Invitation to the ball.

Damn baby girl!! And you didn't tell me! I need to get my nails done, my hair oh my God… " she yelled and ran out. "We are going with Jafar and Jamal tomorrow. Go get your plus one and be fast about it. Although I suggest you call Pablo." I heard her yelled

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"Pablo," I called immediately he picked up.

"il Mio." (Mine) He called so slowly and quietly.

"How are you?" I just had to ask.

"I will be fine il mio. What about you, how are you?"

"I am fine Romeo. Although I feel a little dizzy at the moment, but I will be fine." I replied to him.

"Please you don't have to stress yourself, just please take very good care of yourself. Please, I beg you." His voice was shaky like he wanted to cry, or maybe he was even crying.

"Pablo," I called after being quiet for a while.

"il mio" (Mine) hearing him call me his, makes me feel a ripple of emotion every single time, I just can't think of how to stay without him. It's fucking hard if I am to be honest with myself.

"I." I snif