Forbidden || Vic Fuentes Fanfic *Editing*

- Chapter 4.

Vic's POV —

"Vic, man, you gotta stop worrying over this. Everything's going to be okay." Mike says.

After the night I got Diana home late, she's been acting funny. She hardly talks to me anymore, unless we're on Facebook. The only time she really does talk to me. And, it's already Wednesday.

"Besides, you've know this girl for, like, what? Three weeks?"

"Yeah, but with her, everything's so different. I can be myself with her, she makes laugh and smile, and I don't know, man?" I plop myself down on my bed, face first.

"Savannah, her best friend, told me that she liked you the first minute she saw us at the concert." Mike speaks up after a moment of silence.

I turn my head to look at him, "Stop lying, man."

"Fine. Don't believe me—hey didn't her parents say that she could really be around you as long as you both only stay friends?" Mike turns back into my room.

I shrug my shoulders, "Yeah, what about it?"

It was that moment I finally caught on. Her parents want us to stay friends, and suddenly she stops talking to me less. This information is blending together in my mind now.

"Get out, I need to message her." I push Mike out of my room and close the door.

I logged on to Facebook right as I sat down in front of my computer.

- Me to Diana.
Hey, can I talk to you?

- Diana.
About?

- Me to Diana.
You.. me.. us?

- Diana.
What do you mean 'us'?

I didn't want to just come up and ask her if she liked me. What if she laughed at me and said she didn't, but what if she really did but didn't want to tell me?

- Me to Diana.
Well.. um.. Mike and I were talking. Do you like me?

It took some time for Diana to reply back. Yeup, that's it, she doesn't like me.

- Diana.
Well, of course I do. You're like my best friend. If I didn't like you, I wouldn't be talking to you.

You're like my best friend. Ouch, I totally got friend zoned right there.

- Diana.
Is everything okay, Vincent?

You know what? I do like her. Not just as my friend, but more than that. But, I can't tell her that, it would ruin everything.

- Me to Diana.
Um, yeah. I have to go, I'll see you tomorrow. But, um, can we hangout tomorrow? Like, at your place or something?