MEANT TO BE | DJS

XVIII

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

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Ariana woke up and grabbed her phone from the nightstand to check the time. 6:03 AM.

She put her phone down and faced Daniel. She admired the small freckles around his nose and under his eyes bags, along with his long eyelashes.

Ariana smiled then stroked his hair.

All of a sudden something grabbed a hold of her waist. Daniel's eyes open then smiled at me.

"Did you have a nice sleep?"

"It wasn't that bad,"

 Ariana sat up covering herself with the sheets "ok Seavey wheres my clothes? you promised you'd give it to me in the morning"

"fine"

He stood up and bent over,

My suitcase was under his bed.  

How dumb could I be?

He grabbed a shirt and pants handed them to her.

"Here, you should wear this"

A black crop top, with blue boot jeans.

Ariana grabbed a new pair of undergarments and got up and went into his closet to change.

Ariana came out to find Daniel matching outfits.

Ariana sighed "well isn't this just great"

"It sure is".

"You ready to get out?"

"Yeah, I just almost forgot my phone".

She ran to the table stand and grabbed it. 

"Ok, let's go"

Daniel opened the door and excused himself. He just walked out. Not waiting for Ariana. Unlike Zach. But Ariana wasn't surprised

She walked into the bathroom for and did her morning routine.

Ariana walked out as Daniel walked in to do his morning routine.

"Hey Ari can you wait for me?"

Bitchass leaves me in his room not even opening the door for me but tells me to wait for him. The nerve

"Sure, why not"

For stood there for 5 minutes scrolling through her news feed. She felt someone grab a hold of my waist, 

Ariana slapped his hands "Daniel stop"

"Ouch, did you just mix me up with Daniel?"

Ariana turned around and saw Zach.

"Oh Zach, I'm sorry thought you were Daniel"

"It's alright princess, just don't do it again"

He pecked her cheeks then the two walked downstairs.

Leaving an angry Daniel in the bathroom.

author's note

short chapter sorry. xoxo,, i should really stop writing notes for you guys to read. i'm not entertaining at all. 

— love, m