Darien's Point Of View

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Hi. I’m Darien and I’m a senior in high school. My best friend’s name is Kris. We’ve been friends since we were in kindergarten, but Pierre was my best friend then. Kris and I are still really close with him and his best friend Chuck. Coincidentally, I like Pierre and she likes Chuck. Pierre is in a band with Chuck and their friends David, Jeff and Sebastien.  We have another friend, Sam who moved here in 2nd grade and has liked David ever since. From what I’ve heard from the guys, he likes her back. I’m so happy for her, but at the same time, I’m jealous. I wish I could know how Pierre felt about me. It’s not like I can just ask him. That could completely ruin our friendship, and that is not something I’m willing to lose. We’re hanging out later. Maybe I could drop subtle hints or something to figure out how he feels..

It’s 6th hour and Pierre just passed me a note. “I can’t wait to hang out with you later! :)” I smiled and wrote back “I can’t wait either! Anything in particular that you want to do?” Of course, the teacher almost caught me passing it back, so Pierre just kept it until the end of the hour. After class, he handed the note back and said “Well, we could watch a movie or something?” I smiled. “Yes. That sounds great. I’ll make a list.” He knew my list would mostly contain romantic comedies and Dr. Seuss movies. He loves teasing me about it, but I don’t think he has a problem with them because he insists that I pick the movies we watch.

The final bell rang. I went to my locker and got my bag, hugged Kris goodbye as she left with Chuck, and made my way to Pierre’s locker. I turned the corner and saw Chelsea talking to him. Chelsea either likes Pierre, or she just pretends to when I’m around to annoy me. Either way, it works. She and I have never really gotten along. Pierre doesn’t really like her either, but he’s too nice to tell her that. I could tell he was getting annoyed, so I walked to him, held his hand and asked “You ready to go, babe?” We were both trying so hard not to laugh as Chelsea rolled her eyes at me. He closed his locker and said goodbye to her. We held hands until Chelsea was out of sight. Once we got to his car, he stopped and hugged me. “Thanks for being there for me.” I gave him a petty smile and said “It’s no problem at all. You do the same for me when Ryan is around.” Pierre groaned. “Ugh. I hate him so much.” I laughed. “I know you do.”

He opened my door for me and I got in the passenger seat. I try so hard not to blush when he opens the door for me. He is such a gentleman. He walked to the driver’s side and got in the car. He drove to his house. Usually, we’d be taking Chuck and Kris home too, but Chuck finally got his car back. I texted Kris and asked how she was doing with Chuck. By the sound of things, she is doing a lot better than I am. They already act like they’re dating, but he hasn’t asked her out yet. We pulled in Pierre’s driveway and got out of the car. His mom ran to the door to greet us and announced that she made us sandwiches. I love Louise. Apparently she loves me too because according to Pierre, she only does this when I’m around. She doesn’t get this excited over Pierre, Jay or Jonathan coming home. I think she’s just excited to have another girl around. Pierre and I took our sandwiches, told her thank you, then walked to Pierre’s room to watch the Lorax.

I opened my eyes and I had my head on Pierre’s chest and his hand was in my hair.. What the hell?! Did I do that? Has he noticed? I sat up and rubbed my eyes. Pierre barely opened his eyes and pulled me back toward him. Oh my god.. My heart is racing. Is this actually happening or am I still asleep? …  “Pierre! Darien! Dinner is ready!” I sat up and looked at Pierre. We fell asleep together, but we weren’t cuddling. Did he just roll over or was that all just a dream? We walked downstairs for dinner. I hugged his dad and brothers before we all sat down. Real asked how everyone’s day was, so we ate and discussed the day. After dinner, I hugged everyone goodbye and Pierre drove me home.

He stepped inside to say hi to my parents, but they convinced him to stay and talk for a while. Of course my dad asked who he’s taking to Senior Prom. Pierre said he wasn’t sure if he was even going. My dad told him that he should go because it will be his last high school dance. Pierre told him that he would consider it. After a bit, Pierre had to go home. I walked him outside because I always do. I hugged him and said “I love you. Text me when you get home.” He laughed. “I love you too and I always do.” I kissed his cheek then freaked out because I realized what I did. Why am I so stupid?  He hugged me again, kissed my forehead and said “Have a good night.” I smiled and said “You too. See you tomorrow.” He got in his car and I walked inside. I texted Kris as I got ready for bed. I didn’t know how much of today actually happened, and I needed to occupy myself until Pierre texted me. I was also interested in what she and Chuck did today, but she probably wouldn’t tell me until later.

After I got upstairs, Pierre called me and we talked until we got tired. We do this every night and still manage to find things to talk about even after hanging out all day. It’s kinda awesome. We said goodnight and I fell asleep. I swear every dream and daydream I ever had about Pierre was just compiled into one giant fairytale dream. It was great, except for the fact that none of it was real. I woke up a bit sad, but put on a smile and walked downstairs for breakfast. Pierre pulled into the driveway and stepped inside to talk while I got ready. I kissed my mom and dad goodbye, put on my shoes and jacket, grabbed my backpack and walked outside with Pierre. He’d already picked up Chuck and Kris and they were in the back seat. While we rode to school, I looked at Chuck. “Damn. Lost it again that fast? What do you keep doing?” Chuck was a bit annoyed but laughed it off. “I was late for dinner. My phone died so I couldn’t text my dad and tell him that I was at Kris’ house and wouldn’t be home until later.” I frowned. “Sorry about that buddy.” We pulled into the school parking lot and got out of the car. We walked inside and split up to put our bags in our lockers then met back up to walk around. Pierre saw Ryan looking at me, rolled his eyes, then held my hand and put his arm around me. I blushed a little but tried to hide it. Sometimes I feel like Ryan only looks at me like that because he wants to make Pierre mad. The funny thing is that Pierre is a lot stronger than he looks. We walked around the school looking for Sam, David, Jeff and Seb. I let Pierre’s hand go when Ryan was out of sight. We found Jeff or Seb, but they said they hadn’t seen Sam or David yet this morning.

The bell was about to ring, so Kris and I went into the bathroom. She said that Pierre is totally into me and I should just tell him how I feel. “If he’s really your friend, he’ll still be your friend even if he doesn’t feel the same way.” I told her that I would try to tell him after school. We walked to class and barely made it before the bell rang. I spent much of the day wondering what Sam was up to. If she was with David and how things were going if she was. The day went by pretty fast with my distraction. Plus I was trying to figure out how I would tell Pierre, but I was trying to avoid those thoughts.

At the end of the day, we all met up again. Chelsea was talking to Pierre. Again.. She makes me so mad. I was so annoyed with her that I just walked between her and Pierre and I kissed him. Everyone gasped and stood there in awe. She stormed off and once I’d realized what I’d done, I started to walk away as well. Pierre grabbed my hand and pulled me back toward him. He brushed my hair out of my face, put his hand on my cheek and kissed me. “Will you go to Senior Prom with me?” My face turned red and I teared up. I hugged him and said “Of course I will..” Sebastien was the one to break the silence. “It’s about time you two, Jesus!” We all laughed as we walked outside together. Sebastien and Jeff got in Seb’s car as the rest of us piled into Pierre’s. He dropped Kris and Chuck off at Chuck’s house, then we drove the other way. I asked where we were going and he said “It’s a surprise.” A few minutes later, we pulled into Biggby and he bought me coffee. I felt like I was having Deja Vu when I realized that this was in my dream last night.

We went to his house and walked upstairs. Once we got upstairs, he picked me up and set me on his bed. I blushed as he sat next to me. We had just gotten comfortable when Kris called me. “Guess what!!” “Um. Chuck!?” “Yes! He finally asked me out and we’re going to Prom together!” “I’m happy for you!” “Thank you. I’ll let you guys get back to whatever you guys were doing now.” I rolled my eyes. “Kris, you know it’s not like that, but okay. See you tomorrow!” I hung up the phone and said “Chuck and Kris are dating and he’s taking her to Prom.” He says “I know. Chuck just told me. He seemed pretty pumped.” He paused and smiled then said “Do you know what this means?” I smiled back and said “What does this mean?” He grabbed a pillow and lightly hit me with it “It means… we’re going on a double date.” Then he leaned in toward me. I laughed and took the pillow and hit him back with it. He put his hand on my neck and kissed me.

A few minutes later, we heard the front door close and raced downstairs to greet his dad. We all talked for a bit, then Pierre took me home. We pulled in the driveway and he parked the car. We both got out and I went to hug him before I walked inside. He grabbed my shoulders, looked me in the eyes and asked “Darien, will you be my girlfriend?” I started crying and I hugged him tighter than I ever have. “Yes I do.. I’ve wanted to be your girlfriend for so long.. I thought you didn’t feel the same way and I didn’t wanna ruin our friendship by telling you how I felt..” He started tearing up as well and said “That is exactly how I felt.. now you’re making me cry..” I smiled and told him that I was sorry. He said “It’s okay.” then I kissed him and said “Goodnight. I’ll call you!” before I walked in the house.

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