ARIELLA | Oscar Diaz

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Ariella's pov

"You look so beautiful." Derek whispered as we slow danced.

"Thank you." I smiled.

Then Derek swung me around.

It reminded me of Oscar.

I felt my eyes starting to water.

Damn i hate this.

I cant love him. I need to move on.

"Hey lets get out of here." I mumbled.

"What?" Derek looked at me confused as

"Lets go to your place." I mumbled and he was caught by surprise.

"What do we tell the others?"

"Nothing." I say as i grab his hand and walk away

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"Wow that felt really good." Derek said out of breath as i laid next to him.

"Yeah." Was all i said as i covered myself up with the blanket.

It didn't feel good at all.

"Hey ima take a shower real quick." Derek smiles as he got up and  walked out the room.

I just put on the clothes i left here nights ago and grabbed my dress before walking out the house.

Fuck i had no car.

My house was far away.

Oscar's pov

"Get your ass in the car." I groaned as Ariella got in.

"Whats wrong?" I ask as i saw her makeup was messed up. Definitely crying.

"Nothing. Just wanna go home." She said with no emotion.

Ariella's pov

"Okay im not even gonna keep asking. I dont care." Oscar rolled his eyes as he drove me.

I didn't say anything.

I just leaned against the window and closed my eyes.

"Okay we're here. Now I gotta go and pick up Cesar from the dance."

"And Leslie?" I ask as i got out the car.

"You know her?" He asks like a dumbass.

Ok bye.

I just slammed the door and walked inside.

Oscar's pov

"How was the dance?" I laughed as Leslie and Cesar got in.

"He cant dance for shit." Leslie teased.