Your P.O.V
To say that these past few months have been great is an understatement! They have been amazing! More than amazing! When Victor dropped me off at my apartment when I was sick I ended up texting him later that day to thank him for everything he did that day. And for the sick days to follow he would text me once a day to check in to see how I was feeling. And once that started we ended up having long conversations over text everyday, and we have been good friends ever since! After I got over my cold and went back to work we talked and hung out at the mansion when we weren't doing anything and then we started getting together outside of work. We went to the park, we got milkshakes, he even dragged me to a club to do dancing. I remember my face being as red as a tomato in the middle of the dance floor because I can't dance for the life of me, so to say I was embarrassed was an understatement! But he helped me ease into it by dancing really goofy like doing the sprinkler just to show me that no one is looking. It's been so fun hanging around with him! He makes me feel so comfortable and confident to be myself! I don't think I've met anyone else like him, he is just amazing all out!
But I would be lying if I said that I didn't have a crush on him. I mean we playfully flirt with each other from time to time but I think I fell hard for him. I don't want to sound like a Cliché but I don't know how he feels about me and I don't want to ruin anything! I mean I always have the time of my life when I'm with him so why would I want to ruin that. So if that's what I have to do then so be it. I can live with that. I mean sometimes I want to tell him how I feel, or I have this overwhelming urge to just kiss those nice lips of his. But I can't, so I won't. It will be hard but I can do it, I have to.
I gave him a morning text and ask him if he wants me to bring him some coffee when I go to work this morning, but no reply. That's weird, usually he always texts back quickly. Oh well, maybe he's in a meeting with Mr. Falcone. I'll get him one anyway! Once I got to work I noticed that he still hadn't texted back or was anywhere to be found. How odd. After putting my things away, I went into the kitchen and put his coffee on the far counter on the other side of the kitchen and texted him telling him his coffee's location. Now to start my day. I would usually start by collecting the laundry but since my coworker Liza hasn't been here for the past week I've had to take over her morning routine of baking for Mr. Falcone. I don't mind, hell I never mind baking! It's quite relaxing, and a great way to start the morning! Plus the smell lingers in the house all day! Today was lemon cranberry muffins with white chocolate chips. As I was baking my mind started to wonder over everything that happened this past week so far, and I've definitely noticed that Victor has been acting strange lately.
I rarely see him at work if at all now. We haven't hung out after work like we always do and all his texts are short replies. It's like he doesn't try to carry out the conversation. Did I do something wrong? Is he ok? Is he going through something that he doesn't want to tell me? The questions in my mind are immense and I don't have a single answer for any of them. I hope he is ok. I don't know what to do but I guess all I can do is keep doing what I'm doing until he comes back around. It makes me sad though and even though I try I can't help but feel like something is wrong and I don't know if I did something. I hope I didn't do something?! Does he not want to be friends anymore? Ok Y/n stop! You need to breath and stop thinking like that! You did nothing wrong and your just overthinking. Just breath and try to focus on work. I don't want to burn these muffins when they are just starting to smell good.
I finished up the muffins, letting them cool before plating them then I brought them to Mr.Falcone like I do every morning this week. He is always in the smaller sitting area that overlooks the beautiful flowers in the small garden Mrs.Falcone had planted before she passed away. I rested the show plate on my one arm before lightly knocking on the big thick oak door leading to the lounge room. I heard Mr.Falcone tell me to come in. Once I opened the door and entered the lavished room I saw Mr. Falcone standing beside the large lite fireplace, and Victor on the far end of the room more near the entrance of the room with his face stern and his hands professionally folded behind his back. Giving off his scary dangerous persona. I smiled at him instantly, but nothing. He side glanced at me briefly then returned to his original pose almost coldly. Ok that hurt. What did I do wrong?
