How To Be A Heartbreaker

Fourteen

Grace

Come on , Grace, stop being a pussy and call him. If you don't call now you'll miss your chance .

I finally picked up the phone, finding the contact and pressing the call button . Then my overthinking nature started creeping up on me again. The infinite 'what if's' clouding my mind once again.

What if he thinks I'm pathetic for asking suck a thing ?
Or
What if he actually has a girlfriend I don't know of
What if-

"Hey, it's Dario " I shallowed the lump in my throat. Why am I so nervous, god damn it .

" Hi, Dario, it's Grace " I chewed on my nails. I probably should stop that.

" Oh, hey. Are you okay ? " He sounded worried.

" No, yeah, I'm okay, I just ... I need a favor " I blurted out, making him let out a low chuckle that send shivers down my spine.

" Sure thing dragă, what do you need ? "

" Okay, so next week my uncle is hosting an engagement party for him and his fiance and I need a plus one. And he said I can't bring because she's already invited but I get it if you're busy or you don't want to- "

" Hey, hey iubita, slow down , you're gonna have a heart attack or something. Yes, I'll be you're plus one."
A wide smile broke across my face

"Thank you, thank you , thank you so much. "

" In one condition "
And my smile was now replaced with a frown .

" I'll come with you to the party, if you let me take you out "

" So you want a date ? Fine no problem "

" I never said ONE date, dragoste. I'll take you out , three dates , and then I'm all yours ."

I stayed quiet for a while thinking about his offer. Three dates couldn't be that bad, right ?

" Deal, and, just so you know, you'll need a suit for the party. "

" Sure thing. Are you free tomorrow ?" I sat on the bed, resting on my elbows.

" No, sorry, gotta go dress shopping. I'm free the day after though, if it's convenient for you ."

" Alright, I'll pick you up at seven. " We said goodbye, ending the call after setting our plans , and I let me head fall back in the plush cushion as a soft knock on my door caught my attention.

" Come in. " The door opens , revealing Laura, with a soft smile on her face and a tray in her hands .

" Hey Gray, I was wondering if you wanted to try some of the cake, it's the one we'll probably have on the wedding and I wanted your input on it "

I nodded , and she handed me the tray. I took a bite out of the spongy cake z letting out a noise of approval, holding up my thumbs .

" That's so good." I said with my mouth full, making the older woman laugh.

"I'm glad you like it ." She brushed done hair out of my eyes, kissing the crown of my head.

Laura was like a second mother to me, especially when mom lost her battle. She even tried to convince Ben to take my legal guardianship, not fully trusting my father.

She left my room as I continued to devour the cake. I picked up the book I was currently reading, and read until it was time for dinner.

♪♪♪♪

" Ahh, Grace, I was about to call you down" Said Ben as him nand the others were settling downn on the table.. I pressed my lips to a tight line as I sat on my usual seat, next to my brother.

" So, did you find a plus one, Grace ? " my uncle asked, making me nod my head.

" Yup, I did " I said smiling.

Both my brother and father had a frown crossing their features, David being the one to ask the question that was troubling both.

" Who ?"

" A friend. " I answered unbothered, continuing to munch on my dinner.

" What friend ? " He preasured the question further, making me irritated

" Dario Hart, got a problem with that ? " I said harshly, setting down my utensils, turning my body to look at him, who had his jaw hanging.

" The hell you are " he retorded, and if it was possible I'm sure s,oke would be coming out of my ears.Does he suddenly think he can act like a big brother, I don't think so.

" I am wether you like it or not " I said through gritted teeth. He flared his nostrils, but sighed, giving up.

" Fine, go with him. But don't come crying when you get your heart broken. Got it ? "

I didn't answer this time, just huffed and turned back to my food. I wouldn't get heart broken, there wasn't anything romantic going on between us, and it would never be. At least I think so. I don't think I want to be with him like that. I mean, sure he's very, very handsome, and and I'm sure he's great at lots of things, but I can't imagine myself in a relationship with him. I can't risk it, not again.