⋆Justin's POV⋆
After the party, I walked home with Ariana to drop her off 'cause Ryan said I had to or I won't be a good 'boyfriend'. After I dropped her off, I kinda ran home. I don't know what Tyler's doing! he could be messing up the house right now.
I unlocked the door and slowly opened it. I stepped in and closed the door behind me. It was... quiet. I walked to the living room and didn't see anyone at all.
"Justin?" a voice said.
Whoever that was, they just scared the fuck outta me. I turned around and it was... mom?
"Mom!" I said, hugging her tight.
"Justin, why weren't you home to take care of your siblings?"
"Because I needed to go somewhere..."
"I told Tyler to go home. Don't do this again"
"You never told me you were coming home anyways. I missed you so much!"
"I missed you too hun. Now, go get ready for bed."
I walked inside my room and just threw myself on my bed. I was so exhausted, I didn't want to move.
But I eventually got up, brushed my teeth and changed.
I turned the light off and went to sleep.
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⋆Ariana's POV⋆
"Who's Dylan?" I asked Karson.
"My ex..."
"And what exactly happened?"
"I need an answer from you first."
"Yeah?"
"Did I really see you hold hands with Justin last night?"
"Yeah." I blushed.
"Aww! so you don't hate him anymore?"
"I guess not"
"That's so cute!"
"Yeah yeah! enough about me! what did Dylan do last night?"
"Well I was walking down the stairs and I was basically heading to the kitchen, when I bumped into him and he ended up stopping me and was like "Karson?" and I was just like... who are you and how do you know my name? so I looked up and it was Dylan. I kinda got scared for a second 'cause you know... he's my ex and-"
"Wait... why did you break up with him?" I interrupted.
"He's such an asshole. He flirted with the girl I hated, just to make me uncomfortable because we had this small fight about something and they ended up making out and I didn't wanna break up with him because I'm scared he'll do something so when I found out I was moving here, I didn't plan on telling him and so we didn't exactly break up but I thought he was over it."
"Over it? it's only been like 2-3 weeks."
"Whatever but isn't it kinda like I'm cheating on someone here because I didn't break up with neither of them and I'm not planning to break up with Luke so..."
"So... break up with Dylan! through a text, he can't punch you. The closest thing is punching you virtually."
"I don't want him knowing my new number though! if I text him, he'll see!"
"Okay... use my phone. I'll block his number after."
"Okay..." she said typing words.
Me: hey Dylan... it's Karson. I'm breaking up with you and I never want to see you again.
"He's not replying" Karson said.
"Just wait a bit. I'll tell you if I get reply. I gotta go to class."
"Okay. Bye"
I walked into class and sat down. the teacher walked in and reminded us about the test on Friday. I barely studied and we have 2 more days. Stupid party yesterday really bothered me.
I heard a notification and everyone looked at me. I waited until they looked away, to pull my phone out.
Dylan: you can't break up with me. I still love you, a lot. Can we talk this through?
Oh shit... Should I wait for Karson to reply or do I reply for her? I should probably leave it alone.
I slipped my phone back into my pocket and wrote down notes from the board.
The notification sound went off again. The teacher stopped and looked at me.
"Sorry" I said.
I took my phone out and looked at the screen.
Dylan: hello?
Damn, that boy can't shut up.
I slipped it back in my pocket.
Then multiple notification sounds went off. Can he stop!?
I took my phone out and quickly switched it to vibration.
He kept spamming me with "Karson are you there?" and "don't ignore me"
I put my phone back in my pocket and looked up. Mrs. Cannes was staring at me... Awkward.
"Phone" she said.
"The sounds will stop, I promise!"
"Phone" she spat.
I put the phone in her hands and rolled my eyes when she wasn't looking. Justin turned around and looked at me with a confused look.
I shrugged and he turned around.
This guy across the room raised up his hand.
"Yes?" Mrs. Cannes said.
"Ariana just rolled her eyes at you"
"Snitch" Justin coughed.
Mrs. Cannes stared at me and I was really uncomfortable. All the students were staring at me.
"Excuse me?" she snapped at me.
"Nothing"
"Did you just roll your eyes at me?"
"Ye-"
"-He's a fucking liar okay." Justin said in annoyance.
"Excuse me?" she spat at Justin.
"He snitches about everything." He spat.
"Not true" Brandon said.
"Shut up" Justin spat.
"From now on, no phones, or electronic devices in this class." She snapped.
"Thanks a lot" people said, throwing crumpled pieces of paper at me.
"Pick the papers back up before I kick your asses" Justin said, not giving eye contact to anyone.
People got up and picked the papers up. Wow... Justin can get anyone to do stuff.
"Watch your mouth mister" Mrs. Cannes said.
It kinda feels good to know that my boyfriend will protect me like that.
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"Class dismissed. And Ariana, I better not hear that phone tomorrow" Mrs. Cannes said, handing me the phone back.
I looked at all the texts and there were dozens! all about how he misses her. Okay... maybe I shouldn't read them and just let Karson read them.
"Who was texting you?" Justin asked.
"Dylan"
"Why?"
"Karson was using my phone earlier and yeah... and thanks" I smiled.
"Whatever" he said, walking away.
I walked to Karson and handed her my phone.
"He spammed me so much, my phone got taken away" I snapped.
"Seriously? why didn't you answer him?"
"'Cause I didn't know what to say."
She read the texts and her face was... I don't know, surprised?
"What?" I said curiously.
"He said that he's coming at lunch. WHAT!? I NEED TO HIDE! I CAN'T TALK TO HIM! HE SAID THAT HE STILL LOVES ME AND ALL THAT SHIT!"
"Go out for lunch then!"
"I HAVE SCIENCE BEFORE LUNCH AND MR. JONES ALWAYS LETS US GO LATE! HES GONNA SEE ME!"
"then I'll take you to the back!"
"That won't work!"
"Why not?"
"Because I don't know what door he's coming from."
"Then I'll check before we leave."
"Okay... but what do I say?"
"I don't know."
I looked at what she was typing.
Me: don't bother coming.
Dylan: why not? I need to talk to you. I'm coming no matter what.
"HE JUST CANT LET ME GO! AM I REALLY THAT IRRESISTIBLE!?"
"you're so weird sometimes" I laughed.
"IM NOT KIDDING!"
"Just talk to him. how hard would it be?"
"HOW HARD WILL IT BE? HAS THIS EVER HAPPENED TO YOU BEFORE!? HOW ARE YOU SO CHILL!?"
"Because he's not my ex, and he's not coming to talk to me. Plus, just tell him you don't love him anymore and chase him away."
"That's so mean though"
"Since when do you care about being nice to people?"
"True... but still!"
"Ditch! we'll be fine"
"Sure, then the plan goes wrong like those stupid movies"
"Okay... but I gotta go to class now."
"See ya"
"Bye"
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⋆Karson's POV⋆
SHIT! THE PERIOD IS ALMOST OVER! I NEED TO GET OUT OF CLASS RIGHT NOW! IM FREAKING OUT!
I raised my hand up quick to make an excuse to leave the room.
"Mr. Jones, can I got to the washroom?" I asked.
"Yeah"
I got up and quickly ran out. 2 more minutes!
Hurry up Ariana... come out of class!
I ran to my locker and grabbed twenty dollars out for lunch. By the time I was done grabbing the money, the bell rang. I waited for Ariana to come and she finally did.
"LETS GO!" I yelled.
"Wait! lemme get my money."
"HURRY UP!"
"okay okay"
She slammed her locker and ran outside.
"FUCK HES RIGHT THERE!" I pointed. I hid at a corner and made Ariana go first.
"That's not him!" she said.
"Oh" I said, stepping out. I looked around me and there wasn't anyone.
"Don't ignore problems" he said.
Where the fuck is he? I nervously turned around and he was right there.
⋆Luke's POV⋆
I was wondering where Karson was because she didn't tell me where she was going. I grabbed my phone out and called her.
"Hello?" she spoke.
"Babe? where are you?"
"Outside" she whispered.
"Why are you outside?"
"Don't worry about me. Bye." she whispered and hung up.
Why the hell is she outside?
I walked outside and saw her with Dylan. Is this what everything is about? Ariana? why is she there?
"Ariana" I called.
She looked at me and walked over to me.
"What?" she whispered.
"Why is she talking to Dylan?"
"Well.. I heard Dylan say that he still loves her and all that shit, then Karson said she didn't like him and he said that they can work things out... blah blah blah."
"That mother fucking cunt" I said, attempting to run up to him and punching him in the face.
"Luke, stop." Ariana said, pulling me back.
We both stared at them from a corner.
⋆Ariana's POV⋆
I know that Dylan is going to do something. I can feel it in my guts.
I can hear Karson yelling "stop it" and "go away" but he just kept touching her. He's such a pervert.
I could see the anger on Luke's face. I looked back at Dylan and he was going to do something. Literally. I'm not even kidding.
He. Just. Kissed. Her.
Karson slapped him hard in the face and angrily walked this way. Luke ran into the school angrily and now I'm kinda in the middle.
"Luke saw?" Karson asked.
"Kinda..." I said awkwardly.
"Shit"
"But he saw the part when you slapped him so you should be okay."
"It's not okay!" she said, running into the school.
Okay... this is officially very awkward for me.
I went into the lunch room and sat beside Justin.
"Luke told me you were going out." Justin said.
"I was... until stuff happened."
"What stuff?"
"Dylan stuff"
"What did he do?"
"Kiss Karson and Luke was like right there"
"Damn"
"Yeah."
⋆Luke's POV⋆
"Are you mad?" Karson asked.
"Well obviously" I spat.
"You know that he kissed me. I never kissed him!"
"I know you didn't want to kiss him. I'm just so fucking pissed at that asshole."
"I'm so sorry Luke. I really am."
"Whatever. It's okay."
"You know I would never do that to you"
"I know."
I hugged her tight and looked behind her. Dylan was giving me a dirty look. Can't he just let it go? I don't know why I'm scared. What can he do to me? I shouldn't worry about it.
He just really needs to leave Karson alone.