You and your family went to Spain as a little family trip for Christmas. La Palma was somewhere that was beautiful throughout the entire year, and it was perfect to meet no friends and people.

You weren’t doing so good mentally so you always locked yourself in your room all the time and never left, but you’re so glad you did that one time. You left your hotel room and made your way to the beach. To sum it up, you met this girl named Charlie and you guys had a lot of fun together before you had to go.

You went down again another time during the day and saw her again, you went up to her and asked decided to make some small talk. You guys talked about how you were going to meet later at the pool tonight because last time it was fun.

“Espera, ¿cómo nos viste a mí y a mis amigas jugando?” Charlie asked, looking fully at you.

“Oh... alguien lo publicó en las historias de Instagram. ¿No lo sabías?” You told her, tilting your head in curiosity.

Charlie let out a loud groan and looked over at her friends, cussing them out and getting all mad before finding out who actually posted it. She yelled and chased her friends down before vanishing off.

You sat there in shock, tears welding in your eyes. You didn’t know if you did anything wrong, so you ran back so your room, sobbing.

couple hours later

You still sat there, being shocked and not knowing what to think or say. You didn’t even know if you should text her or not. You were too scared to. That was until your phone binged from a text messsge.

Charlie!!<3 It read.

You grabbed your phone and opened the message, you wiped your tears and laid back on your bed.

’Quiero disculparme por haber gritado antes. Mis padres no saben que estoy aquí, así que cuando me dijiste que alguien había publicado algo sobre mí, me asusté de que lo vieran. De verdad quiero hablar contigo porque me gustas. ¿Me puedes dar el número de tu habitación, por favor?’

You sat there for a minute. Not knowing if you should give it to her or still be upset.