Lovesick.

XXVI. Me Against The World

ARIANA'S POV

"What?"

"Taylor and Harry were--" Jessie starts to explain again.

I cut her off. "I heard what you said. I just...... What the fuck?"

"Wow, look at the time. I have got to go." Taylor stands up, checking her watch.

"Sit your ass, down and explain this shit." Nicki demands, and she sinks back down on the bed.

"I-I don't understand. You were with me when I first saw him." I search my head for the memory of me seeing Haz.

--Flashback--

"Hey, I heard there are some new transfer students coming to the school." Taylor informs me, holding her hand out for me to grab.

"Oh, cool. Where from?" I ask, letting her hoist me up from the ground. I straighten the cheer bow in my high ponytail, and wipe any grass off my skirt.

"The UK. I think that's their tour group right there." She points to a cluster of confused looking students.

And then, there he was. He didn't look scared, in fact he was laid back. He didn't have a care in the world. Call it cliche, but my knees went weak, and I wobbled in place. I pulled it together, just as he looked over at me.

"Oh, that guy's kind of cute." Taylor comments from beside me.

"He's fucking gorgeous! He's like a greek god; the curls, the eyes. You can tell he has dimples, but he looks like he doesn't smile much." I babble on and on about the intimidatingly beautiful boy walking across campus.

"Woah, calm down. If you want to call dibs on him just say so." She teases me.

"He's not the front seat in your mom's minivan. You don't call dibs on a guy like that." I tell her, not taking my eyes off of him.

A small smirk comes across his face, and I bite my lip to keep in a squeal. He sends me a wink, and I swear, I start having heart palpitations.

"Tay." I call out to her, rapidly smacking her shoulder to catch her attention.

"Yeah?" She replies.

"I think I'm gonna faint." I tell her, and she shakes me by the shoulders, telling me to snap out of it.

"He's not even that good looking." She states carelessly.

I don't hesitate to slap her across the face. "Lying is a sin, Taylor."

"Alright, he's hot. Damn, you hit hard." She pouts, rubbing her red cheek.

--End--

"Yeah, well a few days after that, he came up to me, and started flirting. At first, I was like 'woah, Ari's property', but you didn't call dibs on him." She points out in her defense.

"Because he's a human being! Not some object for my amusement!" I argue. It's ironic that Harry seems to view in the exact opposite way.

"Well, I'm sorry! You didn't call dibs, so I said yes." She admits.

"Did you two.........." I can't even continue my sentence without shuddering. The thought of my own friend getting somewhere with the guy I'm deeply infatuated with is not a pleasant one.

"Would it be a big deal if we did?" She questions.

"Yes! I-I can't go after him now because any time I'm with him, I'll just be thinking about how you were there first! Sorry Christopher Columbus, you didn't discover the new world 'cause Taylor came before you!"