Violetta Preferences!

He Tells You He Likes You

Marco :

You and your newly made friend -Marco- we're going to Starbucks to grab a drink after school.

After taking a seat at one of the tables you were about to stand up to order when he stops you.

"I know what to do," he simply replies making you grin and nod taking the seat once again.

You wait for your order and for Marco for around five minutes. Soon he walks back and hands you the plastic cup, grinning widely.

You furrow and eyebrows before taking the cup and looking down at it.

A smile makes its way to your lips when you read the writing on it.

"I like you xx" - Marco.

Diego :

Walking into school, arm hooked with your best friend - Diego- you skipped to your locker together.

"So, what do you have next?" He asked unhooking his arm from yours.

"Angie, you?"

"Beto," he answered and you nodded reaching for your backpack.

"Um, I got to go. Leon's calling for me. See ya later."

The phrase was said too fast for you to comprehend it and what shocked you further more, is when his lips quickly touched your cheek before jogging off.

You stood there quite shocked to say the least before shaking the thoughts out and opening your locker door.

Your eyes followed the letter that fell out and you picked it up before opening the piece of paper.

You bit your lip trying to hide the smile when you read what was written.

"I like you more than you like my leather jacket ;) "

Leon :

You and Leon, one of your friends, walked together through the greens of the park.

He had his guitar bag strapped around his shoulder as you guys reached your destination- a quite bench by the lake.

As you say, he placed the bag to the ground before taking out the magnificent guitar.

Taking the pic in hand, he began to strum to the melody, and sing eyes locked with your own.

"I really, really, really, really, really, really like you. And I want you to want me to want me too."

You clapped as he ended the song, smiling from ear to ear.

What made you smile even more is when he proudly admitted it to your face.

"I really do like you Y/N."

Federico :

You were in eighth grade when Federico first told you he liked you.

It was during an geometry class, you were trying your best to stay awake, as the lecture on indirect proofs seemed to bore the hell out of you.

"Okay, solve exercise number three , part a." The teacher spoke, and all the students opened their books and began with the exercise.

Suddenly, you saw a small note being passed around until it reached your table. Looking back to see who had passed the note you smiled at your best friend - Federico.

Slowly, you opened the note and nearly fainted from happiness right there and then.

"Statement: I like you.
Reason : You're perfect.
xx - Fede. "