chloe's pov
i had a lot of fun during the weekend. it was the funnest ive had in a long while. it went by quick, which made me upset. diego was nice enough to pay for everything even though I didn't want him to.
so anyways, we were driving back home.
"so, did you like the trip?" diego asked starting a conversation.
"yeah, it was really nice," i smiled. "thank you for everything"
"no problem ma," he smiled back. "so.. you promised me that by the end of the weekend you would tell me what we are."
"oh.." i mumbled with a concerned look. the thing is I still couldn't seem to figure it out. should i lie?
i had sex with him; twice. one of those times i was wasted, and the other time i was sober. meaning that one of those times it was real. but the other time was not. what if both times were a lie? do i have feelings for lil xan? does he have feelings for me? what ARE we?
all of these thoughts were circling in my head.
"um hello?" he blurted. "answer me."
"oh- what? sorry.." I really wanted to tell him: "honestly, diego, i have absolutely no clue what we are. I don't even know if i like you in that way or if i was just feeling lust. maybe i was feeling sexually frustrated that i haven't done that in a while. maybe i really do like you. maybe not."
except I didn't say that. i didn't say anything. i sat there staring out the window in silence. but he was right. i had to figure out what we were or else whatever we were having wasn't going to work.
"what do YOU think we are?" i said out loud.
"what?"
"you heard me." i demanded.
"um.. i don't know. thats why i am asking you first."
"are you serious? if you don't know, then how do you expect me to, huh? its not like i have to always be the one to decide what kind of relationship we have, stop putting this on me!"
"i'm sorry, damn. i am giving you the choice of being my side hoe or my girlfriend, yet you don't even take that opportunity. i am trying to fucking be a better person for once. and yes, chloe, i actually do like you. if you think its too early for that, well fuck it. you know why i like you? because you aren't fake. you have been standing by my side the whole goddamn time unlike other girls i have been with. even though i always pushed you away you still cared. and i just like you and your personality in general, and plus, you are so gorgeous. so if you think that i fucked you for fun well thats the truth."
i gave him a blank stare. i did not even know that he felt that way. i felt guilt rush through my spine. he was staring at the road and he still had a look of anger on his face.
"you can get out of the car and never talk to me again, or we can work this out. its your choice." he said.
did he really mean the stuff he said to me? does it really matter though? he still said it. so if he was lying, then yeah, he would be a dick. but if he wasn't, then.. he wasn't..
"diego.." i said. "i would like to work this out with you." he gave me a confused look, like he didn't know what i was talking about. "i mean that i am open to starting a relationship with you.." I repeated.
"are you sure?" he asked with his eyes connected to mine.
"yes. i'm sure."
"well then.. in that case.. will you be my girlfriend?"
lmao i actually liked this chapter. ty for reading 🐸🍵
