26th October, 2021
Dear Diary,
Good morning to you, me and my currently functioning lungs. They're the reason I even remember how my wonderful Adrian smells.
I think.
Oh well. I woke up in the wee hours of the morning again and sat by my window, patiently waiting for Adrian to come out.
Maybe yesterday was a mistake. No one actually leaves for school almost fifteen minutes before school starts.
So I sat there like a devoted wife that I am, because I am who I say I am. I kept telling myself that he would appear at any moment.
And I kept telling myself that for an hour and thirty minutes.
It was now 7:30am, and I was starting to think that the previous day wasn't a mistake after all.
7:32am.
HE CAME OUT.
And diary, he is wearing a hoodie and a face mask today, both in black.
He was giving mysterious and dark vibes.
But honestly, he could lose the face mask. What was he even trying to keep away by wearing it?
Wait a minute.
Was he wearing a mask because of me?
Nah.
Anyway! Today is the day. I'm going to successfully confess this time. And this time, I will not nervously eat peanut infested cookies or spray perfume into my eyeballs. I'll update you when I get back, hopefully as a taken woman.
Bye, diary.
:
My life sucks.
I don't even know where to start. Oh diary, you should've been there. It was so bad.
Today was emotionally dangerous.
I didn't get to confess today either.
Why? Why, you ask?
Because he took several steps back the moment he saw me approaching him.
He actually flinched, diary. He flinched!
You don't flinch when you're in the presence of another human being, you flinch when you're in the presence of an intimidating and life threatening creature.
My five foot six self is anything but intimidating.
I tried to laugh it off though, I tried to joke.
I said, "Haha, you silly boy, distancing yourself from the mother of your future children," but that only made him flinch again.
I thought he misunderstood me, because why not, so I tried to close the distance between us but then he actually took a few steps back and held his hand out.
"Could you… stay a little farther away?"
That was what he said. He wanted pure social distancing, not from everyone, just from me.
I couldn't understand it. He wanted to stay away? From me? From this premium beauty?
And then it hit me. Of course.
Why didn't I think of it?
Adrian is shy.
Key word, shy.
So of course, he didn't want anyone else to know about us. He was protecting me from the public. Though I hated that we wouldn't be together in school, I quickly got over it. Distance makes the heart grow fonder, after all.
So, yeah, diary. My life sucks, but only at school.
Mom just came in. Apparently, the family that just moved in across the street invited us for dinner.
Wink wink.
She said she got closer with the wife of the house but I knew what was really going on. Adrian wanted to see me.
I immediately nodded and told Mom that I'd get ready. Obviously.
I know what you're thinking, you want me to introduce you to Adrian.
I wish I could, diary but it's too soon for that.
It's not everyday your future husband sends a formal invitation through his mother.
This is a family meeting, and I'm sorry to say but you're not family, Diary.
You're my best friend, and I will introduce you, but not now.
Anyways, I've brushed my hair and curled my lashes. I'm desperate to make a good impression to his parents.
Wish me luck, diary.
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Diary, hi.
It is currently 10:24pm and I am lying face down on my bed as I contemplate crawling into a cave and living there permanently.
Dinner was… a catastrophe.
The moment I stepped into his house, I saw him. His hoodie was gone, and so was his face mask. He was seated on the couch, scrolling through his phone, looking like a Greek god trying to blend in with the amoeba looking mortal seated right beside him.
His eyes left his phone as his mother introduced us and the moment his eyes landed on me, his brows scrunched.
I tried to give him my sweetest smile but instead, he hid behind the amoeba.
I'll be honest, diary. That one hurt.
But you know I'm not one to give up, not so easily.
His mom was lovely though. She said, "Oh, you must be Layla. You're so pretty." And I said, "Yes, I am Layla and hopefully, your future daughter in law."
I did not mean to say that out loud, diary. But I did, and I couldn't take it back.
His mother laughed nervously and led us to the living room, where she introduced the amoeba as her husband.
Adrian certainly got his looks from his mother's side of the family.
Adrian avoided looking into my eyes. I thought he was just being shy again but when I tried to extend my hand to shake him, he jerked violently and knocked over his phone.
The whole room went silent as all eyes landed on us.
Diary, I don't think he was shy. I think he was terrified.
Terrified of his feelings towards me. I knew it, he loves me so much, the intensity is overwhelming.
His mother called us to the dining room and the help served dinner. We all sat around the table and of course, destiny placed me directly across from Adrian.
His eyes, however, were glued to his plate. I stared at him nonetheless, waiting patiently for him to look up. I just needed him to glance up just once. A teeny tiny acknowledgment that his soulmate was literally sitting right there.
But he kept his face glued to his plate and I thought, maybe he needed a little encouragement. So I lightly tapped his foot under the table.
You know, a sweet, subtle romantic moment? He jumped out of the chair like he was electrocuted and his fork flew out of his hand.
His parents stared between me and him, and so did my mom.
"Why didn't you tell me she's the one living across from us?" Adrian suddenly yelled. "She creeps me out, mom."
Creeps him out? Me?
Diary, I blacked out for the rest of dinner. Either that or Mom got the message and politely excused us out of their house.
We came home and now, I'm breathing into my pillow, telling you about my day and wondering if maybe, just maybe, I'm the delusional one.
…
Nah.
He's clearly in denial.
Goodnight, diary. We go again tomorrow.
Love, future Mrs. Adrian (he'll come around)