Diamond's denial

by MichelleTwistaloo

Rating: everyone
Tags: Apple Bloom, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Diamond Tiara, Slice of Life
Length: 1092

A short story where Diamond denies everything in between liking Apple Bloom and Going out with her.

(Cover by Arcum42 )

A short experience on short chapters.

Diamond couldn't, and wouldn't fall in love with Apple Bloom, that was just, Out of the question.

She also wouldn't knock at her door and ask her out.

Or tell her her feelings.....

That was stupid

Then she did.

Published 2014-10-16 19:50:04 UTC
Last updated 2014-10-16 19:50:04 UTC

Surely it would go away!

Diamond tiara had been stricken by Apple Bloom for a long time now, and denying it wasn’t helping, unlike many other things she couldn’t throw a tantrum until it left her alone, and it made her feel both jumpy and anxious, like opposites together.

She didn’t know why, that Apple member was....and she was.....they weren’t completely alike, and in fact the things they didn’t have in common were way more than the things they had. But something Apple Bloom had made the filly known as Dt, blush, sweat, smile.

Sure she tried to keep her appearance of a tough, hard filly, but even that wasn’t working as well as it used to, she had found herself, on the middle of mocking someone, smiling to the air, and it was odd.

There were even some rumors she was in love. But it couldn’t be love, could it? Just a tiny, almost non noticeable little crush, it’d go away, right? It was nothing.

Just don't take a breath!

Alright so she had knocked.

No harm done, right? It had been a soft knock, she herself almost hadn’t heard it, and so what if there were hoofs moving about in the room in the direction of the door? It was probably someone on their routine, they couldn’t be moving towards the door, and whoever suggested that was mental

But there was someone at the door, and Diamond held her breath, whatever she did, she wouldn’t dare breathe and give away her localization, even if it killed her.

Alright, you got her attention, don't stumble in your words!

She had breathed

Of course, she couldn’t have hold her breath forever and when she did it was audible, and the door was turning and then it opened, and she looked at the other filly, eyes on eyes, and nothing was going according to Tiara’s plan, and she felt the urge to cry, but now she was in front of Apple Bloom and it wasn’t time to stumble

Hum...what? Success?

But of course she did.

And when she finally got her point across, she was crying, her mane disheveled and an air of despair on her eyes, only thing that was remaining was for Apple Bloom to tell her the word “no”, and though she had heard the phrase “The worse they can say is no” she still wasn’t prepared for it.

Only it never came, she said yes.

And Diamond Tiara was going to do her best to make this work, everything going the opposite of what she wanted, or not.

How she wished it would happen

She had to give it a shot.

Not that she really wanted to, or wished for it, or had begged for it, or given subtle clues of her desires. No, she didn’t want to, she just had to. After all, who’d want to spend so much time with a quaint, idiotic, pretty, wonderful, smart, amazing......Muddy (but clean) filly? Diamond Tiara, definitively didn’t! And if someone did, she was NOT one of those people.

It all had been a stupid idea anyway, a prank, a dare, not something she had planned and almost didn’t do. The only reason she had stood in front of her room door for so long, thinking of the possibility of how things would turn out if she knocked (she had, after all, gotten in, Applejack doing everything for the daughter of her biggest client), was because Apple Bloom would probably take this too seriously, and not see the joke, the obvious, obvious, joke.

And so what if she had swallowed nervously as she felt her throat closing up and lumps appearing? And the whole sweat thing? It was hot, and they had no air conditioning. The movie tickets for that movie she had overhead Apple Bloom mention she wanted to see (on one of the many many many occasions she overheard her, not spied, spying was bad), two of them? Coincidence! It was not her fault Silver didn’t want to go.

And that hesitation, perfectly alright, and when she finally knocked and lost her breath, not knowing what to say, and just staring, mouth wide opened, at Apple Bloom, that was a mini punch to the pony gut, that came from nowhere and she didn’t feel at all.

The way her smile turned her cheeks red, and made her heart beat? Witchcraft, Apple Bloom was clearly using some sort of mind control spell on her....she couldn’t...she wouldn’t fall in love with the other filly.

That’s what she would have liked to be the truth

...it hadn't

...it hadn't

It hadn’t gone away.

She didn’t know why, but now every waking moment (and every closed eye moment) put Apple Bloom in her mind. She was everything she liked, cared, and wanted to be, but, as much as she tried ignoring it, the more she tried, the more Apple Bloom popped, her cheeks, her beautiful eyes, her lips, her smile, her features, her personality, her, her, her. Everything in her called Diamond’s attention. And she was caught in the spider web that was love.

But surely, surely she wouldn’t try to do something drastic like ask her out, would she? She meant.....she would probably not even give her an “okay” more of a look of “Get out of here” like one Diamond Tiara reserved for a pebble caught in her hoof.

She shouldn’t and wouldn’t try.

But surely she wouldn't knock!

She was about to try.

Her mind mixed questions, and she was crazy for hearing and remixing them, but she couldn’t feel anything but the desire to be with Apple Bloom, and even if she said no, at least she’d know, and she wouldn’t have to pretend in her dreams, dreams that made her late for school so many times.

And yet....as she was at the door, hoping, wanting her to say yes, she couldn’t help her shaking hooves and the clear hesitation on knocking at the door, because really, Apple Bloom wasn’t home, probably, and if she was, she was doing some sort of chore, and not keen on seeing her, on her room, she didn’t even dare, or hope to, knock at the door, but her hoof was moving forward, inch by inch and she was going crazy thinking of what to do, stop it? Yes, she wanted to stop it, but her body didn’t obey, and what if she was going crazy and Apple Bloom didn’t like her like at all?

She couldn’t knock.....