Amor Tumbado
***Mentions of drinking & getting drunk ****
One Saturday night, you and your friends decided to go to a Mexican rodeo. You just ended a two-year relationship and all you wanted to do was remain at home and listen to melancholy music, but your friends wouldn't allow you. They forced you to go the Mexican rodeo instead.
You guys were on time to find a parking spot. They reviewed your id's before you and your friends entered the rodeo.
So you and your friends ordered a couple of beers. You never drank in a club before, so this was your first time doing so at a rodeo. maybe perhaps a nightclub. You remember opening the can of Corona you had on hand and drinking it. As you drank it, you thought of your ex-fiancé and a girl that was involved in his life incident from the night before. Screw that.
You swallowed and gulped the alcohol liquid down your throat while thinking about your ex fiancé and that girl.
Getting drunk helped you forget about it. It was still fresh and damaging in both your head and heart.
You remember thinking, ''Guess what? I'm at the rodeo, which means I can flirt or even dance with gorgeous boys.'' But you noticed it was the alcohol talking. With a single can of Corona, you were immediately drunk. Yes, you got easily drunk.’
you got another alcoholic beverage from your friend, this time it was a Mexican alcoholic beverage called Modelo. you drank the entire can and was soon really drunk. Not too wasted.
But even more drunk than before. If that makes sense. When you were drunk, you remember dancing with one of your girlfriends. You guys were drunk and dancing on the dance floor with everyone. While you guys were drunk, you had a great time dancing with her to loud Mexican music.
While you guys were dancing, a couple of men approached us and asked if they could join you and your friend. you politely declined them and continued dancing with her.
You also remember seeing a cute guy at the Mexican rodeo while you were drunk. He looked white, but he had the most beautiful brown eyes I'd ever seen in a man. No, not at all. You weren't not kidding. You seen brown-eyed men before, but this one had the most beautiful brown eyes I'd ever seen. He was wearing a hoodie and looked to have been by himself. He was cute. When you walked past him to use the restroom, you noticed him standing alone, watching people dance. You pointed to him and told one of your friends, ''He was incredibly cute and I wanting to ask him to dance with him, but I was really shy.''
Your friend encouraged you to go dance with him. But you were shy.
Just then, a couple random males approached you, one of them asked you to dance. Again, you were uninterested and politely declined them. They wouldn't take no for an answer, and they continued to push on to dance with you.
You thought that the only way to get rid of the guys was to lie to them and say, ''I was married to a white guy.''
So you tried that, and guess what happened? They kept pushing the idea that they wanted to dance with you. They even asked for your phone number, which began to frustrate you.
You even tried your hardest to convince them to go to one of your girlfriends because she was divorced. Her spouse had broken up with her, and she was depressed, much as you were when you and your ex-fiancé broke up.
They finally took no for an answer and headed to one of your girlfriends after what seemed like a long time to get them away from me.
I'm not sure what he and your girlfriends talked about, but after he left, one of your friends told him that she would think about dancing with him and that she needed some time to think about it. Wow, I wish you were thinking about applying that excuse.
Anyway, you noticed that you had seen the cute guy in the hoodie before. Yes, that's the one you thought was white. lol.
You saw him in the crowd again, and a part of you wanted to invite him to dance with you. You were still drunk, and you desperately wanted to ask him to dance with him.
He was sitting close to where you were sitting at on the couches earlier, and you couldn't help but gaze at him. He had such a lovely face and wonderful brown eyes. Why not look? you were single and still hurt from your ex-fiancé and the girl he was with, so why not?
''I swear to God, if the same random guy who asked me to dance with me comes near us again, I'm going to walk away and try to talk to the cute white guy with the white hoodie,'' You warned yourself.
So, what do you think? That same random creep weird guy from before approached you and wanted to talk to you, but you gently pushed him away towards one of your girlfriends and stood up and walked away.
You stood in the crowd near the cute guy in the hoodie. You looked at him again, pretending to watch people dance.
You had to decide to approach him and tap him on the shoulder.
You thought he was white, so you whispered in his ear, and you asked him ''If he had a girlfriend?'' In English.
He whispered in your ear and asked you in Spanish - ''Did you mean to tell me if I had a girlfriend in English?''
''Yes. That's exactly what I meant.'' You replied in Spanish in his ear.
Holy crap. You didn't expect him to speak Spanish. You assumed he was simply a white dude. He didn't appear to be Spanish.
''I don't have a girlfriend,'' he replies. "Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked in Spanish.
''No I don't have a boyfriend.'' You told him in Spanish.
''Nice.'' He stated this in Spanish.
In Spanish, you remember telling him that he looked hot and had beautiful eyes. Remember, this was during your drunk state. You stumbled through your words. You wouldn't have had the courage to tell him this if you wasn't drunk.
''You don't speak a lot of Spanish, do you?' He said it all to you in Spanish.
You gazed at him with cute puppy dog eyes and shaking your head no sadly.
''That's OK. ''From where are you?'' he inquired in Spanish.
You informed him that I was from (your town). He said he didn't know where that was.
I inquired about where he came from. He claimed to be from a few mins away from the rodeo. He inquired as to how far (your town) was from his house.
You informed him that it was an hour distant. He exclaimed, ''Oo.''
He inquired how old you were.
You told him I was (your age) years old.
''Oo,'' he repeated again.
''Oh dear, this does not seem good,'' You thought.
''How old was he?'' You asked.
He told you that he was 23 years old.
''Okay, 23 isn't an awful age'' you thought to yourself.
He returned his gaze to the leaving crowd after the conversation.
You asked for his phone number. You wouldn't have asked him if you hadn't been intoxicated.
''Yes,'' he replied. You unlocked your phone and handed it over to him so he could enter it.
He entered his phone number and handed it to you.
''What's your name?'' he asked.
''My name is (Y/N). What is your name?'' You asked him back.
''My name is Hassan. '' He told you.
'Wow, he looked white.'' You thought to yourself.
''I have to get going,'' you said. My buddies were waiting for me outside.
''You have a good night,'' you said. He gave you a nod.
You noticed you had two missed calls from friends. You went to the exit and called one of them.
''Hey, where are you?'' You asked on the phone.
''We are right here,'' they responded as you approached them.
You made my way towards them.
''I apologize for that.'' you informed them.
''It's all right,'' they said.
You noticed Hassan walking towards his car outside. You would love to see him again.
As you guys texted each other over three hours that night, you were overcome with emotions of love…
You and him texted on WhatsApp every day and you guys were texting back and forth.
The only issue you had with Hassan was that he lacked trust. He insisted on you telling him the truth and nothing but the truth. He said it over and over again. When he kept repeating it, it irritated you.
He told you one day that he saw your Facebook page and accused me of being with your ex-fiancé. You reminded him that you and your ex-fiancé had broken up. Because he didn't trust you, you deactivated your Facebook account. Then he asked why you deleted your Facebook account, and then he told you that he had trust worries and that he hardly knew you and didn't want a relationship right now.
You were hurt because you wanted to be with Hassan. you wished you could be with him. You wished to be his girlfriend. You desperately wanted to be his wife.
You wished you could be in his support. You wanted to be his and his alone. You had no idea you would fall in love with him. You were head over heels in love with him. Why didn't he feel the same way about you? You desperately wanted to be his wife. You wished you could be his girlfriend and then convert into his wife. You were charmed by his man.
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