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You had just departed a plane that had taken you to the sunny nation known as Spain. The country of passion, as you would call it whenever it was mentioned. It was a place that was filled with many exotic dances, spicy and delicious food, and glorious scenery. The beaches were the best out of it all. You had always wanted to visit Madrid, which was the capital of the Spanish country. There were many other places you wanted to see, which included Barcelona, Puerto de Santa Maria, Gibraltar, and so many more places. You had a three week vacation, and you wanted to make the best of it. Granted, this was your first visit, but you had no fear, for you had a map of the entire nation. You started off with finding your hotel.

After you had picked up your baggage from the luggage belt, you walked out of the airport and were immediately washed with rays of sunlight. It felt nice and warm against your (s/c) skin. Your lips curled up in a soft smile. The bustling of Spanish natives swarmed the streets, and shops lined up and down the sidewalks. You felt a tad bit out of place, given you didn't know a word of Spanish. Pushing your worries aside, you peeked both ways and crossed the streets.

The hotel seemed a bit bigger than what you had seen in the brochure, but it was very nice. Matadors and Sevillana dancer paintings covered the tan colored walls. You gently pressed a hand to the wall, feeling the soft, papery feel. A giant fountain stood in the center of the lobby, with a crystal chandelier hanging just above the beautiful center piece. You weren't surprised on how exquisite the hotel was. It was a hotel in Spain, after all.

With a quick giggle, you walked over to the man behind the desk and told him about your reservations. He gave you the key to your suite and, in his native tongue, said to enjoy your stay in a warm smile. Giggling once more in a girlish way, you fled from the lobby and up to your room, all of your belongings with you. You had to go up a few floors, but it was certainly well worth it when you saw the interior of your room.

Everything was in a crème color, with a few brown specks here and there. A queen size bed was backed into a wall, with a white tapestry hung over the entire bed. A balcony was attached to the room, which looked over the entire town, Mijas. A cheesy grin was plastered on your face.

"This room is absolutely gorgeous!" you thought to yourself. You tossed your suitcases and carry ons onto a crème colored chair and threw yourself on the bed, giggling and rolling around on it. However, your blissfulness will be interrupted by a sound of a guitar playing, outside the balcony. Curious, you stood from the fluffy wonderland and walked outside the balcony. As you peered over the ledge, (h/c) locks draping past your shoulders, you spotted a young man, singing and playing a guitar. This man had to be no older than 20 years old, from the sound of his voice and of his facial appearance. He had dark chocolate locks that look as if it hadn't been brushed in a few days with a caramel colored tan. His striking grass green eyes stood out to you the most, mostly on how entrancing and beautiful they were. You leaned in a bit farther, hearing sing a song in his own language;

Cuando me enamoro
A veces desespero cuando me enamoro
Cuando menos me lo espero me enamoro
Se detiene el tiempo
Me viene el alma al cuerpo
Sonrio, cuando me enamoro

Si la luna sería tu premio
Yo juraría hacer cualquier cosa por ser su dueño
Por ser tu dueño, oh

You were too lost into the song and his silky voice to even notice that he stopped strumming the instrument, noticing you had taken a strong interest in his song. Snapping you from your trance was a chuckle just below the balcony, ripping through the air.

"Hola, mi amiga! Parece como si se hubiera tomado un interés en mi canción!" he said through the chuckle. His voice was deep, and yet light at the same time. It had a twinge of huskiness within the tone, making goose bumps form on your (s/c) arms. Even though you didn't know any Spanish, you did know that he did ask something about his song, but you couldn't quite place what he was exactly saying about it.

Blushing with embarrassment, you shook your head slowly.

"I...I'm sorry, but I don't know Spanish," thinking quickly, you changed that sentence. "No habla Espanol,"

The green eyed man only smiled, his pearly white teeth contrasting tremendously against his skin.

"Don't worry, I speak English too," he said to you. Smiling and sighing in relief, you looked down at him. "What I said was that it seemed you really seemed to be enjoying the song I was just playing, yes?" You nodded slowly.

"Oh, yes. I did very much. It was very beautiful," you complimented to him, neglecting to notice him blushing a tiny twinge of pink.


"My name is _____ ______. I should have introduced myself earlier, huh?" you laughed, a little sheepishly.

"Mucho Bonita, ______. I am Antonio Carriedo Fernandez, but people just call me Toni," he introduced to you. You had no idea what "Mucho Bonita" meant, but you had a feeling it was a compliment. "So, something tells me that you're not from here, no?" You nodded.

"I'm just here on vacation for about two weeks," you told him. You thought you were seeing things, but you could have sworn you saw his smile grow a bit.

"Well, I would be more than happy to show you around Mijas, and a few other cities here in Spain. If you would like me to, (f/n)," the blush that was just starting to die down on your cheeks came back, hotter and redder than ever. We had just meant, and he's already asking me out? No! It's not a date; it's just a little touring and sightseeing. Even though I wouldn't mind going on a date with him.... Shaking your head of the thoughts of you and Antonio, you smiled at him.

"I would love that, Antonio! I think it would be wise to get a tour from a native here anyway," you said, laughing. Antonio laughed with you, a rich and velvety laugh that seemed to make your heart flutter and butterflies form in the pit of your stomach.

"Bueno! I'll come by your hotel tomorrow morning and we'll get started. Si?" you nodded.

"Si," you said, giggling. After flashing you another million dollar smile, he walked away from the balcony; back over to where you had first saw him playing the guitar. You leaned against your balcony and listened intently as he started to play his guitar and sing to his song once more;

Cuando me enamoro
A veces desespero cuando me enamoro
Cuando menos me lo espero me enamoro
Se detiene el tiempo
Me viene el alma al cuerpo
Sonrio cuando me enamoro.
AMG, I HAVEN'T WROTE A COUNTRYXREADER IN SOO LONG~!! :iconlazycryplz: I am so sorry to all my watchers that always look forward to these~ :iconcryforeverplz: I'MMA MAKE IT UP TO YOU ALL~!

Okay, so this SpainxReader leads NOWHERE. ;; I just wrote it to get my writing mojo back~ XDDDDD I hope it isn't too bad though~ XDD

The song is by Enrique Iglesias~ Yes, it's a real song~ XDD I just forgot the name ;; SORRY!

Anyway, enjoy~!

Spain (c) Hidekaz Himaruya
You (c) :iconsexyspainplz::eyes:
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adventuretimer101 Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2014
Mas porfavor?!?!? 🍅
Knyn Featured By Owner Jun 3, 2014  Student Traditional Artist
You did a wonderful jobb of writing this snippet. Bravo:clap:Clap 
Nals-luff Featured By Owner Jun 18, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Shoulda been titled "When I Fall in Love" because that's the literal translation of "Cuando Me Enamoro", the title of the song. :) I used to listen to it regularly. xDDD
thunderfox45 Featured By Owner May 22, 2013
The song is Cuando Me Enamoro
Im a major fan of Enrique Iglesias
m1yuk1100 Featured By Owner Dec 20, 2012  Student Artist
you need chapters for this! its really good please continue!
FearMyPiplup Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2012  Student Writer
I won't be continuing this, but I will be doing more SpainxReaders~
m1yuk1100 Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2012  Student Artist
oh ok then!
KashTheKat Featured By Owner Dec 7, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I feel like this story should be continued lol
FearMyPiplup Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2012  Student Writer
A lot of people have told me that, but that's because I always leave cliffhangers. XD
May2as Featured By Owner Nov 9, 2012
Ah, I love it! But one tiny correction, it's said "Eres muy bonita" o "Muy bonita" not "Mucho bonita" the "Eres" means you are
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