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Well,There's No Where Else

ARIANNAS POV

As soon as I closed the door, I sprinted. It was like my legs were controlling me, but I didn't mind as long as they led me far away. My heart beat increased as I ran. If it was a race I would've beaten Usain Bolt for sure! Then it hit me. Where was I going? Clara's house is too far away. I have no other friends really...Connor. He was the only one left. Well, there's no where else.

CONNORS POV

I felt empty once again. Arianna had left half an hour ago and I hadn't gotten over it. My cravings for her have definitely grown stronger. I'm pretty convinced that right now I could kill brad just so Arianna could cry on my shoulder. I could hold her then, but I'd go to jail. To he honest, I don't think id mind if I got to hold Arianna for a day...

KNOCK KNOCK! My obsessive thoughts were stopped when someone knocked on my door. "Connor! Connor, let me in please!" It was Arianna... Yes.
I was at the door in a flash. When I opened it there was Ariannas tear stained face. Oh no. "Ari what happened?" I said taking her hand and leading her to my living room. She just sobbed for a few seconds before gaining ksne confidence to speak. "Well, brad got angry at me..."she mumbled then sobbed again. "W-w-why?" I stuttered feeling so bad for her. "Because you were acting all strange today. You were ignoring brad and practically drooling over me..why were you doing that?" She asked me. What was I gonna say? I had to just tell her. Or maybe not? Maybe I don't even need to say any words? Before I realised what I had done, my lips were on hers. For a few moments she didn't do anything, probably from the shock. I knew she'd respond in a few seconds. It wasn't the response I wanted though. She pulled away and smacked straight across the face! Ouch! She needs to cut her nails! Her beautifully painted nails...oh stop it connor! You even fantasise about her when she's mean to you! Goodness I'm in deep... Arianna got up and screamed "what the heck?!" Before I could respond, she as out of the door... Nice one Connor...nice one..

ARIANNAS POV

I was running once again, my legs were gonna be sore tomorrow. I couldn't go to connors or go back home to brad, guess id have to run all the way to Clara house..my poor legs.