Un Lugar En Tu Corazón Novels & Stories

* * * The lighting is quite dim at El Calor Caliente, a bar somewhere in Brooklyn. The night is still young and many customers have not arrived yet, but the piano is playing in the background while a beautiful lady sings on stage. Her entire body is being bathed by the beaming spotlight while she sings, "¿Estaba mal.. de mi parte ama-a-arte?... ¿Mi corazón.. no era suficiente… para ti?..." Park, Joe and Lorenzo enter the bar, laughing and conversing. They walk to a free table and take their seats around it.

" Oui? Qui êtes-vous?" (Yes? Who are you?) "I'm sorry, I thought you were someone I knew," she apologized as she bowed, then ran away in shame. She hoped to see her friend, but this country is too large for them to meet. 'Where have you gone, Kheed? 'asked the girl in her head as she looked around when she landed in a large area with a massive fountain in the center. On one side, musicians are surrounded by a crowd. She couldn't help but be curious and keep an eye on things. She smiled there because everyone was enjoying the music. Some people are joyful and sing along, while others clap their hands. She smiled and joined in the cheers.

❤❤❤❤❤ ♪♪♪♪♪♪“Let out hearts stop and beat as one forever Draw me a smile and save me tonight I am a blank page waiting for you to bring me to life Paint me a heart, let me be your art I am a blank page waiting for life to start itself.”♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪ ★★BELLA★★

Deja que te diga cosas al oído Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo Despacito Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito Firmar las paredes de tu laberinto Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito (sube, sube, sube) Sube, sube (oh) Quiero ver bailar tu pelo, quiero ser tu ritmo Que le enseñes a mi boca tus lugares favoritos (Favoritos, favoritos, baby) Déjame sobrepasar tus zonas de peligro Hasta provocar tus gritos y que olvides tu apellido Si te pido un beso, ven, dámelo Yo sé que estás pensándolo Llevo tiempo intentándolo Mami, esto es dando y dándolo Sabes que tu corazón conmigo te hace "bam-bam" Sabes que esa beba está buscando de mi "bam-bam"

He takes a deep breath and glances quickly at me before finishing, "I will hear no more about this. Understood?" I stand astonished at Abel's outburst. He is taking up for me! No one had ever stood up for me before. Now I realize that I really can trust him! None of this is a ploy or a trick, he is genuine. He is good. Then something happens. I feel and hear Keira, she howls in my mind the name Miro. At that, Abel turns to me and as we peer into each other's eyes, it happens. What I had always dreamed of happening. My heart skips a beat and butterflies flutter in my stomach. The world around us fades away as the chatter of the Elders mutes to a drone. All that matters in this moment are two

I started humming a song as I swayed on the roof. 'Oh, tú, tú eres el imán y yo soy el metal Me voy acercando y voy armando el plan Sólo con pensarlo se acelera el pulso Oh, yeah Ya Ya me está gustando más de lo normal Todos mis sentidos van pidiendo más Esto hay que tomarlo sin ningún apuro Despacito Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito Deja que te diga cosas al oído Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo

My heart was beating so violently, I was afraid it would burst out of my chest. Lucas looked deeply into my eyes with a loving gaze, his gentle touch on my exposed skin sending pleasant shivers down my spine. I couldn’t help the butterflies that fluttered in my stomach as the lyrics of the song reached my ears. ~”Wherever you go, that’s where I’ll follow. Nobody’s promised tomorrow… So I’ma love you every night like it’s the last night. Like it’s the last night….”~ Lucas tightened his hold around my waist, pulling me closer, his eyes falling on my lips briefly before looking into my eyes again.

I say briskly, trying to sound put-together, but I hear the crack in my voice and mentally curse myself, “is everything okay?” At first we stand in silence, but then I feel her warm hand on my cheek, silently urging me to look at her. Slowly, I oblige her, and when I find her grey eyes again, so much like mine, she looks younger, softer, like the version of herself that existed before our parents broke us. “Todo mi Corazón.” She whispers to me, a sentiment she hasn’t said in years. It means “my whole heart.” That’s all she needed to say to break me completely. I collapse into her arms, and she doesn’t miss a beat with sinking into the hug.

Only ambiguity. Only the fragile silence of two hearts beating in a wild, unpredictable rhythm.

Four soft tones. Like a heartbeat. Like a countdown. Like the sound of something trying to remember its name.