait for the food to come.
A/N
Mateo kinda.....
Jk not my man
Word count 1683
- Ella :)