The Connection(Slowly Editing!)

Love Sick

It's been about a week since Ian had dropped off Ariana at her place and other than seeing her in class she's been a ghost ever since she and Trey became official. They still had a little more work to do and the project and Ariana keeps blowing him over.

"Hey," a fimiliar voice chriped.

Groaning internally and rolling his eyes Ian slammed his locker shut.

"What?" Ian snapped as he faced Giselle for the billionth time today.

A flash of hurt came across her ace but she quickly covered it up.

"Just wanted to talk," she smiled weakly.

"About?" Ian asked as he started journeying to his next class.

"Us...," she mumbled covering her face with her strawberry blonde hair.

Ian abruptly stopped and turned around quickly snapped her chin up for her to look at how serious he is.

"For the last and final fucking time. I want absolutely NOTHING to do with you. You thought you could treat me like your slave well you were wrong! I'm not coming back to you! Move the fuck on! There are plenty of guys who want you. I'm not one of them anymore!" Ian grouched.

"But...I don't want those other guys I want you!" Giselle whined, wanting everyone to hear and see this discussion so she can get some type of pity from them.

Ian catching on to what she was trying to do rolled his eyes and walked away.

"I won't be ignored!" she cried out dramatically.

"Oh shut up!" Ian scoffed loud enough for her to hear.

"Ugh!!!" she huffed loudly as she stomped away from the crowd she had created, embaressed.

As he walked to his next class he couldn't help that feeling he still couldn't describe when he saw Ariana and Trey hand in hand walking into the classroom.

Brotherly Protectiveness?

Jelousy?

Or just plain losing his mind.

He didn't know, he felt...numb as if something wad trying to tell him to rip Trey limb from limb and runaway with Ariana. But he ignored it....maybe his hormones weren't exactly controlled like he thought....

Shaking his head on the matter he quickly raced to the class before he was late.

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"Ana!" Ian called as he saw her on the lunch with her friends.

"Hey Ian what's up?" Ariana asked as she slid her tray down the line.

"I wanted to know if we were going to finish up our project sometime this week? I really just want it over with," Ian asked already trying to hold in a frown practically knowing she'd blow off the project again.

"Uhh....sorry Ian. I made plans with Trey again this week. I completely forgot about the project when I accpeted," Ariana apolgized hoping Ian would let it go.

"It's been a week. The 2 months ends in two weeks. We still have alot to do and I'm not going to do it by myself," Ian scowled at Ariana as he shoved his hands in his pockets.

"We can just work on it next week," Ariana suggested.

Ian snorted, as she finally got off of the line. He grabbed her tray and started dragging her out of the luchroom.

"Excuse me, I'm gonna curse out you're suddenly love sick friend," Ian smiled sarcastically.

"Damn it Ian let go!" Ariana hissed as they leeft the luunchroom doors.