𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐒ᵃʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵈᵉ

four

four - malarky goes vegan

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"so, where even are we going?" i asked y/n as we drove in her car. i am not here willingly, by the way. y/n kidnapped me because i refused to go with her. i told her that i in fact was hungry—but i declined when she told me to come eat with her. so, being the little beast she is, threw me over her shoulder and kidnapped me.

she was thoughtful enough to bring my coffee and phone, though. thanks y/n!

   y/n smiled and smacked the wheel with her hands, frowning when it stung a little. "we are going to get food!" she jumped in her seat. my face dropped and i rolled my eyes at her stupidness. how the fuck do people like this bitch?

   "i obviously know that, you dumb fuck. but where are we going to eat at?" i groaned, y/n turning the corner. she hummed, "actually, i don't even know." she pulled into a random taco bell, parking her car. "what'd you want?" she asked.

i smiled gently at her consideration and twisted my mouth to the side. "oh!" i yelled, finally thinking of something. "can we go to loving's cafe!" i hit y/n's arm. for no reason, really, just that i wanted to.

   y/n nodded and began to pull out of the taco bell. "sure, babe. direct me, please." she glanced over at me and winked as she said the nickname. i blushed but looked away, crossing my arms over my chest.

"just take a left here." i brushed my hair behind my ear, my cheeks still blazing. fuck you, y/n.

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"holy shit! this is so fucking good i think i have a boner." y/n moaned loudly as she took a bite out of the vegan burrito i chose for her. i blushed again at the sound and distracted myself by biting into mine.

   "so good." i whispered, nodding my head as i chewed. y/n looked back over at me, that goofy smile on her face. "if i went vegan, would you consider dating me?" she smirked.

   my eyes widened and i leaned over to smack her chest, giggling slightly. "fuck no!" this was the weird thing about our relationship; sometimes we hate each other and others, we're joking around together.

   y/n just smiled again and took another bite, her eyes soft as she stared at me. "uh, i'm serious when i say you're really pretty, by the way. i'm—i'm not saying it as a joke or to be an asshole." her voice was gentle and she took a drink from her water (that i also made her order).

   she sighed, adjusting herself in her seat as she leaned her back against the car door, somehow facing me. this bitch can shove her long ass body into some tight ass spaces, let me tell you that. "i can stop with the compliments, if you want. i might be a dickhead, but i don't wanna make you uncomfortable."

   i smiled gently, taking another bite. "i mean—it doesn't make me uncomfortable, i just," i sighed, folding my burrito to save some for later. "i just don't necessarily believe you when you say it. or when anyone does, for that matter." i picked at a loose string on my pajama pants.

   i heard y/n sigh and watched as she balled up the foil of her burrito, throwing it back into the bag. "you're the most beautiful girl i've ever seen in my life, ariana. and i'm not just saying that."

i finally looked back up and into her eyes, seeing nothing but sincerity in them. i blushed, my hands rubbing together. "thank you." i whispered, feeling oddly vulnerable in front of her.

y/n smiled goofily and sat the right way, beginning to take off. "your welcome, beautiful."

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   y/n pulled into my driveway and i immediately started to get out, wanting to be back in my bed. as i opened the door, i felt y/n's hand on my arm, pulling me back gently. i groaned, feeling slightly annoyed, but i still closed the door and looked to her. "god, what now?" i grumbled.

   she had a sad looking expression on her face as she glanced over at her house. "i-i don't really wanna go home right now. can—can i stay at yours? please?" her voice was quiet but hopeful. i internally groaned. why the fuck does she need to stay at mine? she sighed, "my parents are fighting right now and i don't like to be there when they are. i-i'll leave you alone, i promise."

   i looked at her eyes, feeling sympathetic. i sighed in defeat, the sad look in her eyes too hard to say no to. "uh, yeah. sure, you can stay in, like, the guest room." i smiled softly at her to hopefully lift her spirts.

   her eyebrows shot up and she looked surprised. "really?!" she squeaked; her voice higher than usual. i giggled and nodded, opening the door again, "yeah, c'mon."

she smiled and opened her door, the two of us walking back to my front door. "thank you, ariana." she thanked me, touching my arm lightly. i shivered at her touch and gave her a small smile.

   we walked into my house and up the stairs, y/n still following me. we made it back to my room where i sat on my bed and y/n stood awkwardly. "um, do you think you'd have anything that would fit me? like, pants wise?"

   i thought—i probably didn't. i mean, she's a fucking giant, why would i have anything that would fit her. but, now that i think about it, i stole this pair of sweats from frankie's ex-boyfriend, and he was just as tall as y/n. "yeah," i hopped off my bed, walking to my dresser. "um, here." i threw them at her, y/n catching them with one hand.

   she smiled, "thanks. where's the guest room?" she asked as she walked backwards to the door. i plopped back on my bed and pointed out the door, "just right across from mine."

   "cool," she looked out the door and to the guest room. "uh, thanks again. i'll see you tomorrow." and she left, closing the door behind her. i sighed and flipped my lamp off, making my room go dark.

   i laid down and covered myself with the covers, feeling tired already. i had a lot of fun with y/n, to my surprise. and, there was food—so...?

as i tried to fall asleep, y/n kept crossing my mind constantly. her stupid smile and her stupid jokes. her compliments and the way she looked at me. i blushed just thinking about her—but then realized i was thinking about y/n motherfucking malarky. i groaned and turned on my other side, covering my head with the sheets.

"fuck."