A Unique Crossover

Chapter88: Are you lonesome tonight?

Peyton smiled sweetly for my compliment while Ryan kissed her cheek. Both of them gave me thumbs-up before I turned my attention to the door in front of me.

Just a door separating me from the girl who I love and don't want to lose. I won't let that happen.

Breathing through my nose, trying to piece an apology. One that will hopefully come out good, and Ariel and I could go back to normal.

Are you still gonna tell her? You should tell her now.

How can he tell her now, mate? The girl is dag with this dumbass. He can't talk to her about it.

But if he doesn't do it now, then he won't in the future.

Mentally screaming at the voice to shut the hell up as I opened the door. With this smooth, guitar medley welcoming me in. As Elvis Presley asks his lover if she's lonely on repent. Before my eyes catch the state of the room.

Seeing crumpled up balls of paper lattering the floor. Three textbooks laying face down and open on the widonw couch and her bed pillow.

While Ariel sits on the bed, leaning against the wall and another pillow. Her hair is in a messy bun, with some falling down her face. Dressed in an oversized black jumper with this grey gym tights and furry soaks.

She didn't look up when I closed the door. Busy writing down whatever she read from the English textbook when I cleared my throat. Still didn't take notice of me until I took two steps closer and cleared my throat louder.

Finally looking up, no smile or no cobalt blue shine through her eyes. Just an azure storm raged towards me for good reasons, "What are you doing here, David?"

Her voice was different. It sounded dry and tired, like she spent hours screaming into a pillow. Her eyes were redder than before, her cheeks slightly pink. The sight alone was soul crashing and was bringing me to my knees.

"What? Can't you see that I'm busy?" She snaps before turning back to her notebook. Either that was her angry, nice way of saying 'go away'. Or her pissed off as hell way of 'get out before I kill you'.

I would have left on other days, but today, I want to be with my Ariel. So quickly thinking before saying casually, "Which chapter are you studying from, Anela?"

"Chapter twenty-four." She answered without looking up. Drawing a line through a sentence frustratedly. One that she might have misspelled a word or two.

A small smile grew on my face, finding her habit of correcting her notes so cute. Even when she accidentally writes the same word in a sentence.

Remembering an email that she might haven't read or seen yet, "Professor Josephine sent an email saying that chapter twenty till twenty-five aren't gonna be in our last papers. And that it's only one till ten that's gonna be the focus point."

Immediately angry, Ariel became confused, Ariel as she stared at me with knitted eyebrows. Then, quickly opening her laptop, scrolling through her emails before finding the professor's. She read it before looking at her notebook twice.

Silently cursing under her breath before closing the laptop. Paging through her book, seeing how many pages she need to rip out, "You can just leave it and keep it for when the time come to study them. If you want, you can have this notebook that I haven't used yet -"

Suddenly, the book was slammed closed before sharp, azure diggers fired towards me, "Is that what you've really come here to talk about? About chapters that aren't supposed to be studied yet and a spare notebook to offer?!"