Diane's pov
"Ditto, DITTO?? Come on, Diane" I scold myself for my poor choice of words—in fact, poor doesn't even describe whatever that was. I'm just relieved that she thought it was funny but then again maybe she was laughing at me. No, she wouldn't do that. I can't think about it anymore or I'll drive myself even crazier than I already am.I mean, I've already been staring at my phone for an hour trying to figure out if it's too soon to tell her I want to see her again; maybe she needs a break. What if she gets tired of me? "Stop" I say out loud, turning on some music to keep my thoughts at bay. "She said to just be yourself... this is you; clingy" I sigh to myself. What if she only said that to be nice?
She doesn't really know me well enough to know if she'd even like the real me. "Well I have to give her a chance to see first" I tell myself, knowing that I can't very well lie to her. So I unlock my phone, going to our chat and letting my thumbs hang over the letters. I try to think of the best way to say it, not wanting her to feel obligated.
Hey, how are you?
That seems simple enough; just a basic opener to a conversation. I don't expect her to respond quickly so when my phone buzzes in my hand I almost jump back, not that I'd go far considering I'm on the couch.
I'm alright what about you?
Alright, nothing to freak out over, I just have to keep my cool. All I have to do is answer her question and then ask if she's busy; that sounds good.
Same here. Plans later?
I try to double back but it's too late as I've already sent it and I could edit it but she's already read it so there's no use. Jesus, plans later? What are you five?!
Haha no. You?
Ok ok, no need to panic. She thinks it's funny, gosh I'm glad my awkwardness is amusing to her at least.
Nope. I was wondering if you wanted to do something?
With YOU? Always... 🤭
I stare at her words for a few seconds, reading and rereading them again to make sure I got it right. She really does enjoy spending time with me... that's a relief. I smile widely as I type my response, wanting her to know I feel the same—even though I feel much more than that.
Awww I feel the same. I was thinking we could go to the park for a walk and maybe get lunch after?
I'd love that 😌
I bite my lip in an attempt to control the spreading grin on my face but it's no use, I just smile like an idiot anyways.
It's a date 😉
I don't really use emojis but she seems to like them and I want her to know my intentions as well.
So you'll be picking me up then?? 🤔
That can be arranged... 😏
I risk it a bit with the smirk but I think she'll take it as a joke how I intended, so I'm not sweating it.
And what time should I be ready? 🫣
Hmm I think 6 will do
When did this become dinner? 🤨
When I decided it was 😌
Ok then... I'll be ready ma'am 🫡
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