Mute

4) Speak, Ariel

Max's P.O.V.

  “Speak." I begged. Ariel shook her head. “Ariel, please?" I asked. She shook her head again. I hugged her, and she hugged back. She let out a little whimper, and pulled away. She rubbed her arms, as if she was cold. “Are you cold?" I asked. Ariel nodded. I took my leather jacket off, and put it on her. She looked up at me, her eyes wide as she began to take it off, but I shook my head. “Keep it." I put my hand on her shoulder. She smiled, and laid her down her head on my shoulder. We stayed silent. “Thanks." Ariel whispered.

  I pulled away, and looked down at her. She didn't look at me. When I turned away, I felt her look at me. This game? I smiled, and looked down at her. We made eyes contact. I stared into her ice blue eyes, and I stared into her eyes. “Max! Ariel! Coming in? About to go!" Ryan called. Ariel ran towards the door, and smiled. I ran after her, and laughed. Once we got into the main room, I gently tackled her down. Ariel screamed and laughed at the same time... a scraugh? I laughed as I continued to tickle her.

  Somebody jumped on my back and we both fell to the ground. “Riot!" I yelled, grabbing her ankle. Riot giggled and tried to pull away. I groaned as somebody sat on me. “Done?" Ronnie asked. I shook my head, and rolled to the left. He fell on his ass, and everyone busted out laughing. I stood up, and tackled Ariel again. She pulled down on my shirt, and we were so close to each other. Ariel blushed, but didn't turn away. I smiled, and leaned in a little closer. “Max." Jacky cleared his throat.