Somebody Special (An Avan Jogia and Ariana Grande Story)

Chapter 2

Avan's POV

She actually accepted that? I can't even believe it. I was going on a date with Ariana. I know I didn't act like it but I've always had a crush on her, and I want to be that cool rebel guy that doesn't care about anything or anyone, so I never told her. It would ruin my reputation. But maybe this year, our last year of high school was the time for me to come out of my comfort zone and tell her how I really felt. I want to have a future with her honestly.

But I'm pretty sure that will never happen because she's ignored me since the day we met in 4th grade. The first day of school, I saw her, she was a small, pixie like girl that had bright red hair, which I've never seen before, and she had a pink polka dotted cupcake dress on with, light pink tights, and white flats. Her pink hello kitty backpack was so cute, no I'm not gay, I mean come on. That day, she said,

"Hey, My name's Ariana, I'm new around here."

She had the brightest smile plastered to her face. I couldn't help but smile back, but quickly walked away to avoid people look at me talking to her, I felt terrible. This year was the year for redemption. The year to prove that I really did love her, and I wanted to be with her. I couldn't let someone else beat me to her heart, I just couldn't let it happen. Not at all. Class was over and I wanted to walk her to next period so bad, but I knew she wouldn't let me so I just kept walking to my next class.

I sat there in class thinking about her the whole time. I was so concentrated on her that I wrote her name all over my history notes, it was a very bad habit of mine to write whatever I was thinking about. Mr. Rolonski walked over, and I quickly flipped the page, and wrote down the rest of the information that was written on the board,

"Keep up the good work Avan."

I flashed a smirk at him, and turned back the page with Ariana's name written everywhere on the page. I couldn't get her out of my head. Then I got a text,

Hey It's Ariana.

My heart sank, and my stomach filled with butterflies. I didn't know if should respond or not, so I just sat there for a few minutes and then replied,

Hi...

Why such a long wait, you did want me to text you right?

Uhhhh, yeah...

So here I am texting you!

Sorry..

Its ok, what class are you in?

History. :C

haha sucks for you ;) i'm in art<3

lucky -__-

:-) I'll see you free period.

Uhhh, ok, bye

I just made a complete fool of myself within two minutes, oh my god. I shouldn't be alive. I saved her number to my phone and went on with class. I wanted class to go on for a long time because I didn't want to go to free period yet, I didn't want to face her. I couldn't do it, not yet. I wasn't ready, or maybe I was. Who knew?

Ariana's POV

This was really bad. Not only did I agree to go on a date with Avan but I was starting to develop feelings for him. I had never been attracted to his type at all and now all of a sudden I'm falling head over heels for him. In the 9 years that I've known him I never thought that I'd ever fall for him, or befriend him because his attitude towards certain groups of people. I never really paid much attention to him anyways.

The bell rang and free period was now in session. Well for the seniors anyways. This was the time we could go to the gym, the library, the cafeteria, or any classroom that didn't have classes in session. I chose to meet him in Mrs. Scalice's art room. He texted me,

Where am I meeting you...

Scalice's room

Ok be there in 2

I smiled at his name popping up on my screen. I sat there on one of the art tables waiting for him. Then he walked into the room and I my heart started to pound in my chest, and butterflies started to swarm around my tummy and suddenly I was really nervous and hid and sat down behind the filing cabinet. I could hear his footsteps get closer and then I heard his voice,

"Ariana?"

"No, I'm not in here."

He started to laugh, and then he said,

"I know it's you Ari. You can stop hiding."

"Don't come near me!"

He walked over to me and grabbed my hand, and smiled at me. I just avoided his gaze and stared at the floor.

"Why are you hiding from me?"

"I wasn't."

He obviously knew that I was lying. He tilted my chin up and asked me the same question. I paused and then went to answer the question. Suddenly, our noses were touching, and he was an inch from my lips. I pulled away quickly, and left the room.