"I'll get myself something to drink, you want anything?" I asked Hannah, during the break of the basketball game we had attended together. "No, I'm fine thanks." she answered, looking up at me. I flashed her a smile, got up and walked over to the food stalls. Since there were so many people walking around, I was almost invisible, and I really liked that. Ever since we ha started 'dating', a lot more people recognized me in the states, but it was still not as bad as I had imagined it. Hannah surely raised my popularity and I could definitely see that, when I looked at how many albums I had sold across the world. While waiting in line for the snacks, I also thought about how proud my parents were that I had finally found a girl. My mother had never been a fan of Marina and she really hated that I had tried to get back together with her for over a year, but now that Hannah had come in my life, she believed that maybe I had finally moved on. Smiling to myself, I decided to bring Hannah some gummy bears; she would try to get some of mine anyways, like she always did, when I had snacks and she didn't, even if she said, she didn't want any. After I had gotten myself something to drink and her gummy bears, I went back to our seats. I handed her the candy, took a sip from my coke and then sat down again. "Uh, thank you." she said. While I was watching the cheerleaders, she pulled out her phone. After a couple of seconds, our row popped up on the screen above the audience across from us. The only reason it caught my attention, was because I saw myself and Hannah. Slowly, I poked her side, causing her to look at me. "What?" she asked confused. I pointed at the screen and right when we both looked at it, a heart started to form around us. "It's time for our kiss cam, so why don't we start off with Hannah Mason and Bad Bunny?" the annotator's voice said enthusiastically. Immediately, I got nervous because we had never shared a kiss on the lips. She seemed to be worried as well, because she stared at me with wide eyes, but then nodded. I smiled at her, put my free hand on her right cheek and leaned in. Honestly, I didn't get, why I was nervous in the first place; I mean, I had no trouble kissing girls in music videos, and this was nothing else. When our lips touched, my heart skipped a beat and that familiar feeling that I felt whenever I kissed her cheek erupted in my stomach, but it was a lot stronger. The audience was cheering loudly, at least that's what I heard because in that moment, our surroundings disappeared. All I could think of, was that feeling in my stomach and that I never wanted it to vanish ever again. I was kind of disappointed, when Hannah broke the kiss, but also a little glad about it. Immediately, I pulled her into my chest and placed a kiss on the top of her head. While she rested her head on my chest to watch the rest of the game, I couldn't really concentrate on it though. I was worried because I had felt something during the kiss, and I was wondering if she had too. 

Two months into the relationship, my parents had finally met her. She had come to Puerto Rico for a weekend just because of that. "¡Ella es maravillosa!" my mother had said about her. My brothers also liked her a lot; I couldn't blame them, she was indeed a great person. Mom even told me that she'd love to see me marry her which caused me to feel incredibly guilty. Later, Hannah had confessed that Mom had told her that as well. I had never lied to my parents at all and now I was faking a relationship right in front of them. A couple of days later, I had also met her family. They were nice people and I really got where she had her looks from. Her mother looked just like her with blond hair and blue eyes. The hardest one to get introduced to had been her father who had never been fond of any of her boyfriends. He had stared me down, when I had met him, but he seemed to be okay with me. Her little brothers on the other hand, liked me very much. They were both into soccer and basketball and that is what helped me a lot since I liked to play both. We were currently on The Late Night Show with Jimmy Fallon. I let Hannah answer most of the questions that were asked, simply because English was not my mother tongue and I still felt a little insecure speaking on TV. Meanwhile Robert Irwin had joined us as well. I wasn't really paying attention to what him and Jimmy were talking about because Hannah was wearing a scent that was driving me crazy. My concentration span was literally the one of a fly, just because of how good she was smelling. Not gonna lie, my thoughts had been dirty all day long, and her smell and outfit were both not really helping with that. Since I really wanted to know what kind of animals Robert had brought, I at least tried to concentrated on him. I saw his lips moving, but I can't remember what he was saying until he had somebody carry a box covered with a red cloth towards us. When he removed the cloth, I finally snapped out of my thoughts. A blue tarantula was sitting in there and I could feel Hannah tense up next to me. Though, she looked at it and I swear, I could see a little bit of amazement in her eyes. As soon as Robert put his hand into the box to let the spider crawl onto his hand, she tensed up even more, and when the boy moved the animal towards her, she jumped onto my lap. Not only did she take me by surprise, but also that didn't do any good to my thoughts. Still, I started laughing along with the audience and protectingly wrapped my arms around her. I thought it was incredibly cute that she was scared of spiders and that she would look for safety in my arms, instead of getting up and walking away. When the spider was gone, Hannah relaxed and I really hoped she would climb off of my lap, but she stayed right were she was. Her scent was clouding my mind, as well as the thought of her butt on my lap. I was very glad, when Robert made her sit down on the floor for the two lion cubs because I don't know for how much longer I could've ignored the growing feeling of lust in my lower body. In that moment, I knew that it was going to be hard for me to play by the rules we had set - especially rule number five.