𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐒ᵃʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵈᵉ

two

two - fuck ana valentina

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i walked into my math class with my books in my hands and sat down with a sigh. y/n fucking malarky sat right next to me in this class and i never heard the end of her relentless teasing.

y/n was already in her seat when i arrived and she was talking to one of the football guys. very loudly, might i add. i huffed and was about to tap y/n on the shoulder and tell her to shut the fuck up, but ana interrupted me before i could.

ana's heals clicked on the floor as she walked over to her girlfriend. y/n still hadn't seen her, and ana grabbed y/n's hair and gently tilted her head back to place a kiss on her lips.

   y/n hummed into the kiss and placed her hand on ana's cheek, deepening the kiss. she pulled away with a wet smack and smiled. "fuck, i missed you." y/n's deep voice rung in my ears. i rolled my eyes and looked away from them as i hear ana giggle.

   i fucking hated them.

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   it was now after school, thankfully, and i sat in the kitchen eating an apple when my mother walked in. "hi, mom!" i spoke cheerfully.

   she smiled back at me and opened the fridge to fetch a water. "hello, ari. we're going over to the malarky's for dinner today. be ready soon, we leave in an hour."

   my mouth dropped open and i groaned loudly at the thought of seeing y/n again today. "mom! do i have to?!" i whined like a child, stomping my foot.

she turned around and pointed at me, a stern look on her face. "no ifs, ands, or buts, ariana." i blushed and nodded at her stern words. "i don't know why you hate that malarky girl so much! she's so kind!" my mother pouted.

   i rolled my eyes and sighed, if only you knew.
"fine, mom. i'll go get ready." i began to walk out of the kitchen and threw my apple core away in the garbage.

   i sulkily walked up the stairs and into my room, really not wanting to see y/n more than i already had to today. fuck.

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   my mother knocked on the malarky's door as i stood behind her holding a casserole dish in my hands. i stood impatiently as i waited for the door to open and, when it did, my eyes landed on the one and only y/n malarky.

   i rolled my eyes and grunted behind my mother who squealed at the sight of y/n. my mother absolutely loved y/n, and i have no clue why. what the fuck is there to love about her?

   y/n smiled softly, which was different from her usual obnoxiously big smile, and stepped aside to let us in. my mother engulfed her in a hug, and she chuckled and hugged her back. i just stood awkwardly behind the two, deciding to shut the front door.

   the two parted and y/n looked at me—i expected a stupid compliment—but she just smiled gently and took the casserole dish from my hands. i hummed quietly as we walked into the dining room, wondering what was up with her.

   y/n was usually bouncing off the walls happy and throwing compliments to everyone, especially me, but that person was no where to be found.