(warning: I wrote this weeks ago, and it sucks 😅 I only like the end 🤗)

Vanessa's POV

A few weeks later

Veronica has been so distant since that day. And Grayson told me Ethan has been acting weird lately. He brings a new girl almost every day and stay locked in his room.

I made my way to Roni's room.

"Hey" I sat on her bed.

"What do you want" she snapped.

"Nothing. Just checking up on you.. what's wrong Roni" I ask, taking her hand in mine but she pushes my hand away.

"Oh why do you care all of sudden? Maybe you need something?"

"W-what" I'm confused. Why is she acting so cold. "What did I do? Why do you keep pushing me out of your little world?"

I saw a tear falling down her cheek.

"I need my sister. Now more than ever."

She started to sob uncontrollably. So I hugged her.

"What's wrong Roni, you know I'm here for you. You can tell me anything."

"I- I might be sick, Nessa."

I looked at her, confused. "What do you mean sick?"

"Well, the doctor has a few hypothesis. I have an appointment in 2 days and I'm scared to go alone."

"Don't worry, I'll be with you. I'll always be there for you." I hugged her tight.

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3:15 pm

Roni and I just stayed here, on her bed talking about a lot of things. Until the subject came up.

"Everything's okay between you and gray?" She asked, playing with her fingers.

"Yes. By the way, I was wondering.."

"Yeah?"

"Have you spoke to Ethan since-"

"No."

"Why? Maybe you should talk to him. Maybe you could explain him why you left."

She just nodded and none of us moved.

***

Veronica's POV

Two days later

I finally decided to talk to Ethan. He deserves an explanation.
I was currently sitting in his room.

"I wanted to apologize. For leaving the other day."

Ethan didn't seem really happy to see me. I guess I really hurt him.

"Yeah, why did you leave again?" He says, coldly.

"I should not have left. I should have acted like the adult I am."

"And what? Treat me like a child cause I'm younger?" he pauses,
"Oh yeah but maybe I can't understand cause you see me as a child."

"No that's not it, Ethan."

"Then what? Why?"

"It's just... I do like you, but just as a friend."

"Right. A friend."

"I'm sorry. And I understand if you don't want to talk to me again."

He just went under the sheets and told me to leave. I understand.

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I just got home from visiting Ethan and Vanessa was waiting for me to go to the doctor's.

"Do mom and dad know about this?" Nessa asks.

"No and I'd rather not tell me until I know if something's wrong. Promise me you won't tell them."

"I promise. Now let's go."

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We were in the waiting room. I am so nervous. Actually, I've probably never been that nervous before.

"Veronica Merrell?" A nurse call, wearing a green hospital blouse.

I nodded and stood up, followed by Nessa.

After what seemed to be hours, and after a tons of analysis we finally get out of the hospital. The results should be here in two weeks.

"I'm sure you're okay, Roni. You'll be fine."

"I hope so." She nodded and hugged me.

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Those two weeks went so slow. Roni was really anxious about the results. And so was I. But I was just hoping it's a misunderstanding and that she's okay.

And I was right. We got the results and we opened it while our parents were out. She's okay. She's just really tired and she should rest. They didn't find anything wrong.

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A few weeks passed by and Roni became distant again. I'm not sure whats up with her but I need to find out.

I heard the front door closing. She must be home. I walk downstairs, straight in the kitchen and there she is, looking for something in the fridge.

She turned around when she heard me and I was in shock. She had a nose piercing.

"W-woah, is that a real?" I ask her.

"What?"

"The piercing"

"Sure it is." She said, taking out the bottle of milk.

"When did you get that?"

"This morning."

"W-why?"

"Because." She rolled her eyes. "Do I need a reason for a change?"

"N-no, it looks great."

She looked at me, without expression and went in the living room.

"By the way, I also got a tattoo it's no big deal." She screamed from where she was standing.

I can't believe it.

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Valentine's Day

From: Gray 💜

I'm picking you up in 20'. Be ready ❤

To: Gray 💜

Where are we going? ❤

From: Gray 💜

It's a surprise ❤

I decided to wear something simple, Grayson told me we weren't going to the restaurant. (media)

35 minutes later

I was waiting for Grayson, he was fifteen minutes late.
Suddenly I heard the bell rings.
I open the door to see a good-looking Grayson. As always.

"So, where are we going?"

"It's still a suprise." He smiled and then kissed me. "I'm sorry I know I'm late but I was setting up."

We got in the car and we drove about 30 minutes before being there. Grayson stopped on a creepy road. He got out, and I did the same. He took a picnic basket from the trunk. He took my hand with his free hand and lead me in a flower field.

There was a blanket on the ground with a flower bouquet on it and there was also fake candles around the blanket with flowers.
It was breathtaking.

"Woah this is amazing! Did you do all of this?" I smiled at him and he squeezed my hand.

He nodded and kissed my cheek.

"Anything for my girl." He said, smiling.

I blushed and we sat on the ground. He put the picnic basket in front of us and takes out the champagne.

"I thought that going to the restaurant was cliché so I bought the restaurant here." He said, looking for something in his jacket.
I looked in the basket and saw two plates that looks like the one in restaurants.

"Happy valentine's day Nessa." He said, handing me a little black velvet box. I smiled and opened it to find four BTS concert tickets. He's crazy.

"Thank you!" I said kissing his lips multiple times. "You're crazy! You shouldn't have."

"I'd do anything to make you happy."

I reached for my pocket and handed him a little box.
He took it and opened it. I bought him a gold watch. Because he is always late. And because I wanted to.

"Wow it's so beautiful. Thank you so much." He hugged me and whispered those three words I've been dying to hear.

"I love you."

I slowly pushed him away, to look him in the eyes.

"I love you too."