you're a dream ~ ariana x you

Ten

It had been over two weeks since Ariana and I declared we were "officially" together. My grades were what I expected to be the outcome of my behavior and track was running smoothly as I was in the process of emailing a few coaches from different schools.

Life was good.

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"Hurry up and text her" Lauren whined, "Were going to be late for school"

"Who cares. Let her take her time" I rest my chin on the palm of my hand and admire the view I was exposed to. I watched as Ariana walked towards our car from a distance.

"Get a grip y/n" I could feel Lauren roll her eyes, "Besides, aren't you afraid your little transcript will be ruined by a tardy?"

"I don't care anything about" I look out the window - still in a trance. "She's the only person that matters"

"Uhhm, rude" Lauren takes a bite of her muffin, "I take offense to that. She isn't all that special"

"Shhhh" I turn to face her and lightly punch her shoulder, "Be quiet, she's coming"

Lauren rolls her eyes once again, this time taking a bigger bite out of her muffin. "Gag me with a spoon"

As soon as Ariana reaches the car, the two grow silent.

"Hey" Ariana mutters while taking a seat, "Good morning cutie" She extends her arm over to reach my shoulder and gently squeezes it.

I turn around to face her and peck her on the lips. "Good morning"

It was evident she hadn't gotten much sleep the night before as her under eyes appeared to have more than 2 layers of concealer.

"Are you tired?" I ask, still facing her.

"I'm exhausted" She pouts her bottom lip like a child, "I stayed up until 3 in the morning"

"Ew were you masturbating, thinking about y/n?" Lauren asks jokingly.

"Fuck Lauren" I punch her in the shoulder, "Are you serious right now?"

We begin to bicker for a moment as I try my best to explain to Lauren how her behavior was beyond unacceptable. Ariana sits back and watches the show we put on at 7 o'clock in the morning.

"If I were anyone else, you would've gotten your ass handed to you" I exclaim, "You can't say stuff like that"

"Oh my god" Lauren rolls her eyes, "Will you relax? It was just a joke"

"N-no, I'm not gonna 'relax'. I want you to understand that only a deranged lunatic would think the way you do"

"And I want you to understand that only a hypersensitive freak thinks the way you d-"

"Holy shit, are you guys done?!" Ariana yells, now impatient.

"S-sorry" Lauren and I say in unison when we realize we'd gotten ahead of ourselves. "Why'd you stay up so late babe?" I ask, my attention now on her.

"Chemistry test" She groans.

"I hate Chemistry with a passion" Lauren chimes in, her focus still on the road. "Miller right? He's the worst"

"And on top of it, he assigned us a load of homework all due on the same day"

"You're gonna be fine" I assure her, although I couldn't be too sure myself as the teacher was known for creating difficult tests. "Don't stress it. When do you take your test?"

"It's my last class" Ariana's face was now buried in her hands, "And I'm nowhere near ready"

"Wait, isn't Derek really good at Chemistry?" Lauren turns to face me, stopping the car as we approach a red light. "Yeah" She answers her own question, "Derek's amazing at it, he could totally help you Ariana"