Disclaimer: Just read the other chapters XD
A/N: Thanks so much for all of the reviews I'm so happy you guys like this story! I didn't know if it would go over well because this is my first fan.fic and I'm still fresh with my writing. So many wonderful reviews have come in and I'm so happy you guys are enjoying this I truly appreciate every bit of criticism well, on with the chapter XD
.:Chapter 6:.
Keira's POV:
I sat quietly on the couch while mother fumed about how upset she was that I was here and when I heard my name, I snapped out of my train of thought. Embarassingly, I had been thinking about Pablo and what a good dancer he was. Mother looked at me. "Did you hear a thing I said Keira?"
I shrugged. "You are disappointed in me for learning about my home." I said simply and regretted it instantly.
Mother looked at me with a cold look. "Don't you ever say that again, Keira Miller. Your home is not this place."
"Havana! This place is Havana mother! And I am no Miller! I am a Suarez! I don't car eif you want to forget fther! I don't want to and I don't want to forget what a wonderful place this is!" I yelled angrily and stood up. Mother caught my hand. "Keira. You can't keep acting like a spoiled little girl. Home is wwhere your family goes."
I threw up my hands. "What family?" I demanded, turning away. "You never re-married, had any more kids. You never see your parents and I have no idea where father's parents are! It is just you and me. And you are so delusional, you don't even realize that this is our home!"
I ran out the door, waiting until I was out of sight to cry. I heard mother call my name and then a male voice call my name.
.:Pablo's POV:.
I heard the shouts stop and a door slam and cursed to myself. I hurried to the front door where Keira's mother was calling after her. I called out to Keira but she ignored me. I quickly began buttoning up my shirt and pulling on better shoes than the ones I had on. Katey looked at me. "You're name is Pablo?"
I nodded and Katey opened her mouth to say something else. "And no. I will not go talk to her. It is not my business and Keira is old enough to decide for herself."
I walked out the door to go after her any way. I didn't want a repeat of yesterday. I rounded a corner and saw Keira huddled in a corner of an alley, crying softly. I walked up and sat beside her, not saying a word. She collapsed against me and continued crying. I felt my face flush red and fought to soothe my flushed face. I recalled the night before, my hands all over her back, her waist. Then her butt…
I went even more read and hoped Keira woulnd't look up at me to see me blushing. I stroked her hair and whispered soothing words to her, again recalling dancing with her at La Rosa Negra. It had truly been a lot of fun. I caught myself in my thoughts. Was I falling for this American Cuban?
A/N: Dun dun dun! Haha. Well I promised I would update. I don't know if this chapter is as good as the others but it was kind of essential and I didn't want to make it super long with a million things in it so that's all you get until I update again! Haha well R&R as always
