Anthony, Me And Friends.(a Reactionbro/Anthony rivera fan fiction)

In Her House.

By the street side.
Tal
"You still angry Anthony?"

Anthony
"Nope just wanted to walk home."

Tal
"We have to film the Gametime video."

Anthony
"Let's do it tomorrow morning."

Tal
"Ok, bye. See you tomorrow."

Anthony
"Bye Tal, miss me!"

Tal laughs and drives away.

Diana's POV

Just after Tal and Jenny left Anthony held my hand and we started walking down the streets.

Anthony
"Will you show me where you live?"

"Sure!"

Anthony
"Its just been a few days together and you and Rose have blended in the group so well."

"Its because of Jenny she is very friendly."

Anthony
"Tell me about you, I want to know you more."

"In my previous school I won a few awards and certificates for essay writing and debates.
Then this incident happened and I stopped everything! Now I am getting back to normal.
What could go wrong when I have friends like you."

I told him about all beautiful moments of me in school.

Anthony
"Well that's nice. You mind going out with me tomorrow?"

"I would love to! But I don't know this place well."

Anthony
"I'll pick you up tomorrow evening."

"Ok."

Anthony smiles.

Diana
"Anthony I want to see how you film videos, would you mind me seeing you filming?"

"No, not at all. I will take you to Tal's place tomorrow."

"Ok, I'll be ready!"

Anthony
"I will text you before I come to pick you up."

A beautiful building is seen with flower pots in the front yard.
The house and garden are well kept.

"That's my house." I say pointing at it.

Anthony
"Its beautiful and big, you stay here alone?"

"My aunt visits me sometimes. She has helped me a lot in moving here."

Anthony
"Well the house looks good."

"Its more Beautiful on the inside too! Would you like to come in?"

Anthony
"Yes, why not."

Diana opens the door.

Anthony's POV

She asked me to come in and opened the door.

When she switched the lights on the view was incredible!

The chandelier the carpets the furniture!
I just stared at everything in awe!

She smiled at me.

Diana
"My aunt really decorated the house well. You like it?"

"I love it, your aunt really likes expensive stuff."

Diana
"Yes, come I'll show you my room."

She held my hand and took me up the stairs.
The stairs were covered in red carpet with golden designs on it.

Diana opened the door of her room.
Just as I expected a well kept room and filled with lots of books.

There were nearly 5 shelves full of books.

"How many books have you read?"

Diana
"I just finished the first compartment of this shelf."

"Your room is huge!"

"Yes, it takes lot of efforts cleaning my room and
house too.
Here are all my trophies."

She was so excited while showing me all the trophies and telling me stories behind each one.

I sat on the bed and kept listening and staring at her.
She was so innocent and cute.

She said,
"That's all."

There was one trophy she didn't tell me about.
I went near the shelf and picked it up.

"Best Dancer of the year! why did you not show me this one?"

"Because I quit dance practice a long time ago. That trophy was in the 6th grade."

Anthony
"I want to know the story behind this one!"

Diana
"You aren't late? I thought you wanted to go home."

"I am not late, Tell me the story,
I can wait."

"Ok, so it was in 6th grade that my teacher caught me dancing to the music speakers.
There was a dance competition between two best dancers of our school and they had been practicing for it, while I danced to the music in the next room.
The dance teacher saw me and she forced me to take part in the competition and I won!
My mom, dad were so happy when I brought this home!"

"So you had won against the best dancers in school and you didn't want to tell me this?"

"It was long ago Anthony,
well you want some drink? Or should I make dinner for both of us?"

"You cook?"

"Yes, all types of cuisines."

"You are a talented girl!"

"Thanks! What would you like to have?"

"Anything that you like."

"Noodles?"

"Yes!"

"Ok, let's go downstairs."

I sat on the majestic dining table waiting for Diana to serve me food, cooked with her own hands."

After having the noodles that she made, I couldn't stop complementing her!

It was time to leave.
I was waving her 'bye' again and again.

I left for home after seeing the beautiful smile on her face.