Here's the next chapter. Hope you enjoy!

Oh! I just remembered something. To the mysterious reviewer... no, I have not met Ariana Grande, this story is one hundred percent fictional, other than a couple of characteristics that I share with Jessica. It would be a dream come true if I ever meet her, though.

Disclaimer: Ariana is the rightful owner of Lovin' It... I just happen to be lovin' it as well ;)

April 22, 2014

It's safe to say that after a month, I would have texted her so that she would be able to have my number without her thinking that I'm some crazed fan/stalker that figured out her number… and I don't want her to freak out about it.

You know what's funny, though? She called me instead of texting me. I imagine she did it to make sure that I'm me and not said crazy stalker/fan, but I found it cute how she wanted to keep the conversation going even after I told her that I had work to do… she must have been really bored to want to keep talking to me.

So through these past few of weeks we've been texting and hanging out at Starbucks every day until today… today I didn't go to Starbucks because I decided to sleep in. Right now it's one twenty-four in the afternoon and I'm at home. I don't have classes on Tuesdays, Fridays, or Sundays… so today's my day off. It's really nice weather today so I called up Diana and asked her if she wanted to come over and use my pool. So now I'm in my swimming pool laying on a floating mattress in vibrant purple bikini with a peach colored flower (can you tell that I really like those colors and design?) on the left breast, my phone is connected to my stereo so Pandora is playing (it's shuffled, so I'm getting music from Ariana, Phantom of the Opera, Omarion, Mozart, and even as far as Metallica), and Diana's here sunbathing on one of my lounging chairs also in a one piece bathing suit, her's is white with black straps and edges.

I never told you what Diana looks like, did I? I mean you already have an idea on what Fifafur looks like, Mr. Five O'clock Leonardo Gosling, but I never told you about her. Well… she's actually extremely beautiful… like if Ariana didn't exist (which I really don't want her not to exist… does that make sense?) I would probably still have a crush on her. Diana is five foot eight, has a long, thick, mane of luscious brown, straight hair, has really toned legs (probably from her playing soccer during all of middle school and high school), then there's her sleek, sculptured six pack (extreme turn on right there), perky b-cup breasts, and her nice, voluptuous ass… um... did I really just turn myself on thinking about my best friend? Shit! I totally did…okay, just give me a second to collect myself.

…

I… No, not yet… Hold on. Just give me a moment.

…

Well that was… Ugh! Still not over it… I'm almost there; just give me one more moment.

…

Okay, I'm better. So as I was saying before the whole… yeah, on to her facial features… she has very defined cheek bones (almost like Victoria Justice), her almond shaped eyes are a mix between black coffee and dark chocolate, she has nice, supple pink lips, she has neatly trimmed eyebrows, and her hairline reveals a widows peak. Yeah… she's quite beautiful.

So anyways, we're just relaxing… until my phone goes off.

Hold up, wait, shut up and kiss me, babe

I just wanna get a little taste

I just wanna get a little taste before you go

Yeah… This is the only part of the song that's playing… repeatedly. Fuck.

I sit up instantly, which needless to say, causes me to lose my balance. I splash into the water and once my heads back out of the water I yell "I got it!"

I rush out of the pool and answer it, heaving "Hello?"

An angel's voice greets me "Hey, Jessie! Um... are you okay?"

Still catching my breath, I turn to check on Diana, who is now is looking at me curiously, as I wease "Um… yeah I'm fine. Just... trying to catch my breath."

She asks "Did you run a marathon or something?"

I laugh weakly "No... uh... I was in the middle... um... of my pool when you called... and I really didn't want to... miss it because... I wasn't at Starbucks this morning... so I kinda just... sprinted to the... to the phone."

She breathes "Sounds exhausting."

I sit on the edge of the pool to catch my breath, swinging my legs back and forth in the water softly. I ask casually "So… what are you doing right now?"

She sighs "The usual… working on the album that's coming up, practicing my performance for Problem, reading some of the tweets people send me, worrying about my gramps... So basically just another day of being me."

I twirl a strand of wet hair around my index finger absentmindedly as I laugh "Then why are you calling me? You sound like you're busy…"

She mumbles "I am busy… but I really wanted to talk to you... just to see if you were okay."

I suggest "Well… I'm fine, but if you really wanted to see how I was so badly... why don't you come over and hang out with me?"

She chuckles "As tempting as that sounds… I can't just drop everything. I don't want to disappoint my loves by doing a crappy job."

I reason "I totally see you point, but you have to make time for yourself too. You working so hard to please us that you're taking away time for yourself. You're going to run yourself down at this rate. Besides, we've never actually hung out. Come on… Pretty please with a cheery on top! Pweaze!"

I hear her let out a long breath then she says "Fine. You win. I'll come hang out with you…besides, the way you're begging me makes you sound really cute." Which reminds me…

I beam "Alrighty! Well… I'll text you my address and I just have a couple of things to do. I have to get my dogs calm so that they won't freak out when you come over."

I swear I can hear the smile in her voice as she says "Okay. You do that and I'll get my bathing suit and drive over there."

I laugh "Okay, bye."

She responds back with a small 'bye' before hanging up. After that I immediately text her my address and call the front gate to advise that I'll be having a visitor.

I sigh happily before getting up and placing my phone back on the stereo. As I do so, I feel someone put their chin on my shoulder… which causes me to tense up. The voice I hear beside me eases my worries "Who were you talking to, Jessie? It is someone you like because I've only heard you speak like that whenever your gushing on and on about Ariana Grande?" Diana… of course the person beside me would Diana… I mean she is hanging out with me right now. Did I seriously forget that she was here? Hmm… Guess so… and when did she become a ninja?

I walk over to the pool and wade in the water as I sigh dreamily "Yeah… she's coming over to hang out." Realization suddenly hits me like a back hand to the face. I turn to face her and I whine "But she doesn't even know how I feel about her or that I'm bi so that means I'll have to keep myself from staring at her in a bathing suit… and that's going to be hard because… because… she's just so fucking hot!" Seriously. Fuck. My. Live.

She laughs "So it's a girl, huh? Well, anyways, I don't want to be here if you do something stupid, so I'm gonna go get changed and head out." Oh, thank God! It's not that I don't want to hang out with her; it's just that… now I won't have to explain anything to her.

And just like that she head in through the glass sliding doors and closes it behind her. I dunk myself in the water so that my hair is now fully wet again as I relax there for a bit.

Hmm… I'm kind of thirsty. I should go get a drink.

I head out of the water, quickly get dried off with a towel, and slip on my short jean shorts that I had on one of the chairs before going inside and getting a water bottle from my fridge.

My babies come running up to me and jump on me causing me to fall back on my ass. I groan "Ugh! Okay! Okay! I get it! You want me to play with you." I get up and say sternly "Sit! And behave because I have a new friend coming over." They sit there obediently and listen to me carefully. "Okay, now let's go play in your room and let out a little steam so that you're a bit more calm for when she comes." They follow me into the room and we play tug a war, Sammy and Ruby (who's also six) against Cori (two), Leo (three), and me. Guess who won? No! Not me! It was Sammy and Ruby… and no they are not together, they're siblings.

We play for about an hour and a half, until I hear a knock at the door and I go to answer. I open the door and… she's gorgeous. I mean… sure, her hair's in a lazy ponytail, she's wearing a simple tank top and shorts, and she has no makeup on, but… she's just as beautiful as always.

I quickly snap out of my thoughts and open the door wider so that she can enter "Hey, Ari! Um… come in."

She walks in directly into the living room "Wow. You have a really nice house, Jessie… are you sure you live with just your dogs?"

I look at her quizzically "Yeah… why?"

She turns to look directly at me as she says "Because your house seems pretty expensive."

I chuckle "Oh… Yeah. My dad's kinda high up in the construction industry so he's pretty loaded and I… well I get paid pretty well for the painting I auction off on eBay."

She gapes at me "You paint?"

I beam at her proudly as say "Yeah. Come on, I'll show you." I take her hand and lead her to my studio/office. I let go of her hand to open the door… my hand feels empty suddenly. I turn back to her as I say "I have a few paintings that haven't been sold yet and one that I'm not quite done with."

She studies them carefully and looks awestruck at what I've done. "You're amazing. You really did these?"

I smile sheepishly and kick the carpet softly as I answer "Yeah… I mean they're okay, but I'm certainly no Picasso."

She looks at me in admiration "You are incredible… not only can you sing, but you can paint…" Something caught her eye, something that I over looked. She grabbed the picture frame that's on my desk "You drew this?"

I sputter "I… that's just… yeah…" I look at the ground fearfully.

"It looks exactly like me, almost like a picture of me. When did you draw this?" I glance up at her and she's smiling at me… I let out the breath I had no idea I was holding.

I answer "About two years ago… I don't think that it did you any justice, though."

She looks at me in shock "Are you serious? I think it looks even better than me." She looks at it for a second before asking "Can I keep it?"

I sigh happily "Yeah… of course you can keep it. I can always just draw another one… um… I mean… not that I need another one… what I mean is…There's no way to get out of this is there?" I look at her with pure hope that she'd let it go.

She crushes all my hope as she giggles "Nope. So… can we go see your dogs?"

I answer "Um… Yeah… Come on. Their room is this way." I lead her to my pups' room and when we enter their room we are greeted by all my dogs running around, minus Ruby she's always been the passive one.

Sammy immediately pounces on me… again. The force causes me to fall to the ground and for the air to be knocked out of my lungs. I wheeze out "Ugh! Down, Sammy, down!" He lick my face multiple times. I laugh out weakly "Okay! Okay! I love you too… but please get off."

I push him off me and I find Ariana staring down at me, laughing "You need help?" She offers me her hand which I gladly accept with a 'thanks'.

I chuckle "I think they're really happy to see a new face here." I eye Leo getting extremely close to Ariana's leg. I glare at him as I scold "Don't you even think about it, Leo." He instantly backs off. Yeah… that's right you, back away from my woman. I mean… what?

She looks at me confused as she asks "Why are you getting mad at him?"

I blush as I answer "Well… I've kind of noticed that whenever I hang out with girls, he tends to want to…um…" I clear my throat awkwardly "hump their legs."

Now she's blushing "Oh…"

I say awkwardly "Yeah… So umm… I'll just introduce you to everyone."

She looks at me cheerfully "Okay."

I point out each one individually "So you've already met Leo…" she blushes "He's a poodle-terrier mix, he's three… but he'll be four in July, that's where I got his name from… well, that and he used to have like this wild mane of hair, and he just has some serious territorial issues." She giggles and I feel Sammy lick my hand and I turn my attention toward him "And this is the infamous Sammy. He's a pure breed rottie, he's six years old and he's extremely mischievous… aren't you Sammy?" His tail wags excitedly and he crouches, barking. I kneel down and scratch behind Ruby's ear, her weak spot, as I say "And here's his sister, Ruby. She's the exact opposite of Sammy; she's obedient and calm and does everything she's told." I feel something placed on my lap and look down, Cori has her head placed on my lap, I smile down at her "And this little angel right here is Cori, she's a bit under two and a half years old, she's a mix between German shepherd and Rottweiler, she was kinda the runt of her litter, but when I saw her I automatically fell in love with her. And she's the sweetest, most playful pup you'll ever know… it's kind of why I named her the way I did, she's named after the two sweetest characters on Victorious." I sigh happily… Okay, so they may be a handful at times, but I would be totally lost if I didn't have them. I love my dogs more than you could ever imagine. Also, I named her Cori because even though it's a sinking ship on fanfic, I absolutely love the pairing of the two.

She sits on the floor beside me and starts petting Cori's back "I like how you combined Cat's and Tori's name together like that." She looks at me with soft eyes "You really love your dogs, huh?"

I breathe "Yeah… their kinda like… my babies, make sense?" She nods. "They're always there for me, whether I'm happy or sad or angry, and they always help me calm down when I'm angry or cheer me up when I'm depressed… They're like my anchor and my life preserver. Sometimes they destroy things and I get upset, but at the end of the day… they're what makes me feel… needed." A single tear escapes my now watery eyes and I'm quick to wipe it all way before I start crying. I sigh before getting up and I grin as I say "Anyways… If I remember correctly, you not here to just sit around and chat… You're here so that we can have a little fun in the sun!" I bounce up on the balls of my feet at the end for emphasis.

She smiles and says "Well… what are we waiting for? Lead the way!" as she gets up.

I lead her outside and as I close the door Sammy pops his head outside so I accidentally hurt him causing him to let out a yelp. I quickly open the door and softly rub the sides of his head. I gasp "I'm sorry, Sammy." He just lets out a small whimper and licks my hand in response. I coo to him softly "Okay… come on. Go lie down in your bed and I'll get you a treat and some of that medicine the vet gave me to make you feel better." I quickly head inside and grab a few dog biscuits and the pain reliever that the vet gave me for whenever Sammy hurts himself, which is a lot, before heading to the dogs' room. I nearly had to forcefully push the pain reliever down his throat and once he was done growling at me, I gave him the dog biscuits.

When I'm back outside and I close the door behind me, without another one of my pups getting hurt, Ariana asks me "Is Sammy okay?" Ariana's still in her tank top and shorts so she must be pretty worried.

I sigh "Yeah, he's fine. He's a little banged up, but he's hurt himself a lot worse than this. He'll be asleep in about half an out with that pain reliever the vet gave me." I see the worry written all over her face "He's fine, I promise. By tomorrow morning he back to his old mischievous self as if this never happened."

She breathes "Well, if you're sure… I really need a dip in that Jacuzzi of yours."

I smile and shrug "Go right ahead." I head toward the stereo and turn on Pandora again. Thunder by Boys Like Girls plays and all I can think is 'Seriously Pandora, you're going to play that while Ariana's here? Screw you.' I shrug as if I could care less if this song was playing. I turn and see her in a simple periwinkle blue bathing suit. I had to stop myself from ogling her as I comment "Cute bathing suit."

She smiles "Thanks. I like your bikini too." She grabs sunscreen from her bag and asks "Um… could you come put some sunscreen on my back?" Oh my God! A lot of dirty images just popped up in my mind.

I have to swallow the lump in my throat before walking over and answering "Sure."

"Here." She hands me the bottle and I take it before getting behind her. She sweeps her brown hair over one shoulder and arches her back forward a bit.

Oh dear god.

"Okay…" I breathe, lathering up my hands. I gently touch her shoulders and she shivers a bit. The sunscreen must be cold. I bite my lip to keep myself from letting out a shaky breathe that might alarm her of my arousal. I run my hand down her back (I hope I'm not shaking). I imagine her head fall forward a bit. And that light sigh that I could barely hear… yup, I definitely imagined that. I continue to spread the sunscreen over the smoothness of her back, over her spine and down – right to the line of her bikini bottoms. I rub the sunscreen in, all the way back up. I almost gulp "There."

She sighs a "thanks" as she brushes her hair back. She turns around to face me and asks "Do you want me to put some sunscreen on you?"

I shake my head "No. I'm fine. I already put some on earlier." I don't think I would be able to stop the moan that would probably escape my lips while she's rubbing the sunscreen on my back. Whoa… that's quite an image I got there.

She smiles and says "okay" before walking over the Jacuzzi. Wow… it's really hot out. I think I'm gonna need to get in the pool.

I take off my shorts before walking to the edge of the pool and diving in. I glide through the water for a sec before reemerging. I sputter "Wow, that's cold!"

She laughs "Well, why don't you just get in here with me?" She's trying to kill me.

I shake my head "I'm good. I just need to get used to the temperature again, that's all."

She pouts "Aww… but we're supposed to be hanging out, not be in totally separate worlds." That pout. That freakin' sexy pout. I'll have a really hard time saying no to that.

I'm silent for a moment then I shrug and grumble defiantly "I'm not getting out of this water, I just got used to it." I'm gonna play hard to get… not that she's trying to romance me or anything.

She whines "Please! I really want to talk to you."

I smirk challengingly "We're already talking." I drift back a bit.

She huffs "What do I have to do to get you over here?" Hmm… well you could always just take off that-No, just no! Jessie, we're going to have a serious mental talk when she leaves.

I shrug "I don't know… You're just going to have to come and get me out."

She says "Okay" before starting to get out… wait, she's really going to come and get me?

I panic "What? You're seriously going to do it? I was just kidding…" she starts getting in the pool "you don't have to do that. I'll get out, okay?" She's waist high in water by now and I can almost see her shivering.

She laughs "It's okay… I just decided to get in the pool." She shivers "You're right it is cold."

I chuckle and nod "Yeah… Just dip all the way in to the water, you'll get used to it faster that way."

She dips down, but instead of coming back up she pulls me down then goes up leaving me to splash up to the surface and cough out the water that went into my mouth.

I glare at her and choke out "That was messed up." Ugh! I think I got water up my nose.

She smirks "That's what you get for making me get into this cold-ass water."

I grumble "That doesn't mean it's okay to almost drown me." Yeah, I'm mad with her! What? Did you think that because I have a crush on her I was just going to let it slide? Yeah… no.

"Aww… I'm sorry. Come here.' She holds her arms out as she says in fake sympathy.

I turn around to face away from her and respond childishly "No."

I feel her swim closer to me and she whispers into my ear "I know you want to..." Holy- Fuck, that was so hot! I think I just shivered… I hope she couldn't tell.

I turn slowly and right when I'm almost facing directly in front of her… I splash her and swim away as fast possible to leave a distance between us.

After a second, she looks at me in clear shock and gasps "Jessie! I am so gonna get you for that."

As she swims toward me, I swim away and tease "Well… You're going to have to catch me first."

So basically for half an hour, she's chasing me around and we're splashing each other every once and a while. We were having so much fun…

But then I heard my front door shut, my dogs are barking frantically, and my best friend yelling at Leo to get off.

I turn to Ariana and whisper yell "Shit! It's Diana. She doesn't know that we're friends. Um… hide…" she immediately complies... well, sort of. She swam to me and is now behind me with her hands on my shoulders to steady herself.

A few minutes later, Diana is seen through the glass door and Ariana's grip on my shoulders tightens as she pulls me closer to her. I mentally reason that she's probably trying to hide herself more, unfortunately... my hormones don't seem to be receiving the memo.

She opens the door and asks "Jessie, have you seen my phone? I think I left it out here… oh, am I interrupting something?" I give her a glare that basically screams 'Shut the fuck up' and needless to say she does.

I answer "Um… No… Sarah's just... shy." Ariana lets out a small little 'hi' and a little wave to emphasize my point. "And no I haven't seen it. Just call it with my cell."

She chuckles "To quote a certain red head you love oh so much… 'kay 'kay." before grabbing my phone and calling her phone. I feel Ariana's hold on my shoulders tighten a bit more… I am so going to kill Diana in her sleep when she comes to sleep over again.

We hear her phone ring and vibrate on the table. She sighs in relief before hanging up my phone, connecting it back to the stereo, and grabbing her phone as she says "Found it. Well… I'm gonna go now. Bye Jessie." She winks at me... Yup. She's dead. "Bye… Sarah." Well that was awkward.

We don't move at all until we hear Diana's White Soft Top Audi R8 Spyder purr to life and drive away.

I turn to face Ariana and breathe "That was close."

She laughs "Sarah… seriously?"

I look at her innocently and defend "What? It was the first name, other than yours, that popped up in my mind. It's not like I could casually slip into one of our conversations 'Yeah, Sammy destroyed his bed again. How many times am I going to have to buy him a new bed? Um… and I'm officially friends with Ariana Grande. Oh… are you gonna want sour gummy worms or popcorn during the movie?' Yeah… either she'll think I've gone completely insane and send me to a mental institution or she'll tell everyone… and their mother, that I'm friends with you."

She giggles uncontrollably for about ten minutes before being able to compose herself… but then she looks at my face for just a millisecond and she busts into a fit of giggle for another fifteen minutes.

I ask in amusement "You done dying there?"

She lets out a heavy, amused sigh before saying "Yeah…" but then she gets serious "What was she referring to when she asked if she was interrupting and when she was talking about me?" Why must you be so observant? Seriously, like… why?

I avert my eyes for a second before explaining "Okay… So you know I'm a fan of yours, right?" She nods "And you know how I've watched absolutely every single episode of Victorious and Sam & Cat?" She nods again more uncertainly "Well… I may have picked up some of Cat's mannerisms throughout these four years."

She nods in understanding then comments "Well that explains the part of it… but what was with the whole interrupting thing?"

I bite my bottom lip in uncertainty. Should I tell her that I'm into girls? I'm treading dangerous waters by answering "Well this kinda still involves… you." I study her for a moment before continuing "Um… You may or may not have been the reason I questioned my sexuality."

She looks at me in shock as she asks "Are a lesbian?"

I lightly chuckle "No… sorta… I'm bisexual. I really wasn't sure how to tell you. I was… um… still am, scared of what you'd think of me."

She's looking at me funny… Oh, no! She hates me! She'll probably tell me that I disgust her and that she never wants to see me again! Look at what you've done! You've gone and ruined your friendship with her. I hope you fall off a bridge… then get raped by a freakin' whale.

She asks me "Are you okay?"

I blurt out "No! You hate me and probably never want to see me again! I should have never told you that I was bi because now you hate me!"

She grabs on to my shoulders so that I stop splashing water around and I look directly into her eyes as she says calmly "I don't hate you. Okay? Sure… I'm surprised, but I don't hate you."

I let what she's telling me sink in. She doesn't hate me? I'm stupid… Of course she doesn't have anything against gay people. Her brother's freakin' gay for crying out loud! Still I have to make sure… "Really?"

She sighs "Really." She lets go of my shoulders as she asks carefully "Okay… Now you said that I was the reason that you questioned your sexuality… do you have a crush on me?"

I lie "I did. Once upon a time ago when Victorious first started. I don't know when exactly it started or when it ended but I remembering watching the episode 'Survival of the Hottest' when it first aired and I kinda got mad at the guy that was making pottery with you and I got… jealous. At first I thought that I was jealous of you because I thought that he was cute, but then I always got jealous during your kissing scenes throughout the whole show and I realized that I had a crush on you. I always tried to deny it. I was convinced that I was as straight as an arrow, but every time I would watch an episode I would notice that I mostly only paid attention to you. I think at one point I finally gave in and accepted that I might like girls. One day, I no longer felt that way for you and then I began crushing on Nina Dobra. Although sometimes, before we became friends, I would sometimes see a picture of you that would make me think 'Yeah, I'm kinda tempted to crush on her again, but I can't because she's my idol…'. Sometimes it was hard to not fall for you again… especially now, but I really don't want to risk our friendship so I basically just think about the girl I have a crush on and then I'm fine." No not really because I'm still thinking about you. "I'm serious though, I don't want to be the reason that our friendship messes up."

She smiles at me and says "You're sweet. I hope that girl likes you back because I don't want you to get hurt… I would totally yell at her for you." You would be yelling at yourself, Ari. I'm sorry that I'm lying to you.

I ask, pointing toward my house, "Do you want to do something else? We could watch a movie or play with my dogs or play some video games?"

She furrows her eyebrows "Why? Am I making you uncomfortable?"

I shake my head and answer "I was asking for your sake. And no you're not making me uncomfortable… If you wanted to make me uncomfortable, you should make me put sunscreen on you again." She looks at me shocked and I awkwardly comment "Yeah… I was struggling to only have clean thoughts. For the most part it was clean… except for me picturing us kissing. I still feel ashamed that I thought of it, though!" By the end I'm whining.

She apologizes "I am so sorry. If I would have known I-"

I cut her off "You don't need to apologize. You're right… If you would have known we, or more I, wouldn't have been uncomfortable. I should have told you that I was bi sooner… that way we could have avoided the whole situation. "

She sighs "But I still feel bad for putting you through that."

I say "You're fine. I should have… Wait that came out wrong." I furrow my eyebrows.

She laughs "I know what you're mean…"

I sob out "I'm making things all weird. See this is what happens when I tell people that I'm bi… I make things awkward."

She chuckles "No… you make things funnier. You're even more adorable than when you were begging me to come hang out with you." No one's ever called me adorable before… "What?"

I blink "Huh? Oh… um… you called me adorable."

"Yeah… Does that make this weird?" She asks in confusion.

I blush "No, it's just… no one's really called me adorable, except maybe like five times when I was little. It's either I'm 'cute' or 'sexy', and it's mostly guys that call me that while they stare at me… inappropriately. I don't know it always makes me uncomfortable... but it feels nice to be called adorable."

She gives me a sweet smile "I'll call you that more often, okay?"

I say "Well in that case…" She gives me this look that says 'Are you serious?' and I couldn't hold in my laughter. I say, still sort of laughing, "Relax! I'm just kidding. I was going to tell you to call me some absolutely absurd nickname, but then you gave me that look and I just couldn't stop myself from laughing." I trail off and am silent for a moment before I say "Totally random, but… can we please go inside? I suddenly want sour gummy worms…" Also I'm having a really hard time not staring... at other places.

She laughs "Okay… I'm kinda getting tired of being in the pool, anyways."

I swim toward the pool's stairs, get out, and hold out my hand as an offer to help her out.

She grabs my hand and teases "Why… thank you, ma'am."

I roll my eyes and huff "Oh, shut up. At least I'm not like Diana who would push me back into the water… Last time I hit my head and I was even bleeding a bit. I had to get seven stitches! I'm only glad my skull didn't crack or anything."

She gets out and asks "I'm confused… aren't you guys best friends?"

I grab my towel to dry myself as I sigh "We are best friends, but we still hold on to a bit of our old relationship… or well rivalry. She really didn't do it to hurt me, I swear, she just wanted to piss me off like she always does. It's a love-hate kind of friendship. We hate-to-love and love-to-hate each other."

She sighs "If you say so..."

I give her a small smile before turning around, grabbing my towel from one of the lounging chairs, and dry myself off before slipping into my shorts.

She asks behind me "What's that?"

I look at her over my shoulder confusion and ask "What's what?"

She points to my lower back and says "That... on your back. Is that a tattoo?" Huh... why would she look there? I mean isn't that spot really close to my... yeah. You know what I mean, but seriously... why is she looking there?

I look away, blushing, as I chuckle "Oh... That. Yeah, it is... I got it on my seventeenth birthday."

I feel a finger glide over the small of my back causing my to jump in surprise "Whoa..." I turn around, surprised to find her face only a few inches away from mine "What're you doing?"

She tilts her head ever so slightly "Looking at it closer. What's it look like I'm doing?"

I open and close my mouth a couple of times before finding my voice as I shrug "Well... I guess I was just... surprised."

She asks "Why'd you choose a bar code?"

I sit on a chair and sigh "Um... Well, I had asked my mom if I could get a tattoo when I sixteen, but she told me that once I turned seventeen, then I could get a tattoo." I laugh "Well... you're going to find this really stupid, but... the day before my birthday, I got sick and my mom gave me cold medicine and let's just say cold medicine does weird things to my head... Thankfully, when I woke up the next morning I was feeling better, but I still had the cold medicine in my system." I chuckle "In the morning I was drinking my usual pomegranate juice and... I was looking at the back of the bottle, just studying it and suddenly I was thinking 'Hey... barcode would make a really awesome tattoo.' So I told my mom and she helped make it... different. That's why it's a rainbow and there's the whole thing with the numbers... zero... six... fifteen... nineteen... ninety-four... zero... six... twenty-six." I sigh "Yeah... that's when I was born, up to the very minute."

"Six... twenty-six? That's my birthday." she gasps in astonishment.

I scoff "Pfft... What? No... Your birthday's on the..." I think for a moment and "That is your birthday! How could I forget your birthday?"

She jokes "So much for devoted Arianator... It's okay."

I whine "No it's not."

She sighs "I'm serious... It's fine, you don't have to beat yourself up over it. It's an honest mistake."

I grumble "It would be an honest mistake... if your birthday wasn't the pin to unlock my phone."

"Seriously?"

I blush "Yeah. I'll even prove it to you." I get up, grab my phone, and hand it to her "Go ahead. Try it."

I avoid looking at her as I hear the familiar tapping sound of the keyboard and my phone opening. "You weren't kidding." She hands me my phone "You have a text." I furrow my eyebrows. Who texted me? "Don't worry. I didn't read it."

"I never thought you did..." I finally noticed she's still just in her swimming suit "Um... not that the view isn't nice, but... aren't you gonna put something on?"

She blushes "Uh... oh... yeah. Um... where's your bathroom?"

I chuckle "It's the door to the left of the pups room."

She says a quick 'thanks' before she grabs her bag and heads inside.

I sigh and sit back down on the chair then I look down at the phone in my hand. Who texted me?

I open up my phone and go through my texts... It's Diana... and it's not one text, but six texts.

So she likes u?

Were u guys making out when I came in?

R u gonna be losin' ur V?

R U LOSIN' IT NOW?

U R RN'T U?

OK well I'll stop txting but u'r gonna tell me all bout it l8r

I glare at my phone for a moment before calling her. It rings once before I hear a cheerful "So... How'd your first time go?"

I forcefully say through clenched teeth "I wouldn't know... because nothing happened."

She gasps "What? Why? I mean it's obvious by the way she was holding on to you that there was something?"

I laugh humorlessly "Yeah... there's nothing going on between us. We are strictly friends."

She asks "But didn't you say that you liked her?"

I lie "No... I never said that."

She sighs "Oh... are you sure she doesn't like you?"

I huff "Yes, I'm sure... why?"

She says carelessly "No reason..."

I ask "What do you mean 'no reason'? I know you well enough to know that you don't just bring something up for no apparent reason... so tell me."

She breathes "Okay... Well, I know you couldn't see her because she was behind you, but I could see her face just enough to be able to tell that she was glaring at me. And I could have sworn that when I was coming outside to look for my phone, she pulled you closer to her kind of... possessively."

I laugh "I doubt that. She's straight, I promise. Besides... even if she wasn't all that straight... I don't want to risk our friendship."

She sighs "I just don't want you to spend your life alone, though." I gasp "What? What happened?"

I tease "Wait... you have a heart? Satan has a heart?"

She huffs "Don't be a jackass... I thought something happened, besides it's true, you haven't really connected with anyone at a romantic level. You're just going to grow old and live all by yourself, wondering why you didn't try to connect with anyone. Love is like gambling-"

I cut her off "What do you know about gambling?"

She grumbles "I watch a lot of movies, okay? Anyways what I was going to say, before you rudely interrupted me, was that love is like gambling, you've got to risk it all in order to win anything."

I chuckle "You have a heart... and a brain? The world's gonna end today!"

She groans "I'm hanging up!" before the line goes dead. I chuckle to myself until something clicks in my head... Was Ari into me? No, that can't be... I mean she's back with Jia Brooks, she told me herself a couple of days... lucky bastard (A/N No offense to any Janoskians or Jia, if you're reading this; that's all my character. I'm actually a Janoskians myself, sorta ... I am kind of jealous of him, though). Oh, I'm sorry, am I not allowed to be jealous over the woman I've had a crush on for four years? I've liked her way before those two idiot brothers competed over her... she's not a prize to be won.

...

I don't know where all that came from. I've never felt such an over whelming rush of... jealousy and self-loathing. I was practically seething at the idea of not being able to be with her, but I have no right to feel this way. I mean... she's famous and I'm just... average. She's too perfect and I'm not worthy of her... hell, I'm lucky that I'm even friends with her.

I shake my limbs to get my muscles to relax a bit before throwing on my white t-shirt and grab my phone as I head into the house, stuffing into my pocket forcefully. I head straight for my kitchen and grab a pack of sour gummy worms. I turn around to grab scissors in one of the drawers behind be, but I yelp in surprise and all most hit my head and I slip on... huh, nothing's there. Anyways, I embarrassingly slip on nothing and hit the back of my head on the edge of the counter with a loud thud, causing me to groan. Why? Why must all my strange moments involve her? Why can't I just be normal with her for once?

She quickly slides off the countertop and kneels next to me, looking at me worriedly as she checks my head "Oh my god! Are you okay? Do you need me to call you a doctor?" Her hand brushes against my cheek accidentally causing heat to rush into them as I blush.

I slowly try to push myself up, just to fail miserably. I gulp "No... I'm fine. Nothing some Tylenol can't fix." I try to push myself up again, only Ari helps me up this time. She slings my left arm over her shoulder and we slowly get up and head to my couch. She helps me lay down on it and sits there next to me, studying me closely. I feel weird with her just... staring at me, so I close my eyes.

I feel something feather light brush against my scalp and I hiss in pain "Fuck... um... I'm sorry... but could you get me some Tylenol? It's in the mirror cabinet in my bathroom." She hesitates for a moment, before heading to my bathroom.

I gingerly touch my head and automatically retract my hand as searing pain envelopes my senses. A few minutes later she appears and sits by my legs with a couple of pills and a water bottle, which I somehow manage to drink in six gulps. We sit there for what felt like hours, her watching me carefully as I bite back the pain. I think she can see through my calm, though, because she's looking at me as if I was dying.

I think about half an hour passed by and the pain is slipping away. I slowly sit up straighter and start to get up, but I get dizzy and sit back down. I chuckle humorlessly "Guess karma got to me early, huh?"

She gives me a glare that said 'Are you kidding me? You're seriously going to joke about this now?' and I crack a weak, crooked smile as I ask "Bad timing, huh? I swear that I'm okay... I guess I'm a lot more like Sammy than I thought. Maybe it's true, dogs are a lot like their owners... or it could also be the other way around." I muse thoughtfully as I study her from the corner of my eye.

I barely manage see the corner of her beautiful lips twitch upward and the indent of her dimple deepen the slightest bit. She finally giggles "You and Sammy are do seem to get hurt often, huh? And you both seem to be really playful... but I think the thing that stand out the most is that you're both adorable." Crap... why did I let her call me that... now my stomach is filled with butterflies and doing backflips. How is it even possible that I haven't kissed her yet?

I blush wildly, all of my jealousy has been forgotten, as I chuckle "So... What do you want to do now?"

Hey everyone! So... how'd you like it? A review would be greatly appreciated, they're like... internet hugs! Someone please hug me!

Also, I'm thinking about making this story a weekly thing so that I have time to write as you guys judge my skill. Thoughts?

Yours Truly,

Bryzenia97