Away From Us

Chapter 22: Aria's Crush

"Oh you're so sweet."

"Aww."

"Well I'm not the only cute one am I?" Aria lastly gushed. Her cellphone was pressed to her ear while she was twirling some chunks of her hair around her finger.

I rolled my eyes at her stupid flirting and continued to eavesdrop. I was sure she was talking to that Justin guy mentioning she was blushing and nervously talking.

Oh did I mention her squeaky voice when she blushes?

I shook my head. I wanted to meet that guy. I wanted to see if he was good enough for Aria or if he was just playing. I have a good habit of detecting whether the person in front of me was good or not. Because if he indeed was playing, I'd shave his head and take his tiny balls off.

Oh well nobody tries to play with my best friend.

"Oh yeah we should totally meet." She waved her hand around.

I narrowed my eyes.

"I don't really know if you can come over, it's just that my brothers are, yeah you know." She trailed off.

I quietly snorted.

Alex.

"Yeah yeah that sounds good! Okay see you later." She closed her phone sighing, a small smile creeping on her lips.

I crossed my arms over my chest. Walking into the living room and leaning against the wall.

She snapped her eyes towards me, looking startled by me standing there. Before I could say anything she gestured to me with her hands in frustration. "I'll get you to meet him Myrna, for god's sake. Just let me get to know him better."

"Good." I smiled in victory, sitting next to her as she rolled her eyes.

We sat quite after that and watched a movie which was displaying on the Television.

"You know homecoming is after two weeks and then the winter break starts." Aria chirped after some moments of silence.

"Who said I'm going?"

She looked at me giving me a duh look.

"Seriously I'm not."

"You don't have a choice, we're going dress shopping and we're finding you a date."

I rolled my eyes. "Take Justin as your date and leave me alone."

She blurted out a small giggle. "I was considering taking him."

I pursed my lips maintaining myself from slapping her. She was a pain in the ass. But I really did not want to go.

What if Elliot attends it? How should I face him? What if he takes a hot girl and never talk to me again? What if they kiss?

He surely then wouldn't think of it as a mistake.

I shut my eyes fighting the tears that I knew are soon to come. I swallowed, trying to shrug all those thoughts away. Whenever I let myself swoon onto thinking of it, I remembered his words, I saw his face. It pained me. It was all too much.

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I looked by the window, it wasn't raining but it was a bit cloudy with cold breezes of air.