Ariel's POV
"Adam."
He stops abruptly on the first step as if not expecting me to speak. Me myself, wasn't expecting to speak either.
He walks backwards, turns himself around and then looks at me as if urging me to continue.
"Can we talk?" I say fiddling with my fingers on my lap.
"Alright. Talk." He says rather rudely.
He begins walking to the kitchen with me trying to keep up with him.
"Well, let's talk about what has..." He pours himself water. "...been going on these.." He drinks it. "...past couple of days...." He begins walking away.
I can continue ranting about nothing important, beating around the bush while trying to keep up with him until I can't take it anymore.
"Stop!" I shout louder than expected which causes him to stop with his back still facing me. "Now I don't know who you think you're giving this attitude to but when I'm talking, you stop, wait and listen to me!" I shout once again pointing my index finger to his back.
He pauses for a moment before looking at the side and slowly turning my way.
"Now." I continue. "This needs to stop."
"What?"
"This..." I say pointing between us. "This feud. I want it to stop. I don't know how it started but I want us to end it."
"Ariel, I don't know what you want me to do." He says looking fustrated.
"I want you back!" I say feeling upset. "I-I want you to call me cupcake again. I want us to stay up and watch movies like we used to and joke around!" I say not even realising that tears were coming down my face. I glance up at Adam momentarily and see his expression soften. "I just want things to go back to the way they were. I want my friend back. Please." I say the last part softly.
Before I know it, I break into a full blown sob that I hadn't even realised that Adam was fastly approaching me. He engulfs me in a tight hug while I cry in his chest.
I don't know why I was crying but put yourself in my shoes. I've known Adam for a very long time and we have never fought. So for us to fight over something so petty that I can't even remember what it is, is pretty emotional and upsetting.
"Shh. Don't cry, you know I hate to see you unhappy." He coos in my hair.
"I missed you." I say but it's muffled by his chest.
He lets out that deep chuckle that I've missed which shoots vibrations through my body.
"You have no idea how much I've missed you too." He replies more seriously.
We stand there for what feels like hours. I inhale his scent that I've missed dearly and smile in content.
After another minute, he pulls away and looks down at me and uses the pad of his thumb to wipe away the remaining tears.
"Wanna watch a movie cupcake?"
I smile brightly at the nickname.
"Yeah."
"Come on."
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For the rest of the day, we binged watch shows on Netflix while watching television with my feet draped over Adam. During the shows, I would see Adam sneak peeks at me and just smile but I wouldn't say anything about it.
The door suddenly opened and Libby came in.
"How was school?" I asked with a face full of popcorn.
She jumped slightly and then turned to face me.
"It was-" She stopped herself when she saw Adam sitting there and our current position.
Libby squealed loudly and jumped on me, pulling Adam in for a hug. "Finally you guys are together! Oh my-"
"Whoa, hold up Libby." I laughed. "We're not together. It's just the way it used to be."
Libby looked between us and scoffed before walking away stomping. But not before sending a disapproving look at Adam in which in return Adam just shrugged.
"I'm gonna see what's her problem." I told Adam while laughing.
"Sure." He murmured not looking at me.
I shrug at his response and get up and walk to the stairs.
I push open the door and Libby's on the bed doing what looks like homework.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." She mumbles.
"You know, you're taking this way more serious than it is. If anything, you should be happy that Adam and I made up."
"I am.." She whines. "You made up, now it's time to make out." She shoos me away.
"Libby, you and I both know that Adam doesn't feel that way about me, and I've learned to accept that and if it means him just being my friend, then so be it, as long as things are the way they were." I ramble on.
Libby sighs and smiles at me brightly.
"Okay!" She replies.
That was easier than I thought. Too easy.
"Well I gotta call me mother." I say ignoring my thoughts and walking out the room.
"You can stay here!" She says quickly. "I have to... do something out there anyways." She smiles innocently.
"Okay?" I say unsure by her sudden change in attitude.
She quickly jumps off her bed and runs out the room shutting the door. 'Weirdo'. I think to myself.
I lie on the bed and dial my mom's number before hearing her answer.