"You got the attention from a santo"
another oscar diaz fanfic woahh
I dont own on my block but the ideas in this book that arent in the show are mine. So dont be a mf copycat.
This book doesnt follow the shows plot.
completed: 1/25/21
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Leyla's pov
"You smell good." I smile as Oscar put his shirt on.
"I smell like you."
"Yeah i know." I smirk to myself.
"You're weird." He laughed as he kissed my forehead. "So i'll see you at the party?" He looked down at me as i just nodded.
"Okay bebe. I'll see you later." He smacked my ass before walking out.
I need to find out what im going to wear. I dont want to be too extra.
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Later that night
I showed up to Hector's house. Since thats where the party was at.
I walked around the entire place trying to find Oscar.
"Ayeeee Ley! You showed up." Hector pulled me in for a hug.
"Hey. Where's Oscar?"
"The backyard with the rest of the gang." He led me to the back.
He was right. The gang was in the back. But Oscar wasn't with them.
I furrowed my brows once i heard distant arguing.
It sounded like a girl constantly bitching.
I walked towards the side of the house where it was more secluded.
I looked over just to see Viv crying to Oscar.
Oh god.
I just looked over not really knowing what to say.
"Leyla." Oscar smiled at my appearance.
Then Viv looked at me.
"Can i help you?" She snapped.
"Calm down. I'm not here for you." I rolled my eyes as i watched Oscar walk over me.
"Lets go." He mumbled.
"So thats it? You're just gonna forget about us like that?" Viv cried out as she shoved Oscar.
"Hey don't touch him." I stepped in front of Oscar.
"Stay out of this Leyla! Things were way better when you were all lonely and depressed. You ruined everything for me!" She cried.
"Well if Oscar cuts things off with you just to be with me.. then what does that tell you? Maybe that things weren't meant to be?" I question as she just took a drink from the table and threw it at me.
Then she stormed off.
Bitch im wearing a thin ass tank top. She did me dirty.
"Here." Oscar handed me his flannel.
"Thanks." I pout as i put it on.
"Damn you still look good." He tried hyping me up. I reek of alcohol now.
"Thanks bebe." I laugh as i felt him wrap his arms around me.
"Sooo what do you want to do?" He questioned.
"I cant drink. My mom said she'd kick me out again if i came home drunk." I pouted.
"Okay. Thats okay." He set his beer down.
"I wont drink either." He smiled.
Then our friends came over to us.
"Damn. Viv really sad huh?" Martín shook his head.
"Oh yeah she's pissed." Oscar let out a frustrated sigh. "But i cant fake love."
—spookysblock
THE
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WILL
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JUCIER
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