I pulled my hoodie over my head, I always sneak out for night walks.
People say LA at night is dangerous but I find it exciting and I'm used to it.
I walk past many houses, and one particular caught my attention. It was a house of an ex friend, Oscar or as well known "Spooky".
I stood there just looking at it, causing memories to spiral around my mind.
I sat on the couch outside of Oscar's house, drinking with the Santos.
"Mamí you're so beautiful." said Oscar kissing my neck.
"Mm. You're beautiful too."
"Man you are beautiful fool." laughed Sad Eyes
"Shut the fuck up." responded Oscar
I chuckled, "He ain't lying."
I brushed my hands through his buzzed head. I stared at him, admiring his beauty.
"What're you doing mí amor (my love)?" asked Oscar
"how'd I get lucky with such a wonderful dude."
"Get a room!" yelled a Santo
Oscar got up and picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.
"Gladly!"
Oscar quickly sprints to his bedroom, softly dropping me on the bed.
I took off my shirt and sat on his lap.
We kissed passionately causing both of too get out of breath.
"W-wait. Oscar I can't."
Oscar stopped kissing my neck and looked at me, "Hice algo mal (did I do something wrong)?"
"No, no. No más qué uh I've never done it before." I said blushing.
"Baby there's nothing to be embarrassed about." said Oscar lifting my chin up, "We don't have to."
"Thank you babe. Maybe another time."
He nodded and I got up from his lap...
I dazed back into reality and wiped a tear from my cheek.
I slowly walked away from the house and headed into a different direction...
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Fanfiction**MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED DO NOT REPORT** Imagines for Oscar "Spooky" Diaz Requests are always open, PM me! All characters belong to Netflix™ any new character will created by my imagination.
