And today I realize why Cinderella was so slim.. I hold on to the banister as I pant.
"Want me to carry you?", he asks and I look up so he looks away scratching the back of his neck, "I mean, if you want me to". So weird how he can be so shy sometimes and then so direct.
"Oh it's uh no problem. I can do it", I say and he nods.
"Okay",
We continue going up the stairs until we reach the end and I'm a panting mess. As I let out a breath, bad air releases from my behind.
My eyes widen when I catch a whiff of it. I quickly pull Hernandez away from my atrocity.
"Woah", he exclaims by the instant pull of his hand.
"Let's start the tour, feeling pumped from that long walk", I lie hoping the smell stays behind us.
"Uh okay", Hernandez says and I notice the hallway isn't empty. There were pictures on the wall.
"Who's that?", I ask, when I see a black and white picture. Two wrestles, where one's being tackled and the other trying to escape, with a referee not too far behind.
Hernandez looks at the picture as well, "My dad".
My eyes widen, "He's a-",
He cuts me off, "Was, he was a wrestler. Back in the 90s".
"Wow.. so the upper cut you gave Noah had a back story", I say and he chuckles. "I honestly didn't think you'd know how to fight".
"Not really, my dad used to play around with me.. wasn't really like teaching", he says and I nod.
"I've just.. never seen anyone, you know beat Noah before so I'm guessing you're pretty strong", I say taking a quick glance at his biceps. Not as bulky as Noah's though. Who knows, he might be those sleeper build kinda guys.
"Noah's stronger", he says and I look at him. He looks away from the picture then at me, "None of my punches gave him a cut", he says then points at his eyebrow.
I notice a small cut underneath it. "I'm just a bit faster", he says and I nod.
Noah only managed to lay a punch on Hernandez and the punch he gave, left a cut. As fast as that upper cut was, it didn't tear his chin open.
"I'm sorry", I say, realizing that I had dragged him into this.
He raises a confused brow, "For putting the tour on hold?".
"No, for pulling you into this. It's my mess and I got you all caught up in it", I say with a sigh and he heaves a sigh as well.
"There's no problem Ginger, if I wouldn't who would", he says then brushes away a few locks of my hair from my eyes.
"Now let's get to the tour", he says and I nod in agreement. Hernandez and I continue walking through the hallway and I get occupied looking at the pictures on the walls.
It's either of his dad or an art work until I stop by one. A woman with dark long hair stood beside him as he sat on a chair. She has a striking resemblance with Hernandez, the same green eyes and smile.
"My mum and dad", he points out.
"You look so much like her", I softly say and the end of his lips curve up into a smirk.
"Makes me wish she left a sister", he says and I let out a sad smile.
"She would have been so beautiful",
"So you saying I'm good looking?", he teases and I'm pink faced.
"Uh well you're not bad", I say even if I know fully well he's a solid 8.
"Not bad? But you just called my imaginary sister beautiful", he goes further.
"Because she'd look just like your mum", I say.
"But you said I look just like her so why 'not bad'?", he raises a brow with a smirk on his lips.
"Can you go back to being humble?", I say hiding a smile of my own and he chuckles.
"Okay fine, I'll let you go for now", he says then stops by a door so I stop as well. "This will be your room for the night. It's not too far from mine", he trails pointing at a door opposite us. Too far? It's not far at all.
"So if you need anything I'm just a door away or you can just call me, both works", he shrugs and I nod.
"Thanks", I say and he nods. "So, why isn't there a picture of you here?", I ask but then rush, "Not that it's any of my business but I just wondered-
He cuts in, "Oh no it's fine, I'm not really the type to take pictures but there's one here", he says then takes me to the end of the hall way. I never knew we'd get here, seemed so long at the beginning.
"Here it is", he says and I look up to see a picture of a younger Hernandez, suited up with dark hair gelled back perfectly. He wore a frown on his cute face as he stared right back at the camera.
"You know, I thought you were always Buzz", I say and he smiles.
"I was once Woody", he says looking down at me and I chuckle lightly.
"Why the long face?", I ask.
He looks back up, "Like I said, wasn't the type to take pictures".
I nod to that.
"Is this the end of the tour?", I ask.
"Ever wondered what It'd be like in the sky?", he asks moving to a door by the left.
I watch him with bent brows, "Not sure".
"Well.. wonder no more", he says opening the door and I'm in awe.
"Oh my God..", I trail moving closer to the room. It's like the night sky in here. The whole room is covered in a wallpaper of the sky at night, even the floor. They're stars everywhere.
"Come on", Hernandez says walking into the room. My heart almost sinks when he steps in but I'm calm when he doesn't fall or anything.
"Okay..", I say then take a bold step in and it's like I'm in another dimension.
He closes the door behind me and there's no atom of light, just the stars lighting up the place. I look down at my bare feet and the stars beneath me. It's like I'm floating in the sky. A slow song starts playing and I turn to see Hernandez walking up to me.
"Cheeky but, wanna dance?", he asks stretching out his hand and I smile a bit.
"Sure", I say taking his hand and he pulls me closer. I put my arms around his neck as he places his hands on my waist and I try to suck in my stomach so my waist will seem smaller.
"It's okay", he says softly as he pulls me even closer and I let my tummy be. I'm lost of words as I look at his eyes and he looks at mine, our faces just an inch apart.
The instrumental of A Thousand Years starts playing and I've never experienced anything this magical.
Hernandez and I sway through the music, moving side to side ever so slowly, like we have all the time in the world. Like nothing else matters, only us.
"I wonder everytime.. why someone like you would think so little of herself", he says, his voice low and quiet.
I stay quiet, not sure of what to say.
"Someone so beautiful, someone so breathtaking", he continues and I watch him with my lips slightly apart.
"You don't know how much beauty you hold. You're so beautiful Abby", he says and I'm overwhelmed by his sweet words. Noah isn't as calm but he does says some kinda sweet things.. okay why am I even thinking about him right now.
"Can I kiss you?", Hernandez asks and it immediately snaps me out of my thought.
"..", I'm completely speechless as I stare back at him.
"Would it have been better if I didn't ask and just went straight ahead with it?", he asks and a blush creeps into my cheeks as I nod.
He smirks then eliminates the space between us. I close my eyes shut as his lips collides with me. The kiss is slow and sensual just like the song that had started playing.
This is my first kiss so I'm not sure of what to do, I just follow Hernandez's lead.
He pulls away and I'm not ashamed to say I'm disappointed.
"Was I.. doing something wrong?", I ask, a bit worried that I might have spit in his mouth.
But he shakes his head, "No, you're doing just fine Ginger", he says then connects our lips again.
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