I rolled my eyes at his disbelief. "Go find your friends, dummy. I'm sure someone like you wouldn't have trouble finding them. If you ever need me, just ask one of them," I instructed him as I pointed to some random girl who sat near the corner of the room.The boy quickly scurried over to the girl who I pointed out and greeted her happily. She seemed quite taken aback by his sudden appearance, but nevertheless she greeted him with a smile. I could see that they seemed friendly, which made me feel slightly happy that he had a friend. I mean, I knew that she had a lot of friends, but I never thought that they would be that close.I then turned around and continued walking through the library, making my way towards the counter. As I approached it, I noticed that a few customers had already arrived, including Ariana and her brother.I quickly slid into one of the empty seats next to Taylor, as she quickly glanced over at me and offered me a small smile. I returned her smile before turni
I let out a laugh at the thought of Tyler being angry. I mean, he probably didn't want to show his jealousy in front of me, although I highly doubted that he was jealous. Still, I couldn't help but feel extremely happy."I'M HOME!" I heard my father call out."Coming!" I called back, turning towards Taylor, who was already standing up. "You better go check if he's really home or not," I added, giggling.Irish smirked. "Don't worry, I doubt that he's going anywhere. It seems like he wants to spend all his time with us today.""Then let's hurry," I urged her.She nodded her head and quickly hurried up the stairs. I followed closely behind, watching as she walked into her bedroom. I heard some noises coming from the bathroom before Irish emerged and stared at me. "You're really persistent, aren't you?" she asked in amusement. "Come in," she ordered with a hint of laughter in her voice.I smiled sheepishly as I entered her room. Although she had warned me multiple times about doing thing
She let out a soft chuckle before leaning forwards and wrapping her arms around my neck. Just as we were about to deepen our kiss, we heard footsteps echoing throughout the hallway. Both of us broke away from one another, and I heard her father calling out to us. Ariana quickly straightened herself up and cleared her throat as she reached down to grab her backpack off the floor. "I need to go," she said apologetically. "Dad wants to talk to me.""Okay," I replied in response as I watched her walk towards the doorway. I quickly ran after her and grabbed onto her wrist. She froze momentarily, and turned around to look at me questioningly."Will I see you tomorrow, then?" I asked curiously."Of course," she grinned as she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tightly. "You know where to find me." Then she proceeded to give me a quick peck on the cheek before rushing out of the room.I stared blankly as she walked away. I was left completely dumbfounded by what had just happened. A m
Ariana hesitated for a few seconds before taking a deep breath. "When I first met you, I thought that you were very beautiful," she uttered. "I was drawn to you from day one. Every time that we spoke, or hung out together, or even just saw one another in passing at school, I couldn't stop staring at you. Everything about you fascinated me," she continued, her voice becoming quieter with every word that she spoke. "The way you smiled, the way you talked, the way that you laughed, the way that you blushed, the way that you held onto yourself as if you were scared of everyone else, the way that you always stood up for others... you were perfect, in every single way."My heart skipped a beat as I listened to Irish continue speaking. Her confession caused me to feel incredibly overwhelmed. I had no idea that Irish felt anything like this for me. Did she really love me that much? Is this the reason why she was acting so strangely towards me? Was she afraid that I would reject her for being
She let out a soft sigh as she shifted slightly in her seat. "You don't have to say that. You don't owe me anything for forgiving you, okay?""Yeah..." I trailed off as I gazed downwards, allowing the silence to settle once again amongst us.The clock on the wall ticked loudly throughout the room, causing us to become momentarily distracted from the conversation at hand as we stared at it, listening to the steady ticking sound as it seemed to echo throughout the otherwise silent room. It wasn't until several seconds passed that we snapped out of our thoughts and glanced back up at one another. She gave me an almost apologetic smile as she reached her hand outwards, intertwining it with mine once again."How long has it been since the accident?" She asked softly, averting her gaze to stare at our interlocked fingers."Almost ten months. It's almost been nine, now, actually," I answered, my throat beginning to tighten slightly at the mention of my parents."Have you heard anything from
Eventually, we both decided that it was getting late. I stood up from my chair and stretched out before reaching for the door handle. Ariana followed suit, standing up from her own chair. Once the two of us were standing, we made our way through the doorway of the bedroom and towards the staircase, heading downstairs towards the front door.As we emerged from the staircase, we walked across the living room to the side hallway that led to the kitchen. I opened the front door as Ariana stepped outside, closing it behind her after I had exited. I turned to face her once I was completely outside, waiting for her by the door."Hey," I said casually.She gave me a brief, weak smile. "Hey.""Are you ready to go?""Um... yeah," she murmured softly as she lowered her head slightly. "Do you want to go?""Nah. Let's stay out here a little bit longer. We've got all night."After we had spent quite a lot of time outside, the sun had finally begun to dip below the horizon and the sky had darkened
"Let's go," I murmured as I placed my hand into the pocket where I had stashed my phone before making my way back inside through the open doorway, she close behind me."How are you doing?" I asked as we slowly made our way across the living room."I'm okay," she responded softly."Really?" I questioned her curiously.She nodded her head as she stared forward, watching her feet drag against the floor. "I've been dealing with everything really well. Everything is still pretty much going as planned. I think we're getting somewhere at this point."I smiled slightly as we continued our journey, neither of us saying anything more for a while.Once we arrived back at the living room, she moved aside and sat back on the couch, letting her legs dangle off of the arm rest. I did the same thing and sat down on the carpeted floor. After a few moments, we remained silent. My eyes flickered around the room, taking in every detail and committing each one to memory. When I finally stopped staring at
When Irish realized that I wasn't going to continue our previous conversation, she simply smiled softly at me before placing her left arm on top of my shoulders and leaning her head against my shoulder.We both remained quiet for several seconds before I finally spoke, breaking the comfortable silence between us once again. "Why are you crying?"Her eyes widened as she pulled back from me and stared blankly ahead of her at the wall."Oh, that..." She sniffled quietly in response, wiping her tears from underneath her glasses. "I don't know. I think I'm just tired, I suppose. It's kind of hard to explain. I just got emotional, I guess."I gazed upon her tear stained face, noticing that it looked somewhat pained, as if she had been holding herself together for a while. Her eyes were red rimmed and swollen, and she appeared to be breathing heavily with every intake of breath. She glanced at me again. I offered her a small smile in response before reaching over and placing my hand on top