It has been weeks since Margo's date with Antonio, anf it still gave her butterflies when she thought about it. Every time she thought about it, she begins to blush immensely. And it doesn't stop there. It went to blushing, to daydreaming, to full on becoming a stumbling fool. Oh yes, it seemed as if Margo has got it bad for Antonio. Because of Margo's sudden behavior, it made Gru suspicious and concerned. He had not seen Margo act so... differently in a long time. Not since Antonio came into the picture. So it wouldn't be a complete surprise when Lucy found Gru spying on Margo from the kitchen.
'Gru, what are you doing?" Lucy asked curiously.
Gru fumbled with the binoculars in his hands and hid them behind his back, not that it would do much anyways for him. "Um, nothing, my sweet," he lied. Lucy crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. She was no fool. Being a spy for so long, she could easily detect when someone was lying. "Really? You're going to say that to my face? When you're trying to hide binocular behind you?" she asked him.
Gru looked at the binoculars in his hands and scoffed. "What, this old thing?" he said. "This is not binoculars. These are... my newest invention. Wy deal with the struggle of wearing glasses when you could have... specatles 2.0?" Again, Lucy gave Gru the eyebrow. Gru sighed. He knew there was no way he would be getting out of this anytime soon. "Alright fine, I was spying on Margo, but I have a good reason! Look at her!"
Lucky looked outside and saw Margo twirling around in a circle, her hair free from her ponytail and flying around in different directions. "Okay, so she's twirling around. What's your point?" Lucy questioned. Gru put the binoculars down and began pacing around the kitchen. "Don't you see? Margo has not been herself for a long time. She's singing in the showers, she's dancing more frequently than normal, and she's giggling like some teenage girl," Gru said.
"Uh, maybe because she is a teenage girl," Lucy pointed out.
"I meant the teenage girl from the tv," Gru groaned. "You know, when one falls in love some junk like that."
Gru sat on the table and rubbed his temple. "It just doesn't make any sense as to why this would be happening," Gru said. Lucy smiled and kissed Gru's forehead. 'Gru, she's a young girl. I'm sure whatever's going on right now, it's sure to pass. Besides, what's the worse that can happen? She's going to fall in love and find herself a boyfriend?" Lucy asked.
Gru looked at his wife in fear and worried. That was the last thing he wanted. The last time Margo fell in love, it was with Antonio. Gru growled as he remembered seeing Antonio occasionally flirt with Margo. No matter how hard he tried to kept him away from her, the boy seemed to find a way back. Gru smiled as he remembered encasing Antonio inside that block of ice. Oh, how he enjoyed seeing him frozen. Gru snapped out of it and looked at Lucy.
"No, Margo cannot fall in love. Under any circumstances," Gru said sternly.
Lucy walked over to the sink and rolled her eyes. "Don't tell me. Antonio?" she asked in a bored voice. "That boy was no good. After all, he takes up after his father," Gru ranted on. "He could be next in line for villainy and we wouldn't know because he's 'Margo's handsome boyfriend'. If I haven't stopped him, he might have done some serious damage to her. Imagine what other boys would do to my little girl."
Lucy washed a plate and glanced over her shoulder. "You know, Gru. You can't stop her from growing up," she pointed out. "Try as you might, she'll leave us all one day and find someone she'll love. And there's nothing you can do about it." Gru shook his head in defeat. He knew his wife was right, but that didn't stop him from trying. Before he could say anything, Kevin and Dave walked in giggling, holding a picture in their hands. Gru glanced down at them curiously and paid close attention to the photo in their hands.
"Wait just a moment," Gru said.
He snatched the picture out of their hands and stared at it, shocked and anger. There, the photo clearly showed Margo in the hands of Antonio, inches away from kissing him. "Where," Gru asked angrily. "Did you get this picture?" Kevin and Dave looked at each other and hid behind Lucy. They knew how Gru gets when angry, and didn't want to be around him when he was truly provoked.
"What are you babbling on about this time?" Lucy asked.
"This!" Gru shouted, shoving the picture in Lucy's hands. Lucky smiled and looked at Margo through the window, who was hanging upside down from a tree. "So, you mean to tell me, that behind my back, she has been seeing this... this... boy?"
"Gru, it's no big deal," Lucy assured him.
"No big... no big deal?! Margo is not safe around him! You'd think she's learn her lesson about him, but she ends up running back to him! How could she do this?" Gru bellowed.
Lucy rolled her eyes. Margo walked in with a rose in her hair, looking off in the distance. Gru stashed the picture under the coaster and glared at Margo angrily, though he flashed her a smile nonetheless. "Isn't it a beautiful day. I mean, the sky is blue, the sun is out, and not a rain in the clouds," she said, a dazed smile on her face.
"I'm sure it is," he hissed.
Margo felt her phone buzz in her pocket and whipped it out. "Um... I'm going out," she said suddenly, rushing out of the door. Gru paced around and kicked down a chair. "I should have known Margo would do something like this! But why?" Gru rambled.
"Gru, you can't protect Margo forever," Lucy pointed out.
Gru panted and shook his head. "Watch me," he said, then walked upstairs. Lucy sighed and shook her head. "What am I going to that man?" she asked, going to back to cleaning the dishes.
Margo ran all the way to mall, where the text Antonio sent her told her to go. She brushed her hair off her face and walked over to Salsa y Salsa, entering. The restaurant was dark and vacant, except for a table with lit candles and Hispanic music playing softly in the background. Margo slowly walked the the table. She brushed her fingers against the table and bit her lip, stifling a giggle.
"I see you like the arrangement, mi amor."
Margo turned around and saw Antonio smirking his infamous smirk at her. He walked over to her and handed her a single rose. Margo stared at him as she took the rose. "Was there a reason you called me down here?" she asked. Antonio smiled and took her hand, kissed it. "I grew lonely, and I was thinking about you, so I thought 'why not call mi princesa'?" He explained. "I was surprised to here to here, to be honest. I was expecting you to blow me off."
"Well, I had no intention of coming, Perez," Margo said quickly. "I just didn't have anything to do."
Antonio chuckled and pulled out a chair for Margo. "Whatever pleases you, my love," Antonio said. Margo eyed him carefully and sat down, curious. "So why am I here again?" Margo asked. Antonio held up a finger and walked back to the kitchen, leaving Margo confused and alone. Margo whipped out her phone and checked her reflection, making sure there was not a flaw in sight. She stopped and thought about this for a while, baffled at her actions.
'What am I doing?' She thought. 'Why should I care about some boy?'
As she thought that, Antonio's footprints echoed in the room, and Margo hurriedly shoved her phone into her shorts pocket. She looked at Antonio and saw a plate of cupcakes in his hands. He set them on the table and smiled when he caught her eye balling them hungrily. "I made them myself. I didn't want to eat them along, and I thought of you, so I texted you over."
Margo was touched by the affection and blushed a faint pink. "That's sweet of you. May I?" she asked. Antonio picked up a cupcakes and held it out for her. "Take a bite, mi amor," he coaxed her. Margo tentatively took a bite and closed her eyes, sighing. She gulped it down and smiled at him. "Chocolate. My favote" she said. Antonio leaned, centimeters away from her lips. Margo froze and waited for Antonio, but he smiled and wiped off the chocolate off her frosting. "I know, mi amor," he replied. Margo blushed and looked at her lap. Antonio walked over to the corner and grabbed an acoustic guitar. He walked back and kneeled in front of her. Margo stared at him, surprised and face beet red.
"If you do not mind, I'd like to perform a song for you" Antonio said.
Margo didn't know what to say, so she nodded. Antonio smiled and began to play, focusing his attention on Margo. He smiled at her and began to sing.
I love you too much
to live without you loving me back
I love you too much
heaven's my witness and this is a fact
I know I belong
when I sing this song
There's love above love and it's ours
'cause I love you too much
I live for your touch
I whisper your name night after night
I love you too much
There's only one feeling and I know its right
I know I belong
when I sing this song
There's love above love and it's ours
'cause I love you too much
Heaven knows your name and I've been praying
to have you come here by my side
Without you a part of me is missing
Just to make you my whole life will fly
I know I belong
when I sing this song
There's love above love and it's ours
'cause I love you too much
I love... you too much
I love you too much
Heaven's my witness and this is a fact
You live in my soul
Your heart is my gold
There's love above love but its mine 'cause I love you
There's love above love and it's yours cause I love you
There's love above love and it's ours if you love me as much
Margo was in tears by the time he was finished, her hand over her mouth. She had tried so hard not to, but it was so hard when he had put so many emotions and feelings into the feelings. Antonio looked at her and wiped off her tears, caressing her cheek. "Mi amor, why are you crying?" Antonio asked. Margo sniffed and looked at him. "It was beautiful, it's just," Margo sniffed. "Why? Why me? Out of all the girls in the school, why did you choose me?" Antonio smiled and stood up, taking Margo's hand and pulled her up to her feet as well. He took her chin and stared into her glossy brown eyes.
"Because you're different than the rest. Unique, smart, beautiful, and never afraid to speak you mind. I fins that sort of thing attractive," Antonio said seriously.
Margo stared at Antonio and blushed a deep red. She didn't know what to say to something like that. She bashfully smiled and stared at her shoes. Antonio smiled and tilted her chin up, brushing a stray of hair off her face. He slowly leaned in, his hands on her waist. Margo's heart raced in her chest, the beating pounding against that rib cage. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. Closing both their eyes, they leaned and locked their lips together