*Yamileth's P.O.V*
When Yoandri found me and picked me up, he started asking me so many questions. I didn't want to be mean and just ignore him, but I didn't want to answer and talk to anyone at the moment, so I just gave him simple answers using the most minimal amount of words I could.
After like 3 or 4 questions, I think he got the fact that I didn't want to talk because he just stopped asking questions and turned up the music.
After a few minutes, he asked me if I was hungry and wanted to stop by somewhere to get something to eat or something but I just declined since I just wanted to go to the house.
We arrived and I opened the car door and the door to the house. The guys were all in the kitchen eating breakfast. I quickly walked by trying to not let them see me and walked up to my room.
Once I was in, I closed the door, locked it, and let out a huge breath I didn't realize I was holding.
Putting my phone to charge, I sat on my bed and started thinking of what I could do to get distracted right now.
I looked around the room and in the corner, I saw what I could do and love to do.
I walked up to it, grabbed it, and brought it to my bed.
Putting it in position, I slightly strummed the strings to the black guitar.
After a few strums, I started playing the notes to one of the many songs I love by one of the many artists I love.
Photograph by Ed Sheeran (FRICKEN LOVE HIM AND HIS MUSIC! 😭😍🔥👌)
I started of humming and continued by softly singing the song.
Loving can hurt
Loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard
You know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive
We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
Times forever frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
Wait for me to come home
Loving can heal
Loving can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know (know)
I swear it will get easier
Remember that with every piece of ya
And it's the only thing we take with us when we die
We keep this love in this photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Our hearts were never broken
Times forever frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you hurt me
That's OK, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Oh you can fit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were 16
Next to your heartbeat
Where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's OK, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
When I'm away
I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost
Back on 6th street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."
As the song came to an end, I opened my eyes and stayed quiet. I looked down at the black guitar in my arms and let out a small smile.
I got up from my bed and walked up to my sports bag and my luggage. I already unpacked most of my stuff in the closets but I'm still waiting to decorate my walls so I can finish up.
I got the picture frame and the bear and brought them over to my bed sitting with my legs crossed.
After looking at them for about 2-3 minutes, I put them next to me and got my phone from the night stand where it was charging.
I continued from where I left off at the beach from the twins.
I typed their names in the search bar and a few of their most recent tweets popped up.
I was scrolling through them when someone knocked on my door.
“Come in.” I said hoping they could hear me.
They door opened slowly and 2 heads popped in.
Johann and Yoandri came in and sat on each side of me. I turned off my phone and dropped it on my lap.
They saw what I was looking at before I turned it off so they just looked at me and gave me a small smile.
“Don't worry, you'll see them again.” Johann said smiling and rubbing my back.
“I'll see them again, pft, how am I supposed to see them again when 1, I'm here I'm Miami, and they're in California. 2, They're practically famous/well known so they're most likely doing more important things. 3, they probably don't even remember me anymore with all these girl throwing themselves at them. I was reading some comments on their twitter posts and pictures they post on Instagram and they have so many girls asking to be followed, to read their DMS, to thank them for stuff. And apparently you can see pictures they have gotten tagged on so they're are many of them meeting them and they have seen so many new faces and interacted with so many that they have forgotten about me.
To them, I would just be a girl who went to school with them. Seeing them would be them just thinking I am just another fan wanting to take a picture with them or getting something signed. I don't think I w-”
“Yamileth. Stop. It won't be like that.” Yoandri assured me.
“I just don't know anymore. All these years I've been wishing just to see them again, but now, I still want to see them, but I'm afraid they won't remember me.” I whispered looking down at the picture next to me.
They both hugged me and we just sat there in silence.
*Johann's P.O.V*
She was just looking at the picture as Yoyo and I held her.
She wanted to see them so bad but apparently they changed their phone numbers when I tried calling.
Neither Yoyo could get a hold of them.
What to do....
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HOLA HOLA BABES! HOW IT GOING?!
Life is horrible.
BUT THE TWINS CAME OUT WITH THEIR MERCH AND I AM GOING TO BUY IT ALLLLLL!!!! I DON'T CARE IF I GO BROKE! FOR THEM I DO ANYTHING!!! 😭💙 They're my babies 😭💙💙
Its almost been a month since I updated!!! I'm sorry!! I'm trying! Really!
Hopefully the next one will be sooner
Well, hope you enjoy my loves! I love you all! 💖😘
~Yamileth💖