Nothing's Gonna Hurt You Baby

The Temptations - My GirlPrince - I Wanna Be Your LoverColdplay - YellowFleetwood Mac - EverywhereElvis Presley - Can't Help Falling in Love Harry Styles - Adore YouThe Cardigans - Love FoolSam Cooke - You Send MePercy Sledge - When a Man Loves a WomanFrankie Valli - Can't Take My Eyes Off YouHozier - Work Song

My thumb kept scrolling through the playlist Pedro made me. I stopped when I saw a song that I needed to hear.

'Nothing's gonna hurt you baby, as long as you're with me you'll be just fine.'

Cigarettes After Sex played through my AirPods. I remember when I first saw it on the playlist and got excited that Pedro knew who they were. When I text him to ask him about it, he replied,

"I didn't know it. I'd never heard of them. When we were going to Lake Tahoe and I was falling asleep, I heard it. I liked the lyrics. They made me think of how I felt about you."

I was walking around the shopping centre in downtown L.A. I wasn't after anything in particular, I'd already grabbed the new running trainers and some gym wear that I'd wanted to get. But I didn't feel like going home just yet. It had been 2 and a half weeks since Pedro left. I was listening to the playlist he made me. It helped to distract me from knowing he wasn't home. I missed him so much. We kept in contact daily. Sometimes it would be a couple of texts, sometimes only one or two. But he was sure to call me every night, my time, to say goodnight to me. It made me realise how much he cared for me and I felt so lucky. As if he could sense I needed him, the song was interrupted by my phone ringing. It was Pedro!

"Hey honey." Pedro's beautiful face filled the screen. He looked gloriously tanned and glowy. Though his magnetic brown eyes were slightly red, I could tell he was tired.

"Hey babe. You look so good!" Seeing him made me realise just how much I missed him. It hurt my heart that I wouldn't be going home to him. That he wasn't at his apartment just a few blocks away from me. He was across the world. It was unnerving how much I wanted to be consumed by this man. I wanted to spend every second of every day with him.

"Thank you, darlin'. I'm so tired!" He giggled and as if on cue, he yawned and rubbed at his red eyes. My baby!

"Do you want me to leave you to sleep?"

"Absolutely not. I miss you. I'll take seeing your face on my phone over sleep any time."

"You let me know when you need to sleep, OK? You'll see me soon." But soon wasn't soon enough.

"Two more weeks. I can't wait to see you. I wanna spend the whole day just lying in bed with you. Can we do that?"

"Of course." The thought of this man wanting nothing but the simplicity of spending the day with me when he got home made me feel an unbelievable amount of love towards him. I felt my bottom lip wobble.

"Eleanor? Are you OK?"

"Yeah. I'm just really missing you. It's been a little difficult this time. I'm fine though." I said as a tear fell down my cheek.

"Baby, please don't cry. Awww, I wish I could hug you." His words made me cry harder. "Oh Eleanor! I love you."

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." The realisation of how pathetic I must have looked and sounded made me giggle. "I must look so pathetic crying in public. I've got a bad bitch reputation to keep up!" I joked, using my sleeve to wipe my face.

"You are and always will be a bad bitch, honey." He wiggled his eyebrows at me. "I wish I could be with you. As soon as I can, I'll be with you OK?"

"I know that. I'm just being silly. I want you to enjoy yourself and I don't want you to worry about me. Honestly, I'm OK. Are you having a good time?"

"Yeah it's been incredible. I never thought I'd get to work for Pedro, it's so surreal to me. Along side Ethan too. I feel like I'm daydreaming."

"You deserve it all, honey." I couldn't hide the pride in my voice or the gigantic grin on my face.

"You're so cute. I love you!" Pedro giggled at me before yawning once more. "Sorry!"

"Don't be. I'm going to let you go, OK. Please go get some sleep. Text me when you can. Proud of you." I watched Pedro clutch his chest at my words and blew me a kiss before telling me goodbye. 2 weeks. I could do this. For him.

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Another week had passed by. It had been a fairly busy Friday. I'd been trying to balance working from home and setting up my apartment for Lux's sleepover. I'd just got off my last call with a client and was preparing the table when my phone buzzed.

Lux: I'm so excited for the tonight/ tomorrow! Let me know when you want me there! 😘😘😘 xxxx

She was staying at my apartment tonight for our Swiftie sleepover, before the concert tomorrow. We were both exhaustingly excited for the gig and had been frantically texting each other all week about it.

Me: any time after 7pm please! Can't wait to see you!! Xxx

I had spent lunch at the supermarket to get some snacks, so once I'd finished work, I decided to have a quick shower.

Post shower, I got changed into some leggings and a t-shirt and made my way back to the living room. I saw my phone light up on the coffee table and decided to see who was wanting my attention. It was probably a notification from Postmates offering me money off my next order; which I'd take them up on later tonight when I got me and Lux takeaway. I wanted it to be Pedro, but contact with him had been very few and far between lately so I didn't want to get my hopes up. As I tapped my screen, I saw three notifications.

A text message from Lux:

Lux: Me too sis! Gonna be the best time. Love uuuuuu xxxx

A text from Olivia:

Olivia: you and Pedro are so cute it makes me feel sick.

It made me giggle out loud but question why she'd randomly text me that. Until I saw,

Instagram: @PascalisPunk tagged you in a post.

'Just a couple more days till I'm home and I'm laughing with you. Whether that be watching you laugh hysterically at silly TikTok videos on my sofa whilst I pretend to be annoyed at you for interrupting my film but secretly I am obsessed with, and much rather, see you laughing. Or whether I'm laughing at you and your silly goofy poses when I ask to take a nice photo of you. I always want you to be with me and laughing. I always want you with me. I miss you I miss you I MISS YOU!!!!'

Along with the sweetest caption, there were a collection of videos and photos I'd never seen before; a video of me sat next to him at his apartment. I was cuddled into his side but watching TikTok videos whilst he recorded us both. Though he didn't look at the camera, he was watching me and grinning and occasionally giggling when I found something funny. There were photos of me around my apartment he'd taken that I didn't know about. A video of me at his apartment, pool side, with a towel around me and a glass of wine in my hand singing and dancing. There was another video of me on a coffee shop date with him. I thought he was taking a photo but he was recording. I'd pulled multiple silly faces thinking he was snapping multiple shots, but the boyish laughter that came from behind the camera provided his video taping was intentional. Hearing his laugh made me swoon.

Me: you did that on purpose to make me cry! I love you and I miss you!!!

After texting Pedro, I went back onto the Instagram post to re-read his caption multiple times, unable to comprehend that this man, that was so beautiful and perfect in every way, wrote those words about me. Publicly. When I could think of something to write, I tapped back,

'As someone who's technologically disadvantaged, I am super impressed by your sneaky camera skills!! I miss your laugh and your smile and your homely smell (don't worry - I've been stealing plenty of your clothing to remind me of you). I miss you!!! ❤️'

Pedro replied to my text.

Pedro: that comment!! 😂 soon baby. I can't wait!!

My Pedro, I can't wait till you're home!!

Me: Do you think Lux will like this?

I text Pedro a video of the set-up. A pink, purple and blue balloon arch centred my living room. On the breakfast table, I'd set out Taylor themed drinks, with disco balls and pink accessories. I had lay out her Folklore pyjamas on the bed in the spare room for her. On the coffee table, I'd put pink themed pamper items with my Polaroid camera for her to take photos and a sign that said, "Shake it Off!". I'd brought red heart glasses and placed them on the side near the collection of pink, blue and purple cupcakes I'd made with Lover themed frosting. Next to those was the friendship making station. I panicked it wasn't enough. I wanted to make her feel special. I nervously checked my phone to see if Pedro had commented back, but nothing. Still on delivered. He was probably in the middle of filming. It had been so difficult to speak to him the last few days. It hurt my heart but I knew he was working and couldn't be mad at him.

Lux would be any minute, and I was nervous. I'd already started playing the Era themed playlist ready for her arrival and was checking and fussing over the layout of the food table when the door knocked. She was here!! My phone was on a tripod ready to capture her reaction so I could send it to Pedro, if she was happy! I hit record and ran over to the door.

"Hey sis!" She threw her arms around my neck and hugged me tight.

"Hey Lux! Close your eyes!" I asked in the doorway, making sure the door was pressed against my back so she couldn't see inside my apartment.

"What's going on?" She giggled as she closed her eyes. I didn't answer, but instead grabbed her hands and led her into my apartment and closed the door.

"Three, two, one! Surprise!"

"Oh my god, OH MY GOD! SIS! I'M GOING TO CRY!! You did this for me?" She brought her hands up to her mouth. "This is perfect!! Oh my god!! Can I live here forever?" She threw her arms around my neck and squeezed me into her.

"Do you like it?" I giggled as I pulled her into me as we rocked on the spot. She didn't answer. I panicked. "Is it OK?" I pulled my head back. When she pulled her head back to look at me, I saw tears in her eyes. My heart!

"It's perfect. I just can't believe you've done this for me!? This is the most thoughtful thing anyone has ever done for me! I can't believe it! Thank you, really. Thank you. Oh my god!" She wiped the tears from her eyes. Which made me teary.

"You're so welcome. I wanted to make this moment special for you. Because you're pretty special." I gave her my best smile, though her reaction made me wanna cry.

"I'm so grateful for you. I hope you know that. Thank you. Pedro, I, we are so lucky to have you in our family." Her comment made the tears that had been pooling in my eyes spill down my cheeks.

"I am the lucky one!" I hugged her again, "Now. Let's get this party started shall we?"

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"Oh I love that one! Can I have it?" Lux was inspecting the friendship bracelet I'd just made. It was pink and purple with the word, LOVER on it.

"Of course!" I smiled as I sipped our Midnights themed cocktails we'd made. All evening, Lux told me repeatedly how much she loved everything and thanked for me the attention to details. It melted my heart that she liked what I did.

"Talking of Lover, have you spoken to my brother today?" She asked as she mirrored me and took a sip of her cocktail. She looked so pretty with her hair in ponytails and her Folklore pyjamas. She'd taken so many photos and videos tonight and instantly uploaded them to Instagram. I guess Pedro hadn't saw them, as I was certain he'd have text me back and commented on them.

"I haven't. I guess he's really busy!" I took another sip of my drink before I set about finding colours for my next bracelet.

"It can be like that. I remember in lockdown when he was away filming The Last of Us, we'd not hear from him for days."

"I bet that was difficult for you both? I know how close you are."

"It was, but it's normal for me now. We have our own lives. I think it gets to P more than it gets to me. He still thinks I'm a little kid who needs to be checked in on multiple times. He always complains that I never text or call him back. He even brought it up in interviews so now everyone problems thinks I'm rude!"

"They absolutely know you're not rude! That's just little sister behaviour. I'm the exact same with my brother. I'm either forgetting to text him back or spamming him with 300 texts, there's no in between."

"Does it bother you? Not being able to see or speak to him at times, you know, it must be hard."

"Oh it absolutely is. I miss him so much. But knowing he's off, doing what he loves most, it helps. Knowing he's out there making his dreams come true and he's happy and healthy, it helps. It makes me feel better."

At first she didn't reply. She gave me her megawatt smile which reminded me just how much she looked like her brother. "He's crazy about you, you know?"

"I know. He shows me, he tells me all the time."

"Good, I hope he does. Really; it's all we've ever wanted for him. He's spent his whole life looking after us. We've just wanted someone to look after him. And trust me, we thought it would never happen. That man has been impossible to get through to. But seeing you, and him, together, honestly? It's all we've ever wanted. And he couldn't have chosen anyone better. We love you, we love that you're part of our family. I feel like I've gained a best friend and sister all in one. Thank you."

"You're gonna make me cry!" I moved across the floor and hugged her tight. "Thank you for saying those words to me. It means more to me than you'll ever know. I was never lucky enough to have a sister, I'm so glad I have you."

"Ditto, sis."

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I was scrolling through the TV in bed to try and find something to watch. Lux had gotten into bed about 30 minutes ago, as she was tired and wanted to "get her beauty sleep" for Taylor tomorrow. My phone buzzed on the side table and made me jump. I hoped it was Pedro.

Pedro: My love,  I love you. I'm so sorry, I've been so busy today. I miss you. I've had so many messages from Lux. I've seen her stories. I love you. The most thoughtful person ever. I couldn't love you more if I tried. I'm so sorry I didn't get to call you before bed tonight, but I hope you sleep well. I miss you, Dream girl.

Pedro: PS, did I mention that I miss you?

PEDRO!!

Me: I miss you way more I promise!! Hope you're having fun? I've had such a good night with Lux, she's such a wonderful person. How lucky are you to call her your sister!? The Pascal family are the best people. ♥️😘

I threw my phone onto the bed, feeling a little bit happier that I'd actually heard from him today. I was about to pick up my phone and text him again when I saw his name flash across the screen.

"Hey baby!" His voice was smooth, calming.

"Hey you. I'm so happy to hear from you. Are you OK?"

"I'm good, I'm just pretty tired. It's been a really long day today. But I'm good. Even better know I get to speak to you. You alright?"

"Yeah I'm so good. I've had such a good night."

"I'm glad. And so has Lux, though I'm sure she's already told you how much tonight has meant to her."

"She's been so sweet. I'm glad she enjoyed it."

"Thank you baby. For what you do for her, for what you do for me."

"Always. I'll look after you both forever."

"Ditto. You in bed?"

"Yeah Lux went to bed half an hour ago. She wanted to get her beauty sleep for tomorrow. Though I'm not sure how she's meant to get anymore beautiful than she already is."

"She is a beauty. You know who I think is the most beautiful though?"

"Smooth, Pascal. You're just saying that to butter me up."

"What you talking about?" His voice was light and fluffy and made me giggle.

"You and your cheesy chat up lines. "You know who I think is the most beautiful though?" Smooooth!" I mimicked, earning me a goofy laugh from Pedro.

"Actually, Miss Parker, before you jumped the gun and presumed it was you, I was about to say Jennifer Aniston."

"Shut up, were you really?" I couldn't control my laughter. "Don't say that Pedro!!"

"Why not?" He giggled back.

"Because she is one of the most beautiful people in the world and if you fancy her, there's absolutely no way I could compete and you'll probably meet her at one of your fancy celeb parties and fall even more in love with her and she'll fall in love with you, cos you're you, look at you, you perfect human and I'll lose you forever and I can't be mad because you're both perfect and she's Jennifer Aniston."

"Eleanor!" Pedro roared down the phone as he laughed at my outburst. "You are so funny!" He continued to laugh at me, which in turn made me laugh. "I was only joking. I don't think Jennifer is the best looking woman in the world. I was just saying that to wind you up for being presumptuous. You make me laugh!"

"I'm glad I do cos your laugh is my favourite sound ever!"

"You're the most beautiful girl in the world, Eleanor."

"Liar."

"I'm not lying!"

"Pedro, you are. There's so many beautiful women in the world, I'm not even in the top 50%."

"You're the most beautiful woman in the world. To me."

"Awwwww!" I swooned, clutching my chest. "You're the most beautiful man in the world to me too."

"Now I know you're lying."

"I am not!"

"What about Harry?"

"Oh shit yeah, second most beautiful man in the world."

"Little shit." Pedro cursed as he chuckled. "Man, I thought calling you tonight would make me feel better but it hasn't."

"What do you mean?" Was he OK?

"I really miss you. Usually I'm fine, out on these shoots. I miss home and I miss my family. But missing you, it's a whole new level of feelings I didn't realise I'd ever have. I've gone from seeing you almost every day to not seeing you at all, I just- it sucks. So much. I hate it. Well, I love what I do. But I love you. It's just been a bit harder than I thought."

"Just soak it up. You'll never have that opportunity, or those experiences or moments again. But you'll always have me. So enjoy it. I'll be at home waiting for you."

"You're the best! I should let you sleep."

"I'd prefer to talk to you."

"Me too, darlin. But you have a big day tomorrow. And I should probably get going."

"OK. I love you. Miss you."

"I love and miss you. Can you text me a picture of your face please? I miss it."

"Anything for you. Goodnight."

"Goodnight Eleanor. Sweet dreams honey." And the line went dead. I sent him a goofy picture of me pouting for him and put my phone on charge. It took a while, but I drifted off into a deep sleep.

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"Lux, you look so beautiful!" I watched her twirl in her sparkly glittered pink dress. I wore the same dress, but in a dark navy blue. It was thin strapped and tight fitted with tassels on the end that hit mid thigh. We wore matching black cowgirl boots. Lux loved that we matched and I did too.

"Thank you. I feel it!" She beamed at me with the biggest smile I'd ever seen. "You look so beautiful too, sis. As always." She hugged me as made our way to the queue. "I'm so nervous."

"Why?"

"I don't know. It feels real. And scary. I can't explain it."

"I totally get it. I get nervous every show I go to. It's gonna be the best night I promise." I linked my fingers through hers and smiled at our friendship bracelets we'd made the night before. I felt our connection and friendship had grown a lot stronger in the last 24 hours, and she was fast becoming one of my favourite people. I smiled to myself, knowing that two members of the Pascal family had crept their way into my heart for a permanent place.

"Here, let me get a photo of you. You look so pretty." I held up my phone to snap a picture of Lux. Her face was lit up, her eyes sparkled. She was so excited to be here and it made my heart hurt. She posed in various ways whilst I snapped pictures of her. Each one a masterpiece. I typed out a caption for my Instagram story of her and hit post. 

"Let me get some of you, sis!" Lux tapped at her phone before she held it up to me. I felt a bit awkward at first but Lux's cheering and string of compliments made me feel more comfortable and I started to pose.

"Sorry, this is my seat."

I quickly panicked; knowing I'd placed our bags onto the spare seat next to us and this person who was about to sit next to me had caught me mid photoshoot.

"Sorry, let me just move our stuff... sor-, wait, what!?" Goosebumps spread across every inch of my body as I saw him standing there, laughing hysterically at me.

"Room for one more to this Swiftie party?" His voice was light and goofy. My heart was in my stomach. "Hey baby."

"Ohmygod.... OH MY GOD!" My eyes darted between Pedro and Lux, both of them laughing hysterically at me. "Did you know about this, Lux?"

"I did! Surprise!!"

"I don't understand!! You were filming!!"

"He was coming from the start. He just told you a little lie so we could surprise you!" Lux beamed at me.

"I don't understand!!"

"Are you going to stand there or are you gonna come here to me?" Pedro's hand was on my shoulder and pulling me towards him. It still didn't feel real. "Hey baby."

"I've missed you so much!" I squeezed him as hard as I could and smirked when I heard him make a wheezing noise from my vice like grip. "This doesn't feel real. I can't feel my legs or my fingers!"

"Well I am real. And this is real. And we're gonna watch Queen TayTay do her thing, together."

"I don't understand!" I repeated again, still unable to figure out how he was here.

"Filming was always gonna finish on the 18th. I just told you it was the 22nd so I could come home to you and Lux and watch the show with you. I wanted to surprise you."

"Please never do this again!" I tapped his arm, "As much as I love the surprise, I can't feel my legs and my heart is beating way too quickly and I can't think properly and how do you expect me to enjoy the show when all I want to do it stand and watch you!?" I said all in one breath.

"Finished?" Pedro laughed at me. "You will, because as soon as she walks onto that stage, you'll forget I'm even here."

"Hey bro, missed you!" Lux leant over to hug her big brother. He kissed her head and squeezed her close to him and it warmed my heart to see their sibling bond. They adored each other.

"Missed you, Hermana!" He grinned at her with such pride and love my heart burst.

"I am so excited!" Lux beamed at us both, which made us return her enthusiasm is a gigantic smile. "Do you think I've got time to run to the toilet?"

"Yeah, there's still 20 minutes before she's due on stage. Do you want me to come with you?" I asked as I absentmindedly held her elbow.

"No, it's fine. I'll be OK! I won't be long!" She started her journey down the stairs. I turned to face her brother, who was already staring at me and smiling.

"What?"

"I missed you." Pedro smiled down at me with his perfect grin. It always made me swoon a little bit when he wore his glasses. But the mass of messy curls and the black T-shirt that clung to his biceps made me want to grab him.

"You look so good. It's a bit cruel."

"Funny. I was just thinking the same."

"I fancy you so much."

"I hope you do. Because you look quite sexy tonight and I fear that if you fancied anyone here more, I'd lose you to them."

"Nope. Just want you and your attention forever. Do you like my outfit?"

"I love it. Though," His fingers moved forward and touched the exposed skin on my thigh, "it's a bit short. So no bending down or jumping up or down, please."

"It's not that bad." I looked down to see my full chest at risk of spilling over the cups of the dress. "Is it?"

"Oh it's bad!!" He winked. "But I like it. You're so fucking hot."

"It's cruel that you come back early to me in public. If we were home I could have showed you how much I've missed you. Feel like I've gotta keep myself composed, reserved."

"What did you wanna do?" He licked his lips before his strong arm was wrapped around my shoulders. "I hope it involves your mouth and my dick?"

"Not just my mouth. All of me. I'd do whatever you wanted me to do. Literally," I stood on my tiptoes to get to his ear, "Anything. Every inch of me. Every inch of you. Wherever you wanted. Whatever you want. Totally submissive."

"Oh my god I didn't think I'd made it back in time!" Lux's flamboyant return broke the sexual tension between us.

"This isn't over." Pedro whispered into my ear before he kissed my temple. Seconds later, the lights when down, a clock illuminated the screens. Lux's scream filled the air. Taylor was about to come on.

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"Did you have a good night girls?" Pedro held my hand as Lux linked his arm. We were walking across the car park of the stadium. His jumper kept brushing against the skin of my leg. My skin prickled against the cool L.A air but my body was full of adrenaline.

"Oh my god it was the best night of my life. I don't think anything could ever top that. My throat hurts, my feet hurt, my back hurts. I'm so happy. I can't believe she sang August. I'm still shaking. I wanna do it all over again." Lux didn't come up for air as she continued to talk about her night. Me and Pedro laughed in unison at her enthusiasm. She was adorable.

"Did you have a good night, baby?" Pedro asked me as he squeezed my hand. Lux had joined a group of girls who were singing All Too Well as the masses of fans marched along the car park.

"Yeah it was so good! Might be one of the best concerts I've ever been to!" My voice was almost gone. Pedro laughed at the huskiness that came from my throat. "Oh my god my voice hurts so much!"

"It sounds sexy."

"I sound awful."

"I'm glad you had a good night." He kissed the back of my hand. "Come here." He stood still almost the masses, which caused a few people around us to huff. He grabbed his jumper and held open the head hole as he slid it over my head. Then kissed my forehead as he helped me get my arms into the sleeves. When we started walking, his wrapped his arm across my shoulders and started to rub them.

"You are so sweet." I spoke as I slid my hand into his jean pocket and squeezed his ass.

"You are so gonna get it tonight."

"Lux is staying in my spare room, so I think you're gonna have to wait Pedro."

"Cute that you think that'll stop me."

"Really? With your sister down the hall?" I challenged.

"I've not seen you for almost a month. I don't care. You'll just have to be quiet. Which will be hard for you, seeing as you love to moan my name pretty loud. "Oh Pedro, you're so good. Oh Pedro, you're the best I've ever and will ever have!"" He mimicked me. I couldn't help at his silliness.

"I don't think I've ever said those words during sex!"

"Oh you will tonight!"

"Pedro!" I playfully smacked his arm before I rested my cheek against it. His skin was ice cold against my cheek. "You're freezing, here have your jumper back."

"Nope. Keep it on please. Get a move on. The quicker you walk, the faster we can be at my car. The faster we're at my car, the quicker I can take you home and have my wicked way with you."

"You drove here? You flew back today, drove straight here to be with me?"

"No I flew back yesterday, well last night. Hence why I barely spoke to you. I wanted to surprise you."

"You did. Best surprise ever." I pouted my lips for a kiss and felt my whole body light up when he kissed me back.

A short walk later and we were back at his car. After a small argument with Lux regarding who was taking the front seat; Lux insisted I ride up from with my  'Lover', another Taylor Swift pun, whilst I insisted she'd be more than welcome to ride up front with her brother and could play Taylor on the drive back to keep the party going. My comment earned me the front seat as Pedro forbid any more Taylor songs tonight.

"Do you girls wanna eat? Are you hungry?" He asked as he pulled off the car park. Seeing him drive lighted a fire in me every time.

"Can we get some pizza?" Lux asked from the back seat.

"Eleanor, you happy with pizza?" Pedro bit down on the side of his mouth as he turned to look at me before putting his attention back on the road and his hand on my thigh.

"Always."

The drive back took longer than usual. The backlog of people coming from the concert gave Pedro a whole new level of road rage I'd never seen him have. He cursed more in the drive back than he had ever had since I'd known him. Lux fell asleep before we even got the pizza and I stayed in the car with her whilst Pedro collected the pizzas from the takeaway store by my apartment.

"Do you think we should save some slices for Lux?" I asked as I washed my hands in the kitchen sink. I'd eaten far too many slices of pizza and felt ridiculously full. Lux had gone straight to bed as soon as we got back. The adrenaline had worn off and she could barely keep her eyes open.

"She won't eat it, she doesn't like cold pizza. And she doesn't like cold pizza warmed up." Pedro slid another slice into his mouth. "I think your voice sounds so hot like that. Does your throat hurt?"

"A little. I sound worse than I feel."

"Ah good. It'll hurt a bit more later when I'm finished with you." He said nonchalantly as he grinned behind his pizza slice.

"You are gagging for it, aren't you?"

"Not it, you. I've missed you so much. And you look and sound so sexy. I can't wait to fuck you." I lightly shook my head at his words as I made my way over to him. His hand slid across my thigh, round to my ass. I looked down at him as he sat at my breakfast bar and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Me either. I love you. I hope you know that." I said as I played with a little curl at the back of his neck.

"I do. And I hope you know I love you. I got you a little something."

"Stop buying me things." I threw my head back.

"Nope," he wiped his fingers and his mouth on a piece of kitchen paper and kissed me quick. "Never." He left me to walk over to his overnight bag. He pulled out a white carrier bag and then pulled out a gift bag with the word, Gucci on the side.

"You have to be fucking kidding me!!" My blood rushed round my body, partly because it was fucking Gucci but also because I knew he'd have spent a ridiculous amount of money on me.

"Open it." He handed me the gift bag. I pulled a white box out of the gift bang and lifted the lid. Inside was a black shoulder bag that I instantly fell in love with. "Do you like it?"

"Pedro!" I wanted to cry. "I love it. Like really fucking love it. But I don't want it. Please don't think I'm being ungrateful, but I don't like you spending this kinda money on me. It makes me uncomfortable. I don't need all this designer stuff. I mean, I fucking love it, and it's gorgeous and so dreamy and I can't believe you'd even buy this for me, I just want you. And you work so hard for your money I don't want you spending it on me."

"Are we going to have this conversation every time I buy you something nice?"

"Yes. So maybe stop spending your money on me. Please."

"Eleanor, I'm never gonna stop. I've never had anyone to spoil. Apart from my family. But I've never had someone I want to buy nice things for, or take out or gift them things to make them feel good. It makes me feel good that I can do that for you. I don't wanna sound like an ass, but baby, I make a lot of money. I know how fortunate I am. I'm literally living my dream. I didn't have anyone or anything to spend my money on. I rent two apartments in two different states because I couldn't commit to one place. I treated myself to a nice fucking car. I look after my family. That's all I needed. But I have the cash. I have a lot of work. I have a need to buy you things just to see your face when you open them, though you always moan at me. If I wanna buy you something nice, I'll buy you it. I don't care if it's a couple thousand bucks on a bag. Knowing you have something nice, that you love, that I brought for you makes me feel good. I just wanna look after you. Please let me do that."

"I'm sorry." I hugged him tight. "Please don't think I'm being ungrateful, I just, my mind can't comprehend this. Having you. You having this kind of money. You buying me things this expensive. Like my bracelet and my ring and earrings and now this, it could literally be a deposit on a house. Like I would have to save years for this kinda money, and you, you just have it."

"I totally get it. It took me a while to get used to it too. I didn't grow up with money. I had nothing when I started this acting business. The lady who owned a small cafe where I used to live in New York would gift me food to help me out. When I first started getting jobs, they were low paid and got me by till the next job. I was living pay check to pay check. Then Game of Thrones took me on and I finally got that break. I didn't have to worry about money. Narcos sealed the deal. I've been very fortunate since. But it still doesn't go unnoticed to me. But if I buy you something, it's because I can and want to. Please just let me spoil you."

"Well, in that case then, thank you for this bag. It's perfect. And you're perfect. I can't believe you've brought me a Gucci bag." I picked up the bag again and marvelled at its beauty.

"That's better. You're welcome baby." His hands were rubbing the backs of my thighs. "You are so pretty." His statement caught me off guard and made me double take him.

"Stop, I am not. I dread to know what I look like right now. I need to shower but I'm so tired."

"You look pretty. So pretty." The corners of his eyes creased as he gave me his best smile. "I'm so lucky."

"Yeah, you're so lucky. My makeup is probably smudged down my face, my hair is greasy and needs to be washed..."

"Stopppppp!" He yanked me closer to him and wrapped his arms around my waist as he lay his head on my stomach. "I don't like hearing you talk negatively about yourself. None of it's true."

"You smell so good. I've missed this little curly head of yours." I couldn't resist running my fingers through his curls. "I'm so happy you're home."

"Me too baby." He pouted his lips for a kiss and I savoured his taste. "It's pretty late. Shall we get ready for bed?" He smirked.

"By 'get ready for bed' you mean let's hurry up and have sex, don't you?"

"You know it, Elle. Last one to the bedroom has to give the winner oral!" He grinned as he pushed me across the room and sprinted to the bedroom. Jokes on Pedro, I was always going to give him head.

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The next morning I woke before the Pascals and set about making breakfast for them whilst they snoozed. I wore Pedro's T-shirt from last night and some pyjamas bottoms. Knowing Lux was here made me refrain from wearing nothing but Pedro's shirt to give him a treat. I'd just finished the layout and poured orange juice into the jug before I set off to wake them up. Deciding to get Pedro first, just so I could steal a few touches and teases with him before Lux graced our presence.

"I was just coming to look for you." I caught Pedro midway through putting his boxers on. "Stop staring." He teased as he noticed my eyes drift south.

"It's so unfair that every inch of you is so delicious and perfect." I leant against the door frame to watch the glorious man in front of me.

"Nothing tastes as sweet as you. Last night was-" I cut him off by slamming my lips onto his.

"Shhh. In case Lux hears."

"Oh baby, I wouldn't be surprised if she heard it all last night. Even when I told you to be quiet, you couldn't control yourself could you?"

"Pedro!" I threw my face into the crook of his neck to hide my flushed cheeks. "I really hope she didn't hear."

"Guess I'll be going shirtless at breakfast then? Seeing as you've stolen another shirt?" He grabbed my shoulders and giggled.

"You have T-shirts in the closet I got for you. Let me keep this one, it smells of you."

"You are so cute." He smacked my ass as I walked away to grab a shirt for him.

"This looks so delicious oh my goodness!" Lux's face lit up as she walked over to the spread I had lay on for them. "Let me take a photo!" As she held the camera up to the breakfast, Pedro leant forward and grabbed a piece of watermelon in his mouth and ruined her shot. His boyish charm made it impossible for her to be mad at him. She later uploaded the picture to her Instagram story, which made fans go crazy for him.

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"I am so nervous. And so fucking tired. My back is killing me." We'd just got off the final flight home to England. We had to stop over in Amsterdam, but after a 10 hour flight from L.A, it was a welcome thing to be able to stretch our legs out. We had to pop by a chemist to get Pedro some ibuprofen gel and some heat pads for his back.

"I'm so sorry for dragging you out here." I ran my hand over the material of his back. "Is there anything I can do?"

"Don't be sorry, it's fine. It just sucks, you know, getting old. Well, you wouldn't know." He rolled his eyes as he readjusted his cap, giving me a tiny glimpse of his curls.

"If it makes you feel better, I've booked us a spa treatment for Friday. Maybe they can sort your back out?"

"You booked me a spa treatment?"

"Yeah. Dad's not home, he's away with work so I thought we could do something Friday then have the evening to ourselves."

"Sounds like a perfect Friday, thanks so much Eleanor. I really appreciate that." He kissed my forehead. "God I am so nervous."

"Don't be. Honestly. They're gonna love you." We were waiting for our bags by the carousel. I had noticed a few girls spot Pedro and talk amongst themselves. I knew they wanted to approach. "There's some girls over there that I think wanna say hello to you." I tried to gently advert his attention to them without making it obvious. Pedro followed my eye line and laughed when he waved to them and they blushed and giggled.

"I'd go say hello but my back is killing."

"Oh Ped, I feel so guilty. You sure there's nothing I can do?"

"Honestly I'll be fine in an hour or so, I just need to stretch it out. Please don't feel guilty.  I really wanted this trip. I really wanna meet your loved ones."

"The girls are coming over. Are you gonna be OK?" I asked as I saw them approach.

"Yeah I'll be fine babe." Soon, his name was being called. I saw him turn towards them and give them a grin. "Hey ladies."

"Hey Pedro! I'm so sorry to interrupt, but please could we get a photo?"

"Of course." He sheepishly grinned. The girl to his right opened the camera and held it up selfie style. I saw Pedro wince when he tried to lean back into the photo.

"Here, let me take it for you." I stepped in, hoping to ease the pressure on his back. One of the girls thanked me, as did Pedro who winked at me. The girl to his right looked up at Pedro the moment he winked at me and made a small scream noise.

"I'm so sorry it's just, you guys are so cute." She flushed.

"My back is hurting so Eleanor's helping me out." Pedro explained to the girl who screamed, which earned us another screech. "She's so great!"

"Stop I can't cope!" The other joined in. He placed his hands on their shoulders as they posed for the picture. It warmed my heart to see them hug him gently and precariously, now aware of his back before they departed.

"You are such an angel." Pedro squeezed my hand. "I love you so much."

"I love you." I said as I noticed his case come towards us. "Oh, here you go. I'll get it." I walked towards the carousel.

"No, it's fine Eleanor. I'll get it. It'll be too heavy for you." He tried to interject, but I refused.

"It's fine, I'm stronger than I look." I grabbed the handle of the case before he had chance and pulled it towards me. Unbeknownst to me, it was ridiculously heavy and I almost fell over with the weight of it. Not before smacking the wheel into my shin.

"Are you OK?" Pedro tried to hide his laughter as I cursed and put the case down.

"The fuck did you pack? House bricks!?" The sudden pain of hitting my leg made me instantly angry and frustrated.

"Ah yes, couldn't leave L.A without my house bricks, how did you guess?" He laughed and nudged me. "Sure you're alright?"

"Yep. Didn't take me long to get my first bruise did it?" I rubbed at the sore patch on my shin as I saw my case coming round and prepared to grab that one.

"I'll get it."

"No it's fine! I know how heavy mine is, I've got this. Could you grab a trolley from over there so I can push them through the airport, Pedro?"

"It's fine, I've got them-"

"Please just get the trolley." Pedro helped me load the trolley and made old man noises as he grunted to get his bag on first. "God, I didn't wanna be falling apart when I met your family." Pedro insisted on pushing the trolley.

"Don't be. I'm sure my dad will have something to help your back." I text Oli to let him know we were here. He was coming to pick us up. Even though I insisted we'd be fine in a taxi. It was 7pm.

"My heart rate is through the roof!" Pedro joked as we got closer to arrivals. My heart beat quickened, excited to see my brother and knowing he was about to meet Pedro. Just then, I saw Oli. On his phone. He looked up, saw me and waved. I wanted to run and hug him but didn't want to leave Pedro.

"Hey you!" Oli gripped me as soon as I got to him and hugged me tight. He smelt of Oli, and home.

"Hey Ol! Look at you! I've missed you."

"I've missed you."

"You've got more grey hairs." I couldn't help but notice the sprinkling in the sides of his haircut.

"That's what happens when you have a baby." He joked, hugging me again and kissing my head. "And this must be Pedro. Good to finally meet you man!" Pedro held out his hand to shake Oli's hand but Oli pulled him into a hug and patted his back.

"Oli watch out. Pedro's got a bad back!"

"It's fine. I'm good." Pedro blushed.

"Oh I'm so sorry!" Oli was embarrassed as he pulled from the hug and checked to see if Pedro was OK.

"Don't be I'm fine. It's great to meet you." Pedro smiled at my brother.

"Here, let me get this for you." He took the trolley from Pedro, but not without a fight. Pedro tried to protest and say it was really OK but Oli wasn't having it. "No, please let me. You have a bad back, I've got this mate." I watched as Oli squeezed Pedro's shoulder and my heart swooned. "How was the flight?" Oli asked Pedro, as I hung back and watched them interact. I just knew this trip was going to be a core memory for me.

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"Dad!" I squealed and ran into his arms. He picked me up and squeezed me close to him.

"My jellynor. I've missed you so much." He placed me down and kissed my forehead. He looked so typically dad; his salt and pepper hair slicked back into his short back and sides. He wore a white T-shirt with an olive over shirt left unbuttoned, blue jeans and trainers. "This must be the big man!" He directed to Pedro, who was beaming at me and Dad. "It's great to finally meet you."

"It's really great to meet you, too!" Pedro held out his hand for my Dad to shake. He took it, but pulled Pedro into him and hugged him close. My heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest. My two favourite men.

"Watch Pedro's back, Dad. He's hurt his back." Oli called over my shoulder before I could say anything.

"Oh I am sorry! Shit!" Dad looked apologetically between me and Pedro. "Is it muscular?"

"Yeah I think so. Old age." Pedro joked. He suddenly realised what he said and his eyes widened in panic. I hoped he wouldn't find it uncomfortable with our age difference to talk to my Dad about being older.

"Tell me about it. I've actually got something you could try! Bear with me." Dad left the room. I helped Oli pull our cases into the hallway. Pedro took them off me as soon as he could. I sensed he didn't want to seem like he was lazy.

"Babe it's fine. Please look after yourself. We've got this." I touched his hand.

"Listen to Eleanor, Pedro. You're our guest. We'll look after you." Oli reassured him.

"Thank you, both. And your dad. It means a lot."

"When do we get to see Theo, Oli?" I was desperate to see my favourite little man. I FaceTimed him at every given opportunity but knowing he was 20 minutes away from me, made me want to cry.

"Tomorrow morning. He'll be fast asleep now. Ready to wake us up at 2am. And 4am. And again at 6am." He shook his head.

"I honestly can't wait." I gushed. I needed to squeeze that perfect baby. "I've brought him some things. I'll sort them out tonight."

"He's spoilt enough. Jess is obsessed with that rabbit bathrobe you brought him. She's got a picture of him in it as her lockscreen."

"Here." Dad came back with some boxes. "This is a heat pad massager thing. I promise it helps. And this," he rearranged the boxes "this is an acupuncture mat. Elle brought this for me last year when I fell off a ladder and it's a lifesaver."

"I forgot you fell off that ladder!" I giggled as I recalled the memory. Oli joined in, earning us a scolding from Dad.

"They laugh cos it didn't happen to them! Kids, eh!"

"Thanks, Sir. This is really kind of you." Pedro graciously took them from my Dad.

"Please, Steve. Can I get you anything? Tea? Coffee? Alcohol? Are you hungry? I've not eaten yet I thought we could eat together." Dad took his glasses off his head and placed them onto his face as he lead the way to the kitchen.

"Pedro?" I asked, wanting him to answer. I hoped he would actually speak up. I knew he was nervous and didn't want to ask.

"I'd love a coffee, if that's OK, Steve?"

"Of course son," Son. My heart. "What kind? Americano? Flat white? Latte?"

"Americano would be great; thank you."

"Coming right up. Eleanor?"

"Cappuccino please."

"Oli, are you staying?"

"I need to head back. I gotta get back to Jess and Theo. I'll see you two tomorrow?"

"Yeah you will I can't wait."

"Just text me when you know what time you'll be coming by." He hugged me tight and kissed me.

"Will do. Love you. Tell Theo I love him too. And Jess. Tell her we'll go out for coffee this week."

"I will. Love you. See you Pedro, good to meet you!" Oli waved at Pedro, unable to get to him as our cases were in the way. Pedro said goodbye and I shut the door.

"Are you hungry?" I asked Pedro, who was looking around the hallway.

"This place is beautiful. It's massive. It's gorgeous. It feels like a proper family home."

"Dad worked really hard to get this place. It's my favourite place in the world. I'll give you a tour later."

"Your Dad is such a great man. Just the way he looks and talks to you and your brother. The house he provided for you. The way he's raised you. How he's looked after you, he must be pretty proud of all he's achieved."

"I really am." Dad replied, stepping back into the hallway after overhearing Pedro's words. "That's really nice for you to say, Pedro. Thank you. Really."

"You two, I just love you." I walked over to them and offered them an arm each, wanting to hug two of my favourite men ever. "We're just gonna drop our bags upstairs then we'll order some food Dad."

"No worries, no rush. Here let me help."

"It's fine, I've got this Steve." Pedro offered to take the bags from Pedro but my Dad looked at him, shook his head and said,

"Pedro. You're a great guy, we've started off on good terms. But that'll only continue if you listen to me and let me help you. That back won't heal itself. You're my guest. I've got this." He started the journey upstairs. We followed behind him. I couldn't help but laugh at Pedro getting told off by my Dad.

"Are you sure it's OK we stay? We can get an hotel." I asked as we followed Dad upstairs.

"Stop it. This is your house. You're staying here. Now Pedro," he turned to Pedro and I tried my best to not laugh as I watched Pedro swallow hard. "I've made up the spare bedroom for you."

"Dad!" I smacked his arm. The panic on Pedro's face melted me and I didn't want him to be uncomfortable.

"I'm just kidding!" He joked as he set the cases down. "I'm gonna let you settle in. I'll be downstairs if you need anything." He tapped Pedro's shoulder and left us alone.

"I feel like I'm gonna pass out." Pedro huffed.

"Why what's wrong?"

"I didn't know how to answer to your Dad then. I thought he was being serious." The panic was evident all over his face and in his voice. I grabbed him and hugged him to me.

"Just ignore him. I do. I want you to be comfortable around them. So you let me know if you need anything."

"Oh I am, they seem really nice. It's just all new to me. I'm nervous."

"I totally get it. But you'll be fine. Just be yourself. I promise they'll love you."

"I love you."

"I love you. Come on, let's get settled. What shall we order? I'm feeling Chinese and there's a great Chinese down the road."

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After settling into my room, and Pedro asking me a thousand questions about things I had around my room, or pictures on my wall, we were waiting for the Chinese.

"Do you guys want anything to drink? I did get this bottle of wine for us?" Dad showcased a bottle of red like he was presenting a prize.

"That would be great, thank you." Pedro smiled at my Dad as he sipped the last of his beer. Dad had been questioning Pedro on life in the States and his childhood. They both kept cracking jokes and making each other laugh and it melted my heart. Just as my Dad left to the kitchen, the door knocked. Food was here.

"Eleanor, can you get that please? The money is on the coffee table." Dad shouted. As I went to get up, Pedro stood up too.

"I'll get this." He was already retrieving his wallet from his jeans.

"No it's fine, my Dad-"

"Please." It was almost a beg from Pedro. I huffed and let him do it. Knowing how Pedro felt about being able to look after people he cared about; I tried to not battle with him. "Thanks baby." He kissed my forehead and headed for the door. Dad came in with the glasses and bottle and noticed Pedro missing and his money on the table.

"Where's Pedro?"

"Getting the food."

"The moneys right there." He looked confused for a moment before the penny dropped. "He's not paid for it himself, has he?"

"Yep." I raised my eyebrows, knowing I'd have sided with my Dad on this issue.

"Oh Eleanor, why's he done that?"

"He likes to do it. He's always doing it. He never lets me pay for anything."

"Are you serious?"

"Unfortunately. I think I've paid for two meals since I've known him. He's always buying me shit. All this jewellery," I held up my hands and arms, "He brought me a Gucci back yesterday."

"I hope you've thanked him!"

"Of course I have. I just don't like it. But when I've tried to tell him I don't like it, he just tells me he wants to. And that it makes him feel good to be able to look after me. It causes more arguments to try and tell him not to. I guess I just have to put up with it."

"I mean, he definitely has a heart of gold. But he doesn't need to pay for anything for me. Not whilst he's here. I'll have a word."

"He'll only moan at you Dad." I sipped my wine. Pedro returned holding the bags of food.

"Sorry that took so long." Pedro seemed sheepish as he entered the room. I guessed that maybe the delivery person had recognised him.

"Pedro?" My Dad asked, looking over at him. I smirked, knowing he was about to be told off.

"Yeah?"

"What's my money doing on the table?" My Dad looked over at me with a small grin then over to Pedro who looked between us.

"I er, I got it. I hope that's OK."

"No it's not OK. Please. You're my guest. You're with my daughter. If I can't provide for you, I'm not doing my job right." Pedro nodded as Dad spoke but I knew he wasn't taking it in. "Come here." Dad stood up and hugged Pedro. "Stop paying for me! Here, take this." He collected the money from the table and tried to give it Pedro.

"No, no please. My treat." Whilst his hands were still cradling the food, he tried to dodge my Dads hands.

"I'm not gonna argue with you. So thank you. I appreciate it. But," He held up his hand to me and Pedro, "If we're gonna play like this, we'll go out for dinner in the week. And I. Am. Paying."

"Got it. Thank you Steve. Where shall I put this?"

"In the kitchen, come I'll show you where everything is." I watched Pedro follow my Dad. I replied to Olivia's message,

Me: So far they've been getting along great. Small argument on who is going to pay for Chinese. Pedro won. I can't wait to see you tomorrow.

Her reply was almost instant.

Olivia: ah the struggles of having a rich dad and a rich boyfriend... 👀 me too bitch! What are you gonna wear?"

Me: Dad isn't rich! I don't like Pedro buying me things either!! Jeans and a nice top? You?

I threw my phone on the sofa and headed towards the kitchen to see if Pedro was OK being alone with my Dad. I heard laughing coming from inside the kitchen.

"You're a good lad, Pedro. Thank you for looking after my daughter."

"It's all I wanna do, Steve." My heart. I saw Dad give him a gentle smile. That comment definitely earned him all the points.

"Right, this cupboard is where the plates are. Cutlery is in that drawer. Fridge is right there. Cups and glasses are in this cupboard. Help yourself to anything whilst you're here. You're part of this family now and I'd like for you to feel comfortable. So please, you know, help yourself." He tapped Pedro on the shoulder again.

"Thank you. So much." Pedro's voice was sweet and soft. That man melted me.

"How's your back? Any better?"

"Yeah, thank you. That heated pad is helping loads. I'll have to grab one when I'm home."

"I think it's from Amazon, I'll find the link for you." Dad turned and caught me in the doorway. "Spying on us are you Eleanor?" Just the mention of my name made Pedro turn around and smile like an idiot at me.

"Caught red handed. Came to see if Pedro needed rescuing."

"I'm good, Elle. I'm good." He grinned at me sincerely and I knew he was getting comfortable.

After food, we settled down on the sofa. Dad had put some show on Netflix on and Pedro was hooked. I, on the other hand, wasn't interested. But stayed quiet as to not earn me complaints from both of the men in the room. I was cuddling Ziggy on the sofa whilst texting Olivia and scrolling through instagram absentmindedly when a post caught my eye.

Pedroispunk: Pedro and Eleanor are so cute. She is so good for him and it's so obvious in the way he looks at her, and she at him. I'm so jealous but so happy for them! 😭😭

Along with a collection of photos we'd posted of each other and some shots people had taken of us, there were 35,509 likes and over 1000 comments. I browsed some of them,

She is so stunning! What a gorgeous couple!

He's so perfect it makes me cry

He's so boyfriend 😭😭

Imagine being able to say Pedro Pascal is your boyfriend!? 😭

I can't even get a text back and these two are living out a romantic comedy in real life!?

It wasn't lost on me how lucky I was. To have him. And all that he was. He was sat next to my Dad on the sofa opposite me. The room was dark but the lights from the TV bounced off their faces. In that moment, it was all I wanted. I slyly brought my camera up and took a photo of them, neither of them aware of what I just did. It wasn't till I reviewed the picture that I giggled to myself, seeing them mirror each other. Both glued to the screen, thick rimmed glasses on. Both pulling a slightly moody resting face, bottles of beer in their hands. Pedro caught me staring and grinned at me. I smiled back and decided to text him.

Me: I love you

I watched him as I hit send. He was very cautious as to not be on his phone much. I think he wanted to be present for my Dad. Especially when they were watching something together. The vibration caught his attention and I watched him check his phone. He smiled softly at my message then at me. I watched him tap at his phone before my vibrated.

Pedro: Scared to tell me you love me in front of your dad? 😉

Me: not at all. More scared to be shouted at for talking through the programme!!

Me: I do love you though

Pedro: I love you more x

Pedro: now leave me alone I'm trying to watch this!!

Pedro: xxxxxx gorgeous girl!

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"This thing is great!" Pedro was on the floor, lying on the acupuncture mat Dad had borrowed to him. We were getting ready for bed.

"I'll order you one when we get back to L.A!" I watched him from my en-suite as I rubbed in my moisturiser.

"Don't waste your money babe, I'll get myself one."

"Pedro. No. You can't expect me to be OK with you buying me stuff if I'm not allowed to spend money on you."

"I just, I want you to keep your money. I've got us."

"If we're gonna be an us, we do this for each other. That's what couples do. How you feel when you buy me things is how I feel when I buy you things. Deal with it, please."

"Fine." He rolled his eyes.

"Besides, if it means I can watch you lie on your back half naked and moaning out, I will 100% invest in that." Wearing nothing but pyjama pants, Pedro kept moaning out when the pressure points eased certain muscles. "Wish I made you moan like that!" My comment made him erupt with laughter. The sight in front of me; topless Pedro with messy curls and eyes scrunched up from laughing, was one of the most beautiful things I'd ever seen.

"This doesn't feel half as good as you. Nothing feels as good as you. Shame I'll have to wait a couple more days to have you."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not having sex with you whilst your dad is down the hall."

"But you had sex with me when your sister was a couple doors down?"

"That's different."

"How so?"

"I'm not trying to impress my sister and become part of the family."

"He already loves you-"

"Not happening, Eleanor. You will have to wait till we're back in L.A for you to have your wicked way with me."

"£50 says I can make you have sex with me before we go back to L.A?" I held my hand out to him. He sat up and smirked as he shook it.

"Easiest £50 I'll ever make." He grinned proudly. I made it my silent mission to make sure we had sex.

We brushed our teeth in unison. I tried my best to steal touches and glances at Pedro. He moaned a couple of times but said, "I know exactly what you're doing. Not happening. You sexy bitch." He smacked my ass and kissed my temple. We crawled into bed together. Pedro took the side next to the door, as he naturally did.

"It feels so weird to be sleeping in the room you've lived in all your life."

"Yeah, a lot of memories in this room." I shuffled in next to him as I turned the TV on.

"What do you mean?" Seeing Pedro in my bed, topless, did something to me I couldn't explain.

"Oh you know, I've grown up in this room. Lots of sleepovers, you know, a lot of sex..."

"Shhh Eleanor."

"What?"

"I don't wanna hear about the other guys you've had in this bed. For someone that keeps trying to seduce me, that won't do it for me."

"Jealous?" I teased as I cuddled in next to him.

"Insanely. So shhhh please." He silenced me by kissing my lips. "today has been so lovely. Thank you."

"No thank you." I smiled at him before handing him the remote. "You can choose what we watch." He took the remote from my hand and scanned through Netflix. He stopped on a documentary.

"I'm not fussed. I'll be asleep soon." I let him choose the selected documentary and cuddled into him. It wasn't long before I fell asleep.

I stretched out my legs through the sheets as I begrudgingly opened my eyes. The room was still dark, apart from the TV lights that bounced around the room. I turned to my left to see Pedro was still sat up in bed, awake and glued to the TV. His eyes were heavy, protected behind his thick framed glasses. His hair was extra wild and fluffy. He noticed me move and smiled at me.

"Hey baby, got back to sleep." He ran his hand over my head.

"Why are you still awake? What time is it?"

"2am. I can't sleep. Still on L.A times."

"I told you not to fall asleep on the plane."

"Always right, aren't you?" He grinned at me as he continued to stroke my head.

"Always. If you'd have listened to me, you'd have been asleep by now and your back wouldn't have hurt."

"Maybe I should listen to you more, eh?" He sleepily smiled at me. "Go back to sleep angel."

"I'd rather look at you. You look so beautiful, Pedro."

He smiled sweetly at my words, "You obviously need more sleep."

"No, I don't. You are so beautiful. I feel so lucky that I get to see you like this and no one else does." He started to shake his head disapprovingly but I interrupted him, "No please just listen to me. You are so perfect. And I love seeing you like this. All fluffy and angelic and perfect. I love you."

"I love you too. So much. I feel lucky that I'm here with you. That I get to do this life with you." The way he smiled at me spurred something in me. I moved up the bed and gripped his head in both my hands. I ran my thumb over his cheek and looked him in the eyes before I kissed him as heartfelt as I could. Pedro moaned into my mouth as he gripped my head and deepened the kiss. He gently ran his fingers along my jawline and into my hair as he moaned into my mouth. "Fuckkkkk. That took my breath away." He pulled away and looked at me. "Kiss me again. Like that. Please." His voice was almost a beg as I kissed him again. This time harder, more passionately. Seeing him looking like that, in my bed, drove me wild and I wanted to so desperately have him. I continued to kiss him as I let my hand drift from his face down to his chest. I let my fingers trail down his stomach down to his crotch before I brought them back up again.

"I know what you're doing." Pedro mumbled against my lips.

"You gonna let me have sex with you?"

"Nope. Soon. Not now." He kissed me again as he ran his hands down my body.

"Please. I really want to." My voice was a pathetic beg as I ran my fingers through his curls. "I'll be quiet." My comment made Pedro giggle.

"Who are you trying to fool?" He smirked as he pushed his way down the bed. He continued to kiss me a little bit before he pulled away and stared at me. "You should sleep baby, it's late."

"I prefer what we're doing now." I kissed his lips again.

"I know, me too. But you have a busy day tomorrow and you need to sleep. Come, I'll hold you." He cuddled into my neck as I lay on back. He threw his arm over my torso and snuggled into me. I couldn't help but feel rejected. Like he didn't want me, he didn't want to have sex with me. "You smell so nice." He kissed my chest. I didn't reply. The sudden urge to want to cry had overwhelmed me and I was trying my best to not let it show. Was I overreacting? Probably. But I just couldn't shake the feeling of being rejected. "You asleep already?" He lifted his head to look at me. I quickly closed my eyes so I didn't have to look at him. "You alright?"

"Yeah."

"You sure?" Even though I had my eyes closed, I knew he was staring at me.

"Yeah."

"Eleanor, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I'm just being silly."

"Look at me, Eleanor." Under his spell, I did what I was told. "Tell me what's wrong."

"I just feel, I dunno, it's silly.... I just feel a bit rejected. Like you don't want to have sex with me."

"Eleanor that is so silly!"

"I know. It's just, I dunno. It's usually so easy to seduce you but you don't seem like you want me."

"Baby," he pinned me to the bed, "I always want you. Always, always, always. I'm sorry I made you feel that way. But it's not the truth."

"I'm sorry, I'm just being stupid."

"No you're not. Thank you for talking to me. But I promise you that's not the case. I want you, believe me. It's just, I'm tired, you're clearly tired. You've not slept in almost 24 hours. You're here to have the best time with your family. You've got so many things to look forward to this week."

"I think it's cos you said you wouldn't have sex with me all week then you didn't want me tonight. It made me feel like you're making excuses because you don't want me."

"Eleanor, I'm sorry I made you feel like this. I promise that's not how I feel. Really.  Tonight is just because I'm tired and I know you are too. You really think I could have lasted all week without you? Come here." Before I had chance to reply, he kissed me. Hard. Passionately. "I'll always want you."

"I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry about." He kissed me again. This time was tender and sweet. I couldn't help but moan when he slid his tongue across mine in unison with his hand brushing my cheek. "Fuck it." He got off me sharply and pulled the covers back. His quick exit out of the bed made me sit up and watch as he walked over to his jeans which were on the back of the chair in my room. I watched as he pulled out his wallet and fumbled through some notes. "Here." Confused, until I saw what he was handing me. "Your £50. You win. You'll always win." He slapped the money into my hand. "Now come here, let me bury myself in you."

"Pedro, I don't want this money. I-"

"A bet is a bet. It's yours. I'm yours. Can I have sex with you now?" Trying not to laugh and cry at the man in front of me, I just nodded. He sat on my side of the bed and kissed me again. A heady mix of sweet tender kisses and lengthy tongue strokes, it wasn't long before he was hovering above me. "God. You." He breathed before his hand was travelling down my body and pressing into all the soft spots for him.

"Wait." I stopped, gripping onto his shoulders. "Let me go on top. Don't wanna ruin your back even more."

"No but I wanna ruin yours." He wiggled his brows at me. His cheesy flirting was school boy foolish and extremely hot, it drove me wild.

"On your back, please." He did what he was told and lay in the middle of the bed.

"I might fake my back pains more if it means I get this vision." His face lit up as his ran his hands over my thighs. I could feel his erection against me as I straddled him.

"Shhh." I kissed him again as I let my fingers find his curls. His hands gripped my ass and squeezed hard. I was sure they'd leave finger nail marks later but I didn't care. I wanted the reminder of this night. I slid down the bed a little further so my mouth as in line with his erection.

"Fuck." He hissed as he watched me free him from his restraints. I slowly, and cruelly, ran my tongue from his base up to his tip before my mouth made a pop noise on his tip. I repeated the action. "Keep doing that and I'll cum too soon." Instead of answering back, I just smirked and licked my lips. The grunt I was rewarded with was all I needed to continue. I let my head bob up and down the length of him, each rhythm earned me moans from him so feral it was enough to make me cum from noise alone. I let our pace get steady and hard enough that it caused Pedro to grip his nails into my scalp before I pulled off and sat on him again. "In you now, please." I did was I was told and took every inch of him. "Fuck. Babe. So good." Lifting my hips slowly and clenching around him, I let my nails run down the length of his torso till I got to his hips. His hands found my breasts and squeezed hard. I squeezed my nails into his hips in retaliation. The noise of us both moaning in unison caused me to panic and I quickly put my mouth on his.

"You want me to make you cum?" I whispered against his wet lips.

"Please."

"You want me to ride you hard and fast?"

"Please."

"You wanna cum deep in me?"

"Pl-please." He answered as I continued to roll my hips over and over.

"Then do what I say and keep quiet."

"I'm tr-trying to. But this, ugh, this feeling so fucking good." His thumb found my clip and gently massaged on. The pressure from his strong thumb made my back buckle. I leant forward and moaned into his mouth.

"Fuck, Pedro."

"Say it again."

"Ahhh Pedro."

"My-my name. Keep saying it, baby."

"Ugh, right there. Harder. Please. Pedro."

"Fuck Eleanor."

"Fuck Pedro." The continuous use of his name called to something within him as I felt a hard spank across my ass. "Oh my god, please Pedro." Again. Another blow. The contact of his skin on mine bounced off the walls. "Like that, please. Oh god. Please. Daddy." I watched his eyes spring open. They were dark and dangerous. Within a few seconds; he had threw me on the bed. I was now ass up, bent over my mattress with him behind me. Another smack to my ass.

"What did you just say?"

"Please."

"Please what?"

"Please Daddy." Smack.

"My baby. Ugh!" His thrusts were heavy and dangerous. I felt each one in my stomach. My face was pressed into the mattress by Pedro's big hand whilst his other rubbed at my clit once more.

"Please. Pedro. Like this. Fuck. You're gonna make me cum, daddy." Another smack. I couldn't think before my hands were pulled behind my back as he pinned them to my lower back. A few more thrusts and I was being pulled up against him; his stomach against my back. Another smack. This time against my right breast. The sting caused me to moan louder than I wanted to.

"Shhh baby." He grunted into my ear. Then another smack. On the opposite breast. Another moan from me. "I said shhhh." His hand was over my mouth. The urge to open my mouth and lightly bite down on his ring finger that was over my mouth became too strong and I found myself gripping onto his digit. This sparked something in Pedro which caused him to put his finger into my mouth and stretch open my cheek. He kept thrusting as he moved his hand from my mouth and down to my throat. "I'm gonna cum Eleanor."

"Please. Me too."

"Where do you want me to cum?"

"Wherever you want."

"On your face." I felt my body deflate was he pulled in self out of him. I needed to feel him in me for my own release. But he pushed me to the floor. I sat proud and helplessly at his feet, feeling myself get wetter and wetter as I watched him wank in my face. My mouth was open; my tongue was out, ready to collect every last drop of him. "So fucking sexy. Fuck." Soon, his warm cum shot over my face. I felt the droplets splash across my eyes, cheeks and into my mouth. I took his tip in my mouth and sucked the remains. "Fuck. Look at you. Fuck. So perfect." Without thinking too much, I moved past him and grabbed my phone. I opened up the camera and with my tongue still hoarding his cum, I handed him my phone and signalled for him to take a photo. "Fuck, really?" I nodded. He held the camera up to me. Close. I wanted to desperately drink in the sight of him naked but my eyes were locked on his. "My fucking god." I collected his cum with my thumb and sucked it clean. "On the bed, now." Even though his words were commanding, the natural nature of this touch as he helped me to my feet blew me away. "Legs open baby." I didn't need to do anything because he was already prizing my legs apart. "So hot, so sexy." He ran his fingers across me. "Mine." His voice was deep as he shoved two fingers into me. It made me lose my mind. I threw my head back and gasped.

"Oh my god!" Was all I managed to say. His fingers were ruthless as he continued his sweet torture. In and out, curled tips. Hitting that spot over and over. "Pedro!"

"That's it baby. Say my name whilst you cum." He breathed against my clit as his mouth found me. It wasn't long before the mixture of his mouth and fingers made me climax, making me chant his name over and over. "Good girl." He kissed me there as he stood up. Seeing my man, naked in front of me made me feral. The feral urge he spiked in me made me lean forward and take the fingers that were just in me and put them in my mouth. I cleaned each one with my hollowed cheeks and hungry tongue. His eyes burnt into me as I did so. "Fucking hell, Eleanor. That was, you just, I-I, that was hot. So fucking hot."

"I need to go clean up." I smiled sweetly at him. I was washing my hands when he came into the en-suite. We locked eyes in the mirror. I felt my cheeks blush as he smiled at me.

"Best £50 I ever spent." He winked before he kissed my head. I watched as he moved over to the toilet.

"Making me sound like a hooker."

"You're my hooker." He smiled again. I left him to use the toilet as I made my way back to the bedroom. I checked my phone and saw it was 03:23am. We needed to sleep. Shortly, he joined me in bed. It made me feel giddy when he pulled the blankets up to my chin as I cuddled into him. I kissed the bare skin of his chest. "I'm sorry, Elle."

"What for?" His apology made me rest my chin on his chest to look up at him.

"For making you feel that way earlier." Seeing the saddened look on his face hurt.

"You have nothing to be sorry for. I was just being silly. And what we just did definitely made up for it."

"I don't want you to think I just did that because you needed me to. I wanted to. I always want to. I always want you. And I always will want you and only you. My whole life is you, Eleanor. I promise."

"And you are my whole life, Pedro. Thank you for always making me feel better. I appreciate everything you do for me. I love you. Let's try and get some sleep, shall we?" I pouted my lips.

"My angel. Goodnight." He kissed me back.

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I woke up the next morning the same time as Pedro. I checked my phone and saw it was 10:38am. I had a text from my Dad.

Dad: had to leave for work and didn't wanna wake you. Make sure you both eat breakfast. I went shopping so have plenty in. Have taken Ziggy to work with me.

"Morning babe." Pedro's arm leant across me and pulled me away from my phone and into his arms. He cuddled into my chest and kissed me.

"Morning babe. Dad and Ziggy are at work. We're home alone."

"Making me feel like a teenager all over again." He sleepily giggled.

"What do you mean?" I leant my head against his and played with his curls.

"Like I'm a teenager sneaking around with my girlfriend at her house."

"You snook around with girls when you were younger?"

"Hahaha yeah, not many. I was a shy kid-"

"Lalalalalala I don't wanna hear it." I childishly drown out his noise. He laughed as he sat up and covered my mouth.

"Says the girl who told me about all the guys she had in this bed before me."

"I've replaced this bed multiple times in my life, you know."

"But you've had sex in this bed?"

"Yeah."

"Hate it. So let's not talk about it. What's the plan for today?"

"Well I need to go see my nephew. Then Olivia's tonight, if you're happy to?"

"Babe, I'm here for you. I'll be wherever you are. I like meeting all the people who are most important to you."

"You are so cute."

"They tell me all your deepest darkest secrets."

"Shut up they do not and will not. Come on, let's go have breakfast."

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"You sure you're OK with those." I adverted my attention from the road quickly to look at Pedro in my passenger seat.

"Yeah as long as there's no more beltways."

"Ring-roads, Pedro. We're in England." I giggled. He was trying to balance 4 Starbucks coffees and two gift bags on his lap. "Why don't you put the bags on the floor. We're almost there. It's all just country roads from here."

"It would help if you didn't drive like you were playing Mario Kart."

"I'm a great driver thank you."

"Tell that to Harry! He's been bouncing around off your mirror the whole drive!" He pointed to my Harry air freshener.

"You're just saying that cos you don't like it. Told you I had one in my car back home."

"I'm gonna get you one with my face on it."

"Are they a thing? You can get them? Do it. I'll hang it with pride. Sometimes it helps to have a famous boyfriend. Can have your face printed on all sorts of shit."

"Yeah. Means I can slowly start replacing all your Harry crap with merchandise of me." He giggled.

We pulled up on my brother's drive. I loved Oli's house. It was an older build cottage that had been modernised. It was out in the country too. Out the way of the City but still close enough to the City to be involved.

"Your brother has a gorgeous home." Pedro marvelled in it too.

"Dad helped him buy it. Oli works for my Dad. So my Dad is the CEO and Oli is a director. Dad wanted to employ us both but I didn't wanna get involved. One day, the company will go over to Oli. So he's pretty set for life. He's able to have the company as long as I am a beneficiary. Dad's rules, so he knows I'll be financially stable."

"You'll be financially stable." Without having to say it outright, I knew he meant he would always look after me; financially, emotionally, physically and mentally. "Are you excited to meet your nephew?"

"So excited. I'll apologise now cos I'm gonna cry."

"Don't apologise. You're so sweet. I'm so excited for you." I knocked on the door. I looked over at Pedro, who was staring at me. He wore jeans and a white T-shirt. His arms looked massive and muscular. He wore his glasses and his curls free.

"Hey Elle. Hey Pedro. Come on in. Sorry about the mess." Oli said, as he wore a baby cloth over his shoulders. He hugged me and kissed my cheek then hugged Pedro. "How's the back, Pedro?"

"A lot better, thanks Oli." Pedro's genuine smile radiated across his face. I knew it meant something to him that Oli was checking in on him.

"Jess is through there with Theo. The real reason you're here so I won't keep you." The words hadn't left his mouth as I dropped my handbag on the floor and ran into the living. There, in Jess' arms, bouncing and gurgling was my little nephew.

"Oh my god. Oh my god, Jess. I love him so much." I ran over to him. His tiny perfect face looked up at me as he blew raspberries. "He's perfect." I grabbed into his little hand and kissed it. A wave on unconditional love flooded my body as I stared at the perfect baby in front of me. I couldn't help but cry. "Hey Theo. I love you. Wait, oh my god!! Oh my god!!! Pedro come here."

I looked up to see Pedro and Oli in the doorway, staring at me. Pedro was now holding my handbag along with the gift bags for Jess and Theo. Pedro sheepishly came over and stood at my side.

"That is the cutest thing I've ever seen. Hey buddy!" Pedro leaned over and smiled at Theo. Theo stared back, wearing his Grogu outfit. It was a little white romper with grogu on the body and grogu on the leggings. 

"See Oli, I told you!" Jess grinned at my brother who rolled his eyes. "Oli said it would be weird for Pedro to have Theo wear this when he met him."

"Not at all!" Me and Pedro spoke in unison. Everyone laughed.

"He looks so cute, don't you buddy!? I love it." Pedro smiled at Theo and then at me.

"Do you want to hold him?" Jess asked. I nodded as more tears pooled in my eyes. His tiny body was placed in my hands. I cupped his head and brought him close to me. He was like a doll. A perfect doll. I placed a kiss on his perfect chubby cheek and melted when he smiled at me.

"He already loves you, Elle. We barely get smiles. You get them first time." Oli smiled proudly at his son. My heart melted seeing my brother being a Dad.

"I can't stop crying!" I looked at Oli and then at Pedro, with teary eyes. "He's literally perfect. Pedro, here. Look." Pedro out his hand on my shoulder and looked down at the little angel in my arms.

"He really is a beautiful baby. Congratulations, Jess, Oli." Pedro grinned at the baby. I watched Pedro. He pulled silly faces at Theo with a glimmer in his eye. In that moment, I loved him a little more.

"I need to pop out. Need to go to ASDA. Ol, do you want anything?" Jess asked as she collected her car keys.

"No I'm good babe." He kissed her once. I ran over to her and hugged her tight.

"Thank you for giving me the most beautiful little nephew. I love you."

"We did pretty good, didn't we? I love you! Sorry, I need to go get nappies but I promise I'll be back in no time."

"No rush. We'll properly catch up when you're back. I got you a coffee. And," I collected the coffee and gift bag from Pedro. "These are for you."

"Elle!!" She took them off me and sighed. When I looked back at her, I saw her eyes start to tear up. "I'm sorry, hormones. You are so thoughtful. Thank you. So much. I love you." She hugged me again and kissed my cheek. I watched her sip her coffee as she left.

"Do you want to hold him?" I asked, wanting to see more of Pedro with my nephew.

"Sure." His big hands scooped Theo out of my arms so easily. He placed Theo on his hip and started to bounce him. A big grin plastered both Theo and Pedro's faces as they bounced together. I quickly looked over to Oli, who was also watching Pedro and Theo with a massive grin on his face. I left the room to grab my film camera, wanting to capture this moment forever. When I returned, Oli was leaning against the sofa with Theo's burping cloth over his shoulder, typically dad style. Pedro was still bouncing Theo on his hip and smiling as he made silly noises which highly amused Theo. Theo's hand was wrapped around Pedro's index finger in a death grip. I brought the camera up and snapped the picture I knew I'd treasure forever. The flash made my brother and my boyfriend look up at me.

"Don't mind me. Look at you three. I love you all so much." I put the camera on the kitchen table and moved over to them.

"Love you." Oli kissed my head. "You alright to watch him for a little bit whilst I go clean his room? Trying to clean up as much as I can whilst Jess is out. Keep me in her good books." Oli directed the last comment towards Pedro, implying the 'happy wife, happy life' rule was something they both understood. Even if neither of us were married. Pedro laughed and raised his eyebrows in agreement. Oli left the room, leaving ome, Pedro and Theo.

"You look so good." I held onto Pedro's big bicep as I tried to get a better look at Theo.

"Someone's broody."

"It's the first time I've ever thought I wanted a baby. He's just so cute. And you're cute. And you look so hot with him."

"I thought you didn't want babies." He looked down over his shoulder at me and raised his brow.

"I don't. But right here, this, I dunno."

"I think I might want a baby." His comment made me shoot my head up at him. "What?" He giggled.

"You want a baby?"

"Maybe. In the far distant future. Not any time soon. But yeah, maybe I'd like to have a baby with you."

"You want me to have your baby?" Saying the words out loud made me giddy. I've never wanted a baby, what was happening!?

"Let's not think about it too much now. But yes, maybe I would like you to have my baby." He kissed my forehead and smiled. Something new in my stirred. The idea of having Pedro's baby in the future made me want to burst with happiness.