Veronica's POV

Valentine's Day

Ethan and I started all again, our friendship.. we decided to be friends. And I since I broke his heart, I want to spend valentine's Day with him, so he's not alone.

I knocked on his bedroom door and he quickly opened it as if he was waiting for someone.

"Oh h-hi." he said, he looks like he wasn't expecting me at all.

"Hi. You know what day it is?" I asked, pushing him aside so I can come inside the room.

"Hm.." he seemed to think a moment before replying, "the day I hate the most in my life? Isn't it?"

"I agree," I laughed, "wanna spend it with me?"

"B-but as friends, right?" he asked, blushing.

I nodded, "of course, what else?"

He shook his head and smiled. "Sure. I'll pick you up at 7' no need to dress up I'm not taking you to a fancy place."

I rolled my eyes, "woah thanks."

He laughed, and I followed him.

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"So, where are we going?" I asked him as he opened the passenger door for me. I smiled thank you.

He closed the door and turned around the car to sit on the driver seat. He puts his arm behind my seat as we drove off the driveway.

"Surprise.. well it's not really but you'll see."

I nodded and turn the radio on. I knew the lyrics of the song playing so I sang along and he followed. I didn't know he knew this song.

I turned my head to watch him as he sang, or at least he tried to.

"You are staring at me, oh" he sang, and I was confused. This isn't part of the song, is it?

"What?"

"You're staring, Roni." He laughed as he parked in front of taco bell.

"Taco Bell? Seriously?"

"Don't make fun of me, I never know where to take girls because they're all different. If you want we can leave and-"

"No, that's fine. But you're treating  right?" I laughed as I got out of the car.

"Sure," he smiled and put his arm around my shoulder.

I wonder if he sees tonight as a friend's night out or more as a date.. and does he still like me? I don't want to break his heart again. And maybe I won't have to...

We got in and we chose a table waiting for the waitress to take our orders.

"Can I ask a question?" Ethan asked soon as the waitress left.

I nodded, taking off my jacket.

"How did you feel when you-" he coughed, "when you told me you didn't feel the same?"

I frowned, "what do you mean?"

"I'm still not over you, Veronica. And I'm not giving up on the possibility that you could like me back someday."

"Listen Ethan i'm-"

"You're sorry, I get that. I don't think I'll ever get over you. You're special and I wish you liked me back because it hurts.." he said as tears started rolling down his cheeks.

I didn't know how to act, or what to say. It hurt to see him cry, for me.
So I took his hand in mine and squeezed it. I decided not to say anything, because of the lack of words. Nothing could come out of my mouth.

Why is it so hard to admit that I might like him?

I wiped away his tears and he smiled, painfully.

"Maybe we should take the food out and go home, or somewhere less crowded?" I said, still holding his hand.

He nodded and we left.
We drove to his and Grayson's place and he parked in the driveway.

I opened the door to get out as he did too. He locked the car and took out his keys to unlock the front door.
He opened the door and told me to come in.
He turned the lights on and he decided we would eat in front of the TV.

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We were done eating, and we were, not really, watching a documentary on turtles. Not that it wasn't interesting, but we could do something else.

"Wanna play truth or dare?"

"Why?"

"Any other ideas?"

He shook his head and we sat on the carpet and he turned the TV off.

"I'll start," he said, "how many guys did you date?"

"Wow, straight to the topic," I laughed, "I'd say 5, maybe."

"That's all?"

"Who do you think I am?" I said, confused.
"My turn, how many girls?"

"How many did I date, or how many did I make out with?" He asked, with a smirk.

"Ethan! I'm talking about girlfriends."

"Honestly?" He asked and I nodded, "only one."

"Seriously? One?" He nodded, "what did you break up?"

"Who said we broke up?" He said, smirking.

"Okay, my turn!" He said, shaking his head as if he was trying to clear his thoughts.
"I dare you to dare me."

"That's not even a dare, eth." I laughed, I guess it is now or never.

"I dare you to kiss me."