I can't believe this.
My parents were right. I am in love with Dane.
I get home and walk in the living room with wide eyes. Mom and Dad immediately notice and walk to me. "What's wrong, Willow?" Mom asks.
I look around. "Is Jack still home?" They shake their heads. I sigh relieved. Then, I whisper, "I think I love Dane."
Dad gasps and smiles. "I knew it!" he shouts. I roll my eyes when I see Mom smirk. "Yes, yes,you told me. Now what am I supposed to do?" I sigh.
We sit down on the couch. I notice my hands are shaking. "Tell him. Didn't you say you guys got together?" Mom asks. I nod. "Yeah. The day we left. Actually, after you talked to him, Dad," I smile.
Dad seems confident. "See. I'm a good parent," he smirks. I roll my eyes, but pat his leg. "Yes, you are, Dad."
"But what am I supposed to do now? I mean, I can't just tell him, can I? How did you tell Dad?" I ask Mom. She shrugs. "It happened really quickly with us. On our first date," she laughs.
I sigh. Very helpful.
"Fine. I'll figure it out. I'm gonna unpack now, okay?" They nod and I go upstairs.
When I unpack, I notice my diary isn't in my suitcase. I widen my eyes. No. No no no. Did I leave it at Dane's? That's not possible.
I search in my whole room, but can't fin it. Did I leave it in Paris? At the bus? Please, everywhere but Dane's...
A message tone draws my attention to my phone. It's Dane. Scared, I open it.
Dane<3: 1:26-1:34 ;)
I frown and open it.
"You left your diary at my house, and I read those pages, do you really love me, baby?"
My eyes widen. No...
He read my diary? Shit shit shit. He can't read my diary! That's privacy! And now he knows I love him, oh my-
Me: I don't get it
I'm obviously lying. But I hope he won't notice that.
Dane<3: Sure
Shit. He just sees through me.
I'm an open book for him.
YOU ARE READING
Sweet diary-✔
ChickLitWillow has just one rule: Must. Always. Hate. Dane. She grew up with Dane Wainsworth, just as her brother. He's her brother's bestfriend. And she hates him. He's annoying, arrogant and way too confident. But that's not what she writes in her diary...