My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Prom

I show up to prom. Alone. No Finn. No Pete. No one. This is the first time I've actually felt alone since the accident. Finn has been acting weird. Pete now has Peyton. Senior year could not have gone any worse.

I walked over to a nearby table and observed the crowd. Everyone was slow dancing now. I checked my phone. Hoping Finn had called but nothing. It was hopeless. To think Finn actually liked me. I actually thought the most popular guy in school liked me.

"I'm an idiot," I whispered walking towards the door. I don't even know why I came. I just wish I could erase everything my life and start over. I couldn't believe that I could be so stupid.

I walked slowly back to my house. I picked up my dress, and took off my shoes. So much for Cinderella.

"Where are you going?" I turned around. It was Tanner.

"What are you doing here?" I hissed turning back to walk back to my house.

"I just came to tell you how beautiful you are," he slurred. He was drunk.

"Leave me alone," I huffed. I wanted nothing to do with Tanner.

"Oh," he said, "come back!" he said grabbing my arm. He would not let go.

"Let go!" I screamed hitting him with my bag. He pulled me closer, trying to kiss me. I pushed him away, kneeing him right in the crotch. He fell to the ground, doubled over in pain.

I quickly ran, tears flowing from my cheeks. I turned down my street, out of sight from the school and Tanner. I didn't even make it in my house. I sat on the porch and cried into my hands. This was the worst night of my life, other than the accident that is.

I saw headlights pull up. I didn't move. I didn't want to move. I just wanted to sit here. A big ball of Vivian.

"Woah," Finn whispered, "What's wrong, Viv?"

"Just leave me alone," I said not looking at him. I knew I was all splotchy. I was so ugly when I cried. I didn't want Finn to see me like this.

"Nope," he said, "You don't get out of this that easy."

I felt all my anger pressuring up inside of me. This secret was too much to hold in anymore. I loved Finn. I felt like screaming it out loud to literally everyone. I couldn't believe he didn't know. The way I looked at him. The way I hugged him.

"UGH!!!" I screamed running into the house. I heard Finn running behind me.

"Viv!" He yelled. I slammed my door in his face. I think this is the first time I was ever frustrated with him. My perfect Finn didn't even know I loved him.

"Talk to me," he said. I stood up, putting my hand on the doorknob. I set my forehead against the door.

"Finn, if you only knew," I sighed wiping away my tears.

"I only said yes to that girl to make you jealous..."

"I can't believe you don't see it," I whispered.

"What?" he said. Then I realized what he said. It clicked in my brain. Did Finn like me?

I quickly opened the door.

"I wanted you to ask me," he whispered, "I wanted to ask you. But I was too nervous."

"Wait what?" I asked now. This wasn't real life.

"Getting to know you over these past few months has been amazing," he said, "And now...I actually think I have real feelings for you. That's why I said no to Minnie. That's why I have been spending so much time with you. Because you, Vivian, are the girl I want to take to prom. To slow dance with. To fall for."

"What?" I was shocked. What the hell is happening? Is this real life? Finn just said he was falling for me?

"Saying something, please," he said reaching for my hand. I think I was frozen. My heart was racing a mile a minute.

"Take me to prom," I whispered grabbing his arm. I can't believe that was the only thing I thought of. But it was. I wanted Finn to be my prom date. I had imagined this my whole life. I wanted him to sweep me off my feet and take me to prom.

"Come on," he laughed grabbing my hand and pulling me to his car.

When we reached the school, there was only one song left. He took me in his arms and we swayed slowly to the music. We didn't speak, we just enjoyed each other. Finally my secret, and apparently his, was free. We were actually falling for each other. It still didn't seem real.