Ok, this was a request from

I'm sorry, I didn't even knew you read my stories... LOVE UUUUU, YOU MY FELLOW WRITER HAS MUCH TALENT. I'm sorry... I'm a fan...

Hehe... ok, I know I'm cringe, let's get on with this one shot, shall we?

P.s: Reader and Miguel are ALREADY A COUPLE!!!

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Y/N POV

I am watching myself in the mirror once again, just to decide that I don't look like a bread loaf. And so Miguel doesn't think I'm embarrassing...

I pinch the dress a little so it isn't framing my stomach, but to no use.

I suddenly hear Miguel's voice.

-Are you ready mi amor?

I guess I didn't hear him coming up the stairs. I hear him walk towards me.

-What is taking so long? He asks teasingly. I don't say anything, but try to smile a little. But, as if my arms were trying to expose my thoughts, they wrapped around my stomach. Miguel's smile faltered.

-Y/N... Miguel says and sighs. I look away, not wanting to look at his face and see the disappointment in his eyes.

-What is worrying you? He asks. I sniffle, trying to keep the tears in.

-I... I'm fat... I say and the tears flow like a waterfall, taking my mascara with them. A few tears drop onto the dress, staining it.

-Mi amor... no, Miguel says, putting his hands on my cheeks and wiping a few tears away. His hands get all black from the mascara, but he doesn't move them. I just keep on crying and sobbing. Miguel looks me in the eyes and then down at my dress and frowns.

-You know what? I don't like that dress... It doesn't fit you... He says.

I then look at him. Miguel wipes his hands off on a towel hanging in my own bathroom and then walks to my closet. I look down on my dress. He's right. I only bought that stupid dress because I wanted to make a good impression on his family. I see Miguel looking through my other clothes.

He then picks out two pieces of clothing and walks towards me. He holds them out so he can see how they look on me. Then he smiles.

-This is perfect, he says and holds them out towards me. I wipe my tears, and the mascara stings a little. I take them and look at them. It's a pretty f/c shirt that ends just above my belly button and a pair of knee length black jeans.

-But... but it's not a, dress, I say and look back at Miguel. He only stands there, smiling like a fool.

-Does it matter? He asks. It didn't.

-No.but-

No if's or buts young lady! Hi and change! Miguel interrupts and pushes me into my bathroom to change. I wipe off all the mascara on my face and look at my reflection. The same old plain

Y/N. The same girl that's dating the most adorable and sweet guy in all of Mexico. I decide to take off the dress and throw it on my laundry basket.

I look at the clothes.

I change, but I don't dare look at the mirror. I walk out to see Miguel sitting on my bed. I cough slightly to get his attention. He looks at me, smiling, until he drops his chin and I see a blush creep up on his face.

-Wow, he says and I just stand there uncomfortably.

-Wow! He says again and walks towards me and takes my hand.

He is trembling to find words and I just giggle at him. He smiles and laughs.

-How did... How did I get so lucky? He asks and kisses my hand.

-What are you talking about? I'm the lucky one! I say and Miguel chuckles slightly.

-You look gorgeous, Miguel says and turns me to the mirror. I frown at myself. My stomach was sticking out, and I am still plain old Y/N. Miguel puts his arms around me from behind and puts his chin on my shoulder.

-You are magnificent, he says and I look at myself.

-I at least looks better than in that hideous dress, I say and Miguel laughs.

-You look good in everything, Miguel says and I smile.

-See? See!? that's the smile I love! Miguel says and I blush.

-But I feel like you're missing something... Miguel says.

-Like what? I ask.

Miguel then gets my hairbrush and starts putting my hair in a high ponytail and then he put a flower in my hair. (If you have short hair, he just put a flower in your hair.)

-And the final touch, he says and puts a golden necklace around my neck.

I look at it. It's a heart, and engraved in it is; mi Corazón, forever and always.

I feel a tear glide down my cheek.

-Don't cry again mi amor, Miguel says and wipes the tear.

-C'mon, we can't let them wait my beautiful, chubby princesa, Miguel says and grabs my hand and pull me downstairs.

Down there stands both our families, just talking. Suddenly Miguel clears his throat and everyone looks at us.

-This, is mi corazón, Y/N! Miguel says and I blush. Oh. My. God, MIGUEL!

-¡Hola Y/N! Shouts Miguel's familia.

We walk down the rest of the stairs and we start talking to each other.

Suddenly comes Miguel's auntie.

-You are gorgeous Y/N! Did you pick out those clothes by yourself? She asks. I am just about to talk, but don't know how to answer the question.

-No, Miguel said that she had picked out a dress that was beautiful on her. What happened to the dress? Miguel's mama says.

-It didn't fit her, Miguel answered. I looked down, ashamed. Now they wouldn't approve because I'm to big.

-Oh no, that's too bad. If you want I could resize it for you, Miguel's aunt says.

-Really? I look at her.

-Of course! You could just drop it off at our house sometime and I'll fix it! My pleasure, She says. I smile and look at Miguel.

-Y-yes, t-thank you. It- it sounds great, I say.

-Great! She smiles at me.

It's later at night and me and Miguel stand together on the balcony.

-Thanks Miguel. I don't think I could've made it through today if it weren't for you, I say.

-Of course you would! You're my strong girl! You know how to handle things like this perfectly by yourself, Miguel says and wraps his arms around my waist. I blush. I look into his brow eyes. They are so deep that I could drown.

Suddenly I feel myself lean in.

Suddenly our lips meet in a small yet romantic kiss.

Then we let go and look at each other. I smile.

-You know, you just took my kissing virginity and threw it to hell, I say and Miguel laughs.

-Well. That's sad because... I'm planning on doing it again, Miguel says and kisses me once again, this time we hold slightly longer.

-I love you mi Corazón, Miguel says.

~And I love you mi amor

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The FEELS! *wipes tear*