Lovesick.

XXX. An Angel's Wicked Schemes

ARIANA'S POV

I wing the end of my eyeliner as a knock on the door is heard. Finished with my makeup, I walk over to the door.

"You expecting someone?" Nicki inquires as she pulls a shirt over her head.

"Yep." I reply shortly before opening the door to reveal Justin.

"Hey, J." I smile at him, pulling him into a hug.

"Hey," He grins. "You ready to go?"

I nod.

"Alright. See ya around, Nicki." He acknowledges her, and she waves at him. He walks out first, and I turn back to see Nicki's raised eyebrow.

"He's just walking me to my first class." I ease her suggestive mind, knowing where it could lead her.

"All I'm saying is first he's walking you to class, next thing you know he's walking into your vagina." She shrugs.

"That sounds painful, and you're delusional." I dismiss her comment with the wave of a hand, and close the door behind me. I turn and look at Justin. "You didn't hear that, did you?"

"Hear what?" He comes back to reality, looking up from his phone, and I thank the heavens.

"Nothing. Let's just go."

We stroll out of the dorm building, and walk towards the main part of the campus. I see Zayn walking alone, and I fight the urge to go up to him. He's been ignoring me ever since his fight with Harry, and it irks me. I mean, he made it seem like he didn't really care what Harry thought, but now he just steers clear of me because Harry told him to.

I'm not saying we were friends, but to know that he just disconnected from me due to Harry's orders, it's sad.

"Sound good to you?" Justin asks.

I shudder as I'm brought back to reality. "Sorry, what?"

He takes my sudden chills as a sign of me being cold, and puts his arm over my shoulders. "I was saying that we should make up for that date you ditched me on. If you want to...."

"Of course, yeah. Sorry about that, it was a rough time." I smile briefly, guilt passing through me.

"Don't sweat it. So, tonight?"

"Tonight sounds perf--"

I'm cut off by a familiar voice behind me. "Wow, look at these lovebirds."

We turn to face Harry, Louis, and Niall. It's strange only seeing three of them. Usually I see all of them or one of them.

"What do you guys want?" Justin questions, and Niall chuckles.

"Look at the damsel in distress and her bodyguard."

"Fuck off." I roll my eyes.

"Watch that mouth." Harry chastises.

"I thought we were good now." I remind him, shrugging Justin's arm off.

"Well, last time we were good, and then you fucked shit up. This time, there's not gonna be any difference in the way I treat you." He shrugs.

"Until your girlfriend finds out and dumps you again." Justin points out, and I signal for him to let me handle it.

"She's not my girlfriend. We're still talking, but I'm single at the moment."

"Y'know what? I'm not gonna play along with this. I'm done with your little games so have fun on your own." I cross my arms over my chest, turning and walking away.