two

                                    

                                          

two - hickey

                          
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   monday approached very slowly. the entire weekend ariana could only think about y/n. while she was eating dinner, washing dishes, watching tv, brushing her teeth. the girl was on her mind every second of every day. 
                          
   monday morning, ariana put on a nice but not too nice outfit that consisted of a light-brown long sleeved shirt and light wash blue jeans. she curled her hair and put on her white eyeliner like she did saturday. 
                          
   when she arrived at school her hands wouldn't stop shaking and her eyes kept quickly moving around her classmates, trying to find the one she really wanted to talk to. 
                          
   ariana grunted when she couldn't find y/n and decided to go to class because y/n was in her first period, so she'd see her there. 
                          
   the italian plopped down onto her seat and propped her head up onto her fist. she began looking around the room with her mouth twisted to the side. she saw tyler, the man she puked on at that fateful night and gigi hadid who was dating one of y/n's friends, but no y/n.
                          
   what the hell? ariana thought when the bell rung. y/n's not usually late. 
                          
   the teacher started the lesson but ariana payed no attention. her head was racing with thoughts about the girl. what if she got into—like—a car crash or something? or maybe she got kidnapped! okay, hopefully none of those. 
                          
   ariana breathed in through her nose, trying to calm herself down. calm down, ariana. she's fine. she probably just overslept—
                          
   her thoughts were cut off when the door swung open, her eyes adverting to where the sound came from. there, standing at the open door with a late slip in her hand, stood y/n. her eyes looked at everyone in the room before she walked over to the teacher and handed her the late slip. she heard her mutter a "sorry" before she walked back to her desk. 
                          
   she passed ariana while she walked, ariana almost thought she would say hello because of the interaction they had on saturday, but the girl said nothing. 
                          
   ariana frowned and looked back once the taller girl sat down in her chair at the very back of the classroom and stared out the window. the angle of her head allowed ariana to see her jawline. there was a strange mark on her neck—medium sized, but still dark and greatly noticeable. 
                          
   was that—ariana paused. was that a hickey? ariana's frown greatened. of course it was a hickey, what the fuck else would it be? 
                          
   but y/n was single. wasn't she? ariana had never really seen her talk to any girls besides her friends that were already dating people. it could be from a one night stand, but y/n didn't seem like the person to have those, or was she? ariana didn't know y/n like that, how was she supposed to know? 
                          
   ariana sadly sighed before turning back around to pay attention to class, but her mind was still focused on the mark on the girls neck. 

                          
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   "she had a fucking hickey victoria! it was a hickey, i swear it!" ariana told her friend at lunch. the entire day she could not stop thinking about the love-bite on y/n's neck and who it could possibly be from.