Lovesick.

XXV. Chillin' With My Bitches

ARIANA'S POV

Justin reaches my dorm room, and knocks on the door. He still refuses to put me down, but he doesn't seem to be struggling to carry me. The door swings open, and all the girls are revealed inside.

"Hey, girls." Justin sends them a smile, which they reciprocate, raising their eyebrows at me.

He sets me down on my bed, and leans down to press a kiss on my cheek.

"Thanks, J." I tell him, and he waves goodbye before going out the door.

"See? She already knows that she's gonna lose the bet, so she's already started getting cozy with Justin." Taylor brags triumphantly.

"Sike, bitch. Some guy hit me with a football in the head, so Justin wanted to make sure I was okay. I tried to get him to put me down, but he insisted on carrying me." I explain to them.

"I don't believe that." Nicki shakes her head.

"Then what do you think happened?" Meghan asked her.

"I think that her legs got sore from having to spread 'em for Justin, so he thought he would be nice and carry her here." She explains.

I give her a look of disgust. "No! And my legs wouldn't be sore from that 'cause I'm flexible."

"Damn, don't start bragging about how you can twerk while in the splits now." Iggy teases, and I giggle.

"I can't twerk to save my life. Miley said she can teach me how to make my ass clap."

"Please, you've got the biggest ass on campus sitting right next to you." Nicki says, throwing her arm over my shoulders.

"Show her, Nicki!" Taylor urges.

"Yeah, get it!" Meghan claps for her, and we all start cheering her on. That's just what we do.

"Well, if you insist." She gives in, and stands up.

We all hoot and holler as she starts dancing. She shakes her ass to and fro. Once she's tired she sits down.

"Now, young grasshopper, it is your turn." She gestures to me, and I stand up.

I bend over, laughing at my own expense, as I attempt to twerk.

"Ari, honey, the only thing moving is your back." Iggy tells me, and we all crack up.

"Well, there is one thing I can do." I tell them, sliding down into the splits.

"Yas, werk!" They all chant, and I wink playfully before bursting into a fit of giggles.

"Damn." Someone says behind me, and I turn to see Harry in the doorway.

I quickly spring up onto my feet. "Why are you here?"

"We have that project for art that we have to work on, but I'm glad I came." He explains, giving me a look up and down.

"This just got real interesting real fast."Jessie mutters to Nicki, who hums in agreement.

"I can't work on it now, maybe tomorrow?" I offer.

"Sure. But damn, I knew you were flexible, but seeing it up close is like....damn." He bites his lip at me, and I know he's doing it just to get me all hot and bothered. Fuck, it's working.

"You caught me off guard." I confess.

He smirks. "I'll have to do that more often then. Next time I see you do that, I hope it's when you're straddling me. And we're not wearing clothes. Ladies...."