Ariana's POV
After we dropped off Zayn, Frankie bombarded me with questions.
"Are you guys going out? Do you like him? Did he kiss you?"
"No. Yes, but not like that. And yes a very brotherly kiss on the forehead like all the other times."
"Other times?"
"Yeah, he does that. Because he's like my brother like you. But he'll never beat my big pipsqueak brother." I said patting his shoulder.
"Well that's nice."
The drive home was just like the ride to Zayn's house. When we got home I got a text from Zayn.
"Good night Sissy!"
"Night Broskie, again!"
"Lol :)"
"Love u Zaynie <3"
"Love u Awiana ;)"
After our 'love session' I hung up and began sleeping.
What a day.
Harry's POV
Today I woke up and I felt a tad bit better. I feel like Zayn is taking my spot in Ariana's heart. I got dressed and went down. I kissed my Mom goodbye and got in the car with Gemma.
I guess I thought too hard.
"What's wrong Haz?"
"Nothing."
"It's her isn't it?"
"How'd you know?"
"Your my brother idiot. I sense it."
I stayed quiet, knowing she'd come with that follow up question.
"What did you do?"
There you go ladies and gentlemen.
"I don't want to talk about it."
"It's okay, well talk about it later."
"Bye Gem."
"Bye Hazza."
I walked down the hall and I saw Zayn and Ariana together. Hell, they probably are together. I walked by them. Ariana didn't look at me. Zayn just hugged her.
That should've been me. And it really hurt when he did that.
I got to my class and I saw Ariana walk in and sit at her normal seat in the back.
"Ariana please move back to your original seat, we have a project to do." Mr. Gurkin said.
She sighed and moved next to me. I gave up on trying to apologize. I just disliked her now. I didn't want any strings attached.
"Okay class we are doing a project on the famous play Romeo and Juliet." Of course. Thanks Mr. Gurkin. Screw English.
"You guys are going to be doing different scenes and I'll be assigning them to you. If you don't like your scene or your partner, do not complain to me. Unless you want to fail this class."
"Okay Hailey and Rodrick you have the death scene. Stella and Zack you have the poison scene. Ariana and Harry you have the kissing scene." I froze.
Everyone whistled in that flirty tone. Damn you Mr. Gurkin. Damn you!
Ariana didn't look at me or anyone. She laid her head down as Mr. Gurkin gave everyone else their scenes to act out.
I tapped on her shoulder.
"Ari, we have to discuss our project."
"Don't touch me. Don't call me 'Ari'. Only my friends call me that."
"Okay, Ariana, we need to discuss our scene."
"Why don't we just practice individually and then on the last day we'll run lines and figure everything out."
"No. We have to be in character."
"As you can see, I don't wanna do that."
"Well then if you want to fail."
"I don't care I just wanna go home."
"Why don't you just get Zayn to come and take you home?"
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me!"
"At least I'm not a fucking idiot like you!"
"I'm glad to be a fucking idiot! It's better than being a slut like you! Always jumping around to different guys!"
The room was quiet. Ariana looked at me and all I saw was hurt. Right then, I regretted the words that came out my mouth.
Before I knew it, she ran out. I heard her crying.
She was right. I am a fucking idiot.
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