Dear María

The competition ended in a few minutes. We ended up being the runner ups because somehow the judge didn’t like how Stella stared at him, but whatever.
After a shower I changed into my Queen Bee pajamas; a pale pink tank top with the word Queen written on it in a more darker pink, and a big bee under it. The shorts were white and had hundreds of identical bees on them.
I was wearing a strapless bra, since I wasn’t going to bed and there were still random people coming in and out of the bus, so I sat down on the couch and basically played Mario Bros on Ruben’s Nintendo, since he didn’t play it much and he was playing Slendytubbies with Mangel and Alexby. All of them screaming every now and then and Ruben swearing in spanish on the top of his lungs.
The front door opened and I heard a few steps come towards me, suddenly stopping. I decided to ignore whoever just came in, thinking it was Oriol. Until certain person chuckled and hugged me before I turned around.
“Jacky!” I shouted, hugging him back. I didn’t expect him here.
“Hello, there-“
“HIJO DE PUTA! HIJO DE PUTA! Oh! Ese cabrón!“ Ruben started swearing again, calling whatever slendytubby caught him a son of a bitch and a bastard, he turned to see Jack beside me, who was a bit shocked of his sudden shouting, “Oh, hello, Jack, I didn’t expect you here… I, um…” he trailed off.
“Don’t worry, dude” he smiled at him, giving him a reassuring look, “I was just hanging out with the guys and watching María’s competition, when we thought of coming to congratulate her…what were you playing, anyways?” he asked. Wait, he came here to see me? He just got to Munich not long ago and came here, before anything else. Aw, that’s cute. I started to blush a bit, not paying attention to their conversation.
“Slendytubbies. Some motherfucker kept chasing me and ate me alive” he pouted. Jack chuckled and nodded, then turning to me. Ruben sat down again.
“By the way, congratulations. So, runner up, huh?” Jack smiled at me. I patted the seat next to me and he sat down, putting his arms around my waist.
“Yeah, I think the judge was scared of Stella’s glares so he didn’t give us the first place, but I don’t care, to be honest” I explained a bit.
“Did he piss her off or something?” he chuckled.
“Well, he kind of leaned on her butt recently whilst explaining us some rules, and, you know, Stella lets me to lean on her butt because I’m me, but still she doesn’t like it and even gets pissed at me, so... imagine a complete stranger”
“He'd completely pissed her, then” Jack stated, laughing harder and pulling me closer. “Do you guys have a more… private area in your bus?” he whispered to my ear. I nodded and gripped his hand, leading the way to bunk area. Most of the guys were in the loungue area, with headphones in. Olga recently went with Montse and Adriana for a walk, and nobody else was around. I opened my bunk and sat down, dragging Jack with me.
“I wanted to talk to you” he said, putting two fingers under my chin and turning my head to face him. Oh, oh, serious talk.
“Yeah? Well, tell me then” I smiled. He smiled me back before taking in a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment and then opening then again. God, he’s so attractive.
“So, I… I had a crush on you from the moment I started watching your videos and… now that I’ve finally met you, I… I-I’ve just fallen for you even more and, I was wondering if… if maybe we could…go out together? Like, girlfriend and boyfriend? Just give it a go, you know? Unless y-you don’t-” I cut him off kissing him. He automatically kissed me back.
“Is that a yes?” he smirked when we pulled away to breathe.
I smirked back and nodded, kissing him again. He bit down on my lower lip, asking for entrance, which I happily granted. When we pulled away for a second to breathe I saw Jack’s eyes were darker, quickly being filled with lust as he eyed me up and down. Ok, that turnt me on. I laid him back on my bunk, exploring his mouth with my tongue and vice-versa. It was when he tried to take my tank top off when I realized something.
“Hmm, Jacky…? Sorry for spoiling this, but shouldn’t you be on sound check or preparing for the show?” I asked shyly. He pulled away slowly and pouted.
“Come, on, Mari, don’t be a party popper” he pouted again. I loved how he called me like that. Not Mary, that sounded too classy for me, just Mari. How he managed to pronounce it correctly turned me even more on. María, control yourself. I kissed his cheek.
"We’ll continue this after the show” I gave him a devilish grin as he chuckled softly. I pecked his lips and sat beside him.
After a few minutes of just sitting there doing nothing, we got up and I walked with him to the venue. I realized I was still wearing my pajamas, I put on some socks and Vans on and changing my pajama bottoms for some proper shorts before going with Jack to his show. I smiled to myself when we managed to get in and I saw him walk to his guitar, ready for sound check. As I wached him, I felt myself fill with a feeling I thought I’d lost:
Being loved by someone. But truly loved.

Notes

Sorry it's a bit crappy, it's 2:29am right now in Spain, so excuse me :D I have no regret though, but maybe I'll edit it a bit by midday or something like that :)
By the way, thanks a bunch for those +850 readers and 11 subscribers!

Title credit: Walls by All Time Low.