My Sister's Boyfriend (Currently fixing 03/22/16)

Truth or Dare

I was doing my homework when I barely remembered, it's been a month. A month since Justin proposed to me. And of course, if you were wondering, I still am grounded. Big time. I'm not allowed to do go outside. Unless my parents come along. It literally feels like I'm trapped inside a castle, kinda like Rapunzel. Except for the long hair part. "Did you finish your homework?" Selena opened my bedroom door really hard and interrupted me. One of her favorite hobbies.

"Almost done." I sighed.

"Hurry up, I need you to do the dishes, then fold all the laundry."

"Excuse you, but why me? Mom made you in charge of chores today."

"I can't. I need to go to the library and study." Lies, lies, lies. She hates the library and we all know she hates to read.

"Liar. I know you're going to hang out at your boyfriend's house, maybe to give him head or something."

"Okay, you caught me!" she said so sarcastically. I hate her sarcasm more than I hate her. "You're making my life a living hell. Ever since you tried running away, I have to take care of you. God, Ariana, why are you so stupid? It'd be better if you went to mental institution, where you belong. I'm going out whether you like it or not. If you tell, I might as well tell mom you tried running away again, why would she believe you? You're crazy."

I kept my mouth shut. I'm so done fighting with her everyday. That's all we ever do, fight, fight, fight. She shut the door and left. I looked out my window and saw her getting inside her new boyfriend's car. What did I tell you? I already know her ways.

I woke up and went downstairs to notice no one was home. All by myself, again. Dad's out at work, mom and Selena are probably at church getting tonight's party ready, since it's Valentines' day today. My mom has been a religious freak ever since my "running" away incident. She prays to God I would never try to run away again. She needs to understand I didn't try running away, but I can't tell her the truth. I started to eat cereal, as I was taking selfies. Then.... my phone rang, it was Harry. I was shitting bricks! Not literally. "Uh- hello?" My heart was pounding.

"Ariana! It's been a while since I saw you," he paused and coughed, "I wanna ask you something."

"Please don't tell me you wanna go back out with me." I closed my eyes and crossed my fingers.

"No... NO. N-n-n-n-no... I just wanna ask if I can come over. I just wanna see how you've been. I've heard about the incident, just last week. I meant to call you when I found out, but I lost your phone number." He said. How grand, he deleted my number. "I was going to chat with you on Facebook, but saw that your account is deactivated."

"Yeah, I'm not allowed to have any social media accounts. I'm only allowed to have a phone, just in case something bad happens."

"Ah, I see... so can I come over?"

"Oh! Yeah. Totally."

"Alright, see you in 10 minutes."

I hanged up the phone. I may seem stupid, but I find it cute how he's wondering how I'm doing.

He rang on the door bell and I opened the door. "Ariana!" he hugged me. I haven't seen him smile in a while. Plus, he still smells like heaven. "Happy Valentines' Day."

"Happy Valentines' Day to you, too!"

"So what happened? Did you really try running away? Was it because of me?" So many questions!

I paused and thought for a moment, "Uh, no. I didn't try running away. I was just..." Should I lie to him? Tell him the truth?

"You just...?" I'm just going to tell him. He's not that important to my life anymore. He doesn't care, right?