《Delicate》XXIV. Angel is Miguel's Princesa
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I don't know what you just said to me but, I do know that I want to be with you.
~ Third Person POV ~
After Angel, Hallow and Venus got back home, Venus didn't wait a millisecond to run to their room so that they could tell Dahlia everything because, well best friends tell each other everything, but only when they are comfortable.
Angel was happy that Venus had gotten her first kiss and was able to be with their celebrity crush which is now their boyfriend, Mason asked Venus if they wanted to go public quickly to avoid any conflict or if they wanted to wait.
Venus happily agreed to that and smiled when their was a photo of the two of them together, Hallow was in the kitchen trying to figure out what they were in the mood for to eat, Angel walked to the kitchen and smiled.
These two were definitely a strong pair, they knew how to take care of everyone in the house and understood how to make living with each other more bearable, being locked in a basement with each other wasn't so bad if you think about it.
"Do you think Miguel's into me?"
Angel suddenly asked, Hallow stopped what they were doing and looked at her with a slight smile, everyone knew what Hallow already began to think, she knew that Angel was the prettiest best friend that she had.
So if anything were to come out of their mouth, it would have been;
"Definitely, he'd be a loser if he wasn't."
Hallow replied, Angel smiled at Hallow and the two hugged each other, I felt like I started tearing up because the friendship between the two were seriously adorable.
After the hug, Angel walked upstairs and walked into her room, the rain had stopped and it was a little sunny but still looking gloomy because it seemed like it would continue to rain a little more later.
The house was a little more silent because Venus and Dahlia had locked themselves in their room, they were completely fan girling about the fact that Mason had kissed Venus, they were also on call with both Mason and Madeleine.
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Charlotte and Mia were also in their room but they weren't really speaking or doing anything, just chilling in Mia's room because if I'm about to be honest right now, Mia had the coolest room in the whole house.
Like the room had a bunch of cool LEDs, vines, vinyls on the wall, full length mirror, and all of the aesthetic things that you see all the time on TikTok, she even had posters all over her room so sometimes the girls would stay the night with Mia.
You already know that Hallow and Angel were in the kitchen but right now they moved to the living room to speak about some adult things.
"You should definitely text Miguel, ask him to hang out."
Hallow suddenly suggested, Angel looked at the girl with a confused expression because there wasn't really much to do and she didn't have a plan before asking him if they wanted to hang out.
But after a bit of convincing, Angel caved and messaged Miguel to meet at the park that they had originally met, Hallow squealed and grabbed Angel's hand before dragging her to their room.
Hallow had a nice sense of style, but they did better with others clothes because she knew their style and understood how to make them look good in their own clothes, I feel like we all have that one best friend that understood the assignment when it came to clothes.
It was no secret or surprise that Angel was a little more nervous because she didn't want to mess anything up at the hangout, everyone had already knew who everyone was and had gotten to know each other.
"You'll have a grand time, please stop freaking out."
Hallow stated as Angel paced back and forth in the living room as Hallow was seated on the couch, watching her best friend pace back and forth, Angel was worried that they would say something or do something weird that would lead to Miguel no longer wanting to hang out with her anymore.
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So Hallow did her best to comfort her and tell her that it would okay if they mess up because they were already at the stage where messing up would just be some funny memory later in life that you remember at night.
Angel thanked Hallow and walked out of the house, the park was a little far from the house but she didn't want Hallow being an embarrassing mother and say something that could potentially give Miguel some blackmail, joking blackmail, but it's still blackmail.
It took almost an hour for Angel to get to the park but it was all worth it when she saw the curly haired boy who was sitting at the swings wear a white tank top and some shorts.
"Love how you dress up for me."
Angel complimented sarcastically as she took a seat beside Miguel, Miguel looked up from his phone and smiled at the pretty girl who was sitting next to him.
Together they swung for a bit before walking to the monkey bars and climbing up to get on top them, the two did this whenever they had the chance to go to the park and hang out with one another.
"Teach me some Spanish."
Angel suddenly blurted out, Miguel looked at the girl with a smile and thought about something to say before actually saying it.
"Well, I'll think of a sentence and I'll say it in Spanish then you can say it back to me."
Miguel responded, Angel nodded her head and took a moment to think of something to say to Angel, in reality Miguel was trying to figure out how confess his feelings to the girl who was sitting in front of him.
He didn't know what to say anymore, sometimes he felt like he couldn't say anything whenever she was around him.
"Te amo."
Miguel spoke softly, Angel knew what that meant but she just believed that he was saying it just to say it, you know to give her something to repeat back to him.
"Te amo."
Angel repeated with a soft smile, Miguel moved a little closer and placed his hand on top of Angel's.
"Realmente me gustas."
(Translation: I really like you.)
Miguel spoke, now feeling as if the sun was beaming down on her skin, Angel took a deep breath and repeated it back to him.
The reason behind telling her to repeat these things is because he never really thought that Angel would tell him these things out of the bottom of her heart, but Angel would.
"I really like you Angel."
Miguel finally confessed as he looked away and moved his hand away from hers, Angel looked at Miguel and smiled as she watched him get all flustered.
It was adorable really, Angel didn't respond but kissed his cheek and held onto his hand without a second thought.
"I'm pretty sure I like you way more Mikey."
Angel joked as Miguel interlocked fingers with her, Miguel felt butterflies in his stomach and he didn't know what to say or do, because as stated before, Angel could make him speechless and she never knew.
"Creo que eres la chica más bonita en la que he puesto mis ojos."
(Translation: I think you're the prettiest girl that I have ever laid my eyes on.)
Miguel gushed in Spanish, Angel had a blank expression on her face as she knew that she didn't understand a single word that came out of his mouth.
I don't know what you just said to me, I do know that I want to be with you.
Angel smiled, Miguel only laughed and kissed her forehead.
"I'll teach you Princesa, don't worry."
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