If you forget | Zariel/Meston

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Mario's P.O.V.(Meston included in this fic) (you're welcome) (also this fits with some current events going on aka the picture this was on Joey's Twitter:((( a bit of a spoiler but crying while writing this because of that lol bye I'll just die)

I don't actually know if I really want to help Zach get his memory back at this point. I don't really think he deserves Ariel anymore.

She texted me yesterday morning, saying that "Yesterday (now two days ago) was one of the best days of my life, but Zach thinks Ari is cute😞" So I didn't know what to say, really. I felt bad, but at the same time, I couldn't trash Zach to her. I couldn't just say something like "he's a jerk," or some dumb thing.

We're friends, and everyone knows he's not a jerk. He's just lost his memory. He forgot how he used to be towards Ariel.

I want him to remember. I really sincerely do. Evidently though, I also want Ariel. She's absolutely adorable and she's one of my best friends already, so it wouldn't be that hard to take that up a level.

Is it just me or did it just get really hot in here?

No, Ariel isn't in here. It can't get hot. She makes every room she walks into instantly hotter. And, if anything, I drain the mood from the room. I can't think straight anymore. I like Zach, and he's a great friend of mine, but I can't stand to see Ariel like this, and I know I can make her so happy.

Problem is, I'm the only one that knows.

And I'm pretty sure everyone already knows.

And I know she likes Zach, and she doesn't like me back.

And, there's probably another and, but you know. I can't come to terms thinking of one right now.

OH, and no one ships us.

But you know what they do ship?

Meston.

I mean, don't get me wrong, I know it's a joke, but I used to not take it as one. I liked Weston as more than a friend, but, you know. "No homo," right?

That's the dumbest fucking joke I've ever heard. What if there's homo? Why would that even be a problem? I didn't know it could be. Shawn Mendes has it right. Your sexuality shouldn't define the way people like you or your content.

If you're funny, you're funny. If you're straight and you're funny, you're still funny. If you're gay and you're funny, you're. Still. Funny.

Funny is funny, no matter the sexuality.

A feeling is a feeling, no matter the sexuality.

(I don't even fucking know if that makes sense but okay I'm still going with it point proven)

Now, my feelings for Weston have changed. I'm still bi, but Ariel is the only person that knows. She's the only person that knew in the first place because Weston is the only other person that I trust with that stuff. But, obviously, I can't tell him about it. I'll be rejected like I always am, girl or guy.

I just wish someone would love me.

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Zach showed up around 3:00, and we both went out in my backyard. We'd decided that Golf in my yard would be too risky, so we were playing soccer. Then out of nowhere, my phone buzzed and started playing the Mario bro's theme song. "Cliché, Mario, but clever." Zach snickered.

It was Ariel. I slid the button to answer and put it on speaker phone. "Yello," I answered. "It's ya boys Zach and Mario here, what's up?"

"Guys, Joey and Loren broke it off, and she keeps telling me she's okay but I know she isn't. Mario, you up for a sleepover?"