Ok, guys... I just noticed that I haven't done a Miguel from Coco yet... and I mean...

AH GATTA BE DAOWN WIT DA KIDS YA KNOW!

Ok... don't judge my cringey behavior, I'm a little anxious. It's because I'm going to sit down and talk with my friend that subconsciously pushed me down, so I haven't been feeling good at all because she made me anxious about myself a lot... But, we're going to talk about it, it's fine... I hope.

Anyway! On with the story!

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Ps: it's after the movie!

Y/N POV

Miguel and I are sitting at the plaza, singing, as we usually do on sunny afternoons. We just finished singing "un poco loco" , laughing hysterically.

-Y/N, time for dinner! My mother shouts at me.

-Okay mama! Come Miguel! We'll eat at my place! I say, grabbing Miguel by the sleeve of his shirt and drag him towards my house.

-Are you sure? I mean, I don't want to interfere in your family dinner, Miguel says. Ay, he is such a sweetheart!

-C'mon! It's fine! I'll just ask, I says nd we walk into my kitchen.

-¡Hola mamá! I say as I drag Miguel to her.

-¡Hola Y/N! ¡Hola Miguel! Mama says and kisses my cheek and waves at Miguel.

-Hola mrs l/n, Miguel says and waves awkwardly.

-Mama, can Miguel stay for dinner? I ask and make puppy dog eyes.

-Of course he can? Miguel is always welcome here! Papa says as he walks into the room.

-Yay! I says and drag Miguel to the table. Miguel takes of his guitar and places it on the back of the chair as mama puts the dinner on the table.

We eat and talk about things that happened today.

-Oh! And Miguel wrote a song for me! Show them! Show them! I say and pull on Miguel's arm. I hope I didn't hurt him much. Miguel blushes a little and smirks.

-No, I don't think that would be appropriate, Miguel says and pulls his arm out of my grasp.

-No, it would be a pleasure to hear it! Mama says and Miguel looks at me. I make HUGE puppy dog eyes, probably the biggest ever.

-Ok, ok, I'll play it! Miguel gives up and takes his guitar and sits on the side of the table to get space. I watch him before he plays the first chords.

(Just pretend that he wrote this for you!!!)

"Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes

But it's the only thing that I know"

Miguel starts to sing and stars begin to ignite in your hearts.

"When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes

It is the only thing makes us feel alive

We keep this love in a photograph

We made these memories for ourselves

Where our eyes are never closing

Hearts are never broken

And time's forever frozen still"

Miguel looks you in the eyes and butterflies start erupting in your stomach.

"So you can keep me

Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans

Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet"

Miguel smiles and I smile back.

"You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home

Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul

And it's the only thing that I know, know

I swear it will get easier

Remember that with every piece of you

Hm, and it's the only thing we take with us when we die

Hm, we keep this love in this photograph"

Miguel sings and I show mama and papa what photography he is singing about.

"We made these memories for ourselves"

It's when his abuela Coco had passed away, and Miguel was a little down. I had put up a picnic for us both. Miguel took a photo to show his familia that "he has the best friend in the galaxy"

"Where our eyes are never closing

Hearts were never broken"

Mama takes the photo and looks at it a little closer. She smiles.

"And time's forever frozen still

So you can keep me

Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans"

Papa ruffles my hair and laughs a little.

"Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet"

I return to my seat and Miguel looks me in the eyes again and smiles.

"You won't ever be alone"

His words struck me in the heart, and I am close to crying.

"And if you hurt me

That's okay baby, only words bleed

Inside these pages you just hold me

And I won't ever let you go

Wait for me to come home

Wait for me to come home

Wait for me to come home

Wait for me to come home

Oh, you can fit me

Inside the necklace you got when you were thirteen"

Miguel had gotten me a necklace when I turned thirteen. He came running with it because he had forgotten it at home.

"Next to your heartbeat where I should be

Keep it deep within your soul

And if you hurt me

Well, that's okay baby, only words bleed

Inside these pages you just hold me

And I won't ever let you go

When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me"

That line always makes me blush because a couple of years ago, a bunch of bullies had bullied me for my childishness and then Miguel had protected me. But the bullies were so dumbfounded that they pushed me and Miguel together, making us kiss. But it wasn't anything real... but I wish it was.

"Under the lamppost back on Sixth street

Hearing you whisper through the phone

"Wait for me to come home" "

-Wow Miguel! Mama says and applauds.

-You have a really good sense for music mi amigo! Papa says and pats Miguel on the shoulder.

-hehe, thanks mr l/n, but you should thank your daughter! She is my muse! She is muy importante para mi, Miguel says and I blush, and take a sip from my drink.

-Well, I just hope our grandchildren will be just as talented as you both are! Mama says and I NEARLY DROWN!!!

Miguel just turns beet red.

-Mama! I scold as I cough.

-What? Mama asks innocently.

There is awkward silence for a while.

-Well, I think I'll follow Miguel home, see ya later! I say and drag Miguel out.

We begin walking to his house.

-I'm sorry for them... I say and blush.

-It's okay... Miguel says and I shiver from the cold air hitting my skin.

-Are you cold? Here, take my shirt, Miguel says and takes off his red jacket and puts it around me.

-No, no it's okay, I-... Thanks, I say as I put it on.

-No problem, Miguel says and smiles.

The jacket is a bit big, but it's so comfy that I just can't help but put on the hood and snuggle further into the warm embrace. I can hear Miguel chuckle from beside me.

-What? I ask.

-Nothing, Miguel answers.

-C'mon! I know that it's something! I say.

-No, no, it was nothing, Miguel keeps on denying. I look at him.

-Ok... You're adorable, he says and I smile.

-Thanks, I say and we continue to walk.

When we get to his house I begin sipping down the jacket but Miguel stops me.

-No, keep it until tomorrow, Miguel says and sips it back up.

-What? No, it's your jacket! I says md try to sip it back up, but to no avail.

-No. I don't want you to freeze on your way home. Also, I don't want your parents on my back for making you sick, Miguel laughs and puts the good back on my head. I blush slightly and yelp out a quick gracias.

-Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then, Miguel says.

-Yeah. Buenas noches Miguel, I say.

-Buenas noches Y/N, Miguel says and is just about to go inside before I kiss his cheek.

-Gracias, once again, I say and begin walking home.

Third person POV

Miguel stands dumbfounded as he sees his lifelong crush walk away. He puts his hand where she kissed his cheek and he smiles goofily.

-Wow... he says and walks inside.

EXTENDED ENDING!!!

The next day:

Y/N is standing by the plaza, holding Miguel's jacket in her arms as she waited patiently on the young man.

Suddenly he comes running, guitar in hand.

-Hola Miguel, Y/N says and smiles.

-Ho... Hola, Miguel pants as he steadies himself on his knees. Y/N giggles.

-Here's your jacket, Y/N says and Miguel great fully takes it and puts it around Y/N's shoulders.

-You look cute in it, Miguel says and

Y/N smiles.

-Gracias.

They walk in comfortable silence to the cheerful plaza. Miguel looks at Y/N, who's looking around at the new flowers in the flower shops, the mariachi playing and all the happy people. He can't help but admire her childish features.

-H-hey Y/N? Miguel says.

'What am I doing!?!?'

-Hmmm? Y/N answers and looks at him.

'Stop! No!'

-I... I'd like to tell you something, Miguel says.

-Ok, Y/N says and stops.

'Why am I doing this?'

Miguel just stands quietly and fiddles with his hands.

-Miguel? Y/N asks.

-You wanted to say something, she continues.

-I really... Miguel starts.

-You really what? Y/N asks.

-I really like you, Y/N, Miguel says.

-Well, duh! Y/N giggles. She actually thought he was serious for a second. Oh, if she only knew.

-No, like, "like" like you, Miguel says.

-Wha.... Really? Y/N asks hopefully.

-Yeah I, eh... I meant to tell you yesterday but... would you, like to be my girlfriend? Miguel asks and looks up at Y/N, who smiles like a goof.

-ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?!? Of course! Y/N says and hugs the crap out of Miguel. Miguel makes a happy dance and hugs back.

"Best. Day. Ever."

(See ya later, alligators! Bye!)