I haven't figured this out yet (Jack Harries)

Chapter 13- Now I'm in the Club

Ariana's POV

All the girls looked absolutely beautiful, and each outfit looked amazing on each and everyone of us. My black dress I think made me look fat but, everyone else keeps saying no, and not want ing them to be mad at me, I just went along with it. But I really do think that I think that I look really fat.

I've always had problems with these things.

Thinking I'm fat.

Wanting to not eat.

Constantly wanting to loose weight and exersice.

And for years, I've done nothing about it.

I think I haven't done anything about it because, it's been going on for so long. Almost, as long as I can remember. And it never occurred to me that I could do something about it, to make it not effect me as much as it did. I guess it just seemed unrealistic, to prevent this, and to have it all stop just seemed, unfathomable, and yes, I did just say that.

But it was like this and it never seen like it was gonna change, or get better, only worse. I've been called fat, ugly, a slut, and worse things. And it didn't really effect me at first, but as I got older, it started to matter. I began to listen to the mutters of people who looked at me like I was an alien who had four eyes and seven boobs or smething.

When I started to listen, I think is when I changed the most. I hardly ate, and often wore like, super huge shirts and stuff, and I didn't go out, in fear that people would see me and say I'm fat. Cause that's what I thought I was.

Fat.

I didn't see myself any other way.

Jacks POV

The girls looked beautiful, but nothing compare to the beauty of Dakota. She was the pinnacle of beauty. Like there was no one else, just her, and me. And she was the only thing that mattered. I was be founded by her beauty. And the best part, she was mine. And no one else's. Just mine.

She kissed me for a while before she left, and I was left to think about her and the way she was so confident in everything she does. Walking. Talking. Laughing. Everything. And she did it like she didn't have a care in the world. Like life was a happy, fun place.

And it felt amazing to see her like that.

Dakotas POV

We all piled into a taxi and headed off. Tonight was gone be fun.

'Cause Tonights Gonna Be A Good Night,

Cause Tonights Gonna Be A Good Good Night'

I smiled, thinking of the Black Eyed Peas lyric. We all laughed the entire way, and payed the taxi man, and heading into the club.

The music was so loud, I couldn't hear my self think. I looked around and everywhere I looked, dirty dancing. I didn't matter, boy on boy, girl on boy, or girl on girl, just all over the place.

It was kinda gross. And by kinda, I mean..... A Lot. We all went to he bar first and ordered some drinks. By then, Mallory and Natalie were knackered, and Ariana was sober, cause she had to make sure everyone got home. I myself had a little to much, and pulled everyone to the dance floor.

We all moved to the beat of the music and we let our hair down, and let loose. We danced for a while, before I went to get another drink.

On the way, I ran into Josh. I smiled and yelled over the music

"Hey Joshyyyyyyyyy." I laughed at myself, letting the alcohol take over me. He looked over and smiled, pulling me into a hug. "What are youuuuuuuu doing hereeeeeeee?!?!?!?!" I slurred. He laughed and said,

"I'm here with a few mates."

"Really? Meee toooooooo!"

He laughed at that and before he could say anything, I said,

"Joshy let's dance!" I pulled him to the dance floor and let loose, dancing next him, getting probaby to close. But, YOLO. We danced for so long and during 'We Found Love" I felt a pair or lips on mine. Josh was kissing, and I kissed back. I knew this wasn't right, to do this to Jack, but hey, I was drunk.

And I know this isn't right, and it doesn't feel right either, but for reason, that remained a mystery to me, I couldn't pull away. And it really hurt. Not only me, cause Josh was rough, but I was cheating. On the guy that I loved with all my heart. If, he ever finds out, he's gonna leave me. 

Leave me.

That's when I pulled away, stumbling a bit. I stared at him in shock and dibelif. he stared back the exact same way.

"Josh, I have to go." I said quickly, turing and running out the door, crying. And how perfect, it was cold and raining. Tears streaming down my face, I began the walk home. I walked, until I slipped in a puddle. I went tumbling down, the heel on my shoe breaking off. I had a cut on my leg, and I hit my head. I cried more as the blood poured from my cut. When I found the strength to stand, I took off my shoes, and walked through the puddles. 

I got to my dorm, my leg covered in blood, and the rest of me drenched in tears and rain water. I made my way to my room, throwing my brolen shoes in the trash, stripping out of my dress, and putting on clean under garnments. I pulled on some lu lu lemon yoga pants, and a grey softball hoodie, going inot the bathroom to clean off the five inch cut on my leg.

I finally went back to my room and looked at my phone. 

The screen saver was me and Jack, Jack kissing me on the cheek. I looked at the picture, and let a tear fall down my face as I realized what a mistake I had made.