𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

03

"CALUM"

{ ryan's pov }
When I woke up I quickly threw on an old baggy t shirt and shorts and went to search for Zaria.

Where the hell could she be. I though to myself. I couldn't help but kinda worry. She could have gone out. Or she was with one of the boys.

I knocked on Micheal and Calum's dorm. Hoping they were awake enough to to open the door.

"Who is it." A tired voice called out. I instantly knew it was Micheal. His exaggerated obnoxious voice.

"It's Ryan." He opened the door. His hair was very messy. His clothes looked dragged. I could tell he just threw on a shirt. He was still in his underwear. Typical.

I slowly walked into the room and shut the door behind me. I looked over to see Calum and Zaria sitting very close together. That's where she was, with him. It was better than being with Ashton. I thought.

"I need to get ready." Zaria got up grabbed my wrist and took us out of the room. She wanted to talk to me about last night.

"Are gonna explain your little stunt last night?"

"Look rye, I'm sorry I stormed off but I was talking seriously and you were acting childish and I will not tolerate it." She crossed her arms and set a stern face.

I looked down and sat on my bed.

"I'm sorry.." I sighed. I hated apologizing for things I shouldn't have to apologize for. But then again I've been doing that for the last 19 years of my life so hey, what damage does it really do anymore? I just gave up.

"Look, classes start in an hour and I have to get my perfect outfit and put on my Smokey eye. Do you really wanna continue this discussion or help me?" I smiled and grabbed my makeup bag. I threw on a dark blue skirt and a short white crop top with a sweater to fit my small body. I felt scared to wear it. Thinking it was to revealing but Zaria hyped me up, and I felt better. I put some classy heels on. Hoping to look more mature. Even though I probably looked stupid.

We got our bags and headed out. They guys were just heading out to leave to class also. Ashton stopped me before I went any further.

"What are you wearing?" He darted his eyes at mine. He was not approving of my outfit decisions.

"Clothes, duh." I was not in the mood for him to judge my clothes. Again.

"You should not wear that out there. People get crazy."

"Here you go again. Are you saying my clothes are too 'sexual' and revealing."

He stopped and looked away. He lightly shoved me away from him and walked away. I felt upset, he just walked away. If what I said upset him then dang. Sorry for having some confidence in myself.

I entered my first class, literature. I know I said I wanted to be a writer or be in law, so it's like well why did you go to law school then. Well it pains me to say I didn't go, even after being offered a scholarship. Because I wanted to stick with my friends. They were a part of me. And I wasn't letting that go. Until I got an email saying I could still do a law major while being in a different college. Thank god for being in California.

I took a seat close to the back. When I looked behind me met eyes with someone with such a familiar face it pained me to look at it. It was Austin. My ex boyfriend. Now when me and him were together we talked about going to college together and stuff but I didn't think he would actually still go here! I panicked and quickly turned back around in my seat. He didn't look like he recognized me. Which was good, really good.