Lovesick.

XVI. Best Kind of Revenge Is Proving Them Right?

ARIANA'S POV

I pull out my phone, calling Jessie. It rings three times, and I roll my eyes, knowing she won't pick up until it does. She then answers with a "hey."

"Hi, where are you?" I ask.

"Waiting by your car. Where are you?" She replies.

"On my way to the car right now." I tell her as I walk through the parking lot. Usually when I visit my dad I take one of the girls along to keep me company, so Jessie is coming along. "Oh, I see you. 'Kay, bye."

She just hangs up instead of responding. I walk over to the car, unlocking it, and we both get in.

"Finally, I've been standing here like an idiot waiting for you to unlock the car." Jessie informs me as I turn on the ignition.

"Jess, you could've just hopped in. The car has no hood." I roll my eyes at her as I put the car into reverse. Since it's usually warm and sunny here, the roof of my car usually stays down.

"Please, and set off your ultra sensitive alarm?" She retorts, as I pull out of the parking spot, and drive out of the parking lot. "So what took you so long to get here anyways?"

"I was talking to Justin." I say. Well it's not really a lie, I just left out some parts.

"Ooh, you guys getting cozy?" She wiggles her eyebrows at me, and I take one hand of the wheel so I can lean over and smack her.

"No. You pervert." I scold her.

"Hey, you gotta admit. The sexual tension between you guys is strong."

"There is no sexual tension between us."

"That's what you think. I swear if you see Justin staring at you when you're not looking, he looks like he has a little crush on you. Then, you look at his eyes, and they tell a whole different story..." She trails off. I turn on to the highway and keep driving.

With an eye roll and sarcasm laced in my voice, I say, "oh really? And what do his eyes say?"

"They say he wants to take you against the nearest wall." She chuckles.

My eyes widen and my cheeks burn as I hit her again. "You're absolutely disgusting!"

"Eyes on the road, bitch." She tells me.

"We're done talking about my sex life."

"What sex life?"

I groan. "What the hell is wrong with you? Ugh, now I can't the image of Justin and me out of my head."

I hear her snicker, and I look over to see her holding her phone up.

"Are you fucking recording me?!" I exclaim.

She laughs. "I'm just putting it on snapchat. F-Y-I, Justin's on my snapchat."

"What?! I'm gonna murder you! Delete it!" I yell, and she just laughs.

"Uh oh. It seems right after I put it up my phone died. Guess it'll have stay up for a while." She smirks at me.