ARIELLA | Oscar Diaz

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Ariella's pov

"This soda aint right." I mumbled as i took another sip.

"Really?" Oscar groaned.

"What?" I look at him as he continued to drive.

"Your ass just got stabbed and you all worried about how carbonated your coke is?" He scoffed.

"Well first of all its pepsi. Get your facts straight." I snapped as i put his drink back.

"Oh cause that really matters right about now?" He rolled his eyes.

"Yes it does because this shit dont taste good. Killed my whole mood." I frowned.

"Well asshole you ordered a lemonade not pepsi." He said snatching it from my hand.

"But i drank all of my lemonade." I frown as he rolled his eyes.

"Yeah i dont give a fuck." He laughed then took a sip.

"Ariella."

"Hmm?" I mumble as i look at him.

"I know you didnt just drink all my shit."

I just giggled and nodded my head.

"But i did." I laughed as he whined.

NOW.

You probably are confused as fuck right now.

But um the answer is yes be confused.

Im confused.

How did things end off?

Well after i got stabbed Oscar took me to get stitches and then i got a text from Derek that we were broken up.

Oscar then got multiple calls from Leslie who was trying to apologize but he broke up with her.

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"I didnt mean for you to get stabbed." Oscar sighed as i pouted.

"Its okay Oscar. Im still alive." I said as he held onto my hand.

Oscar and I. I had no idea what we were.

We were sitting down in the food court at the mall.

I bought a soda that wasnt watered down.

"So much shit has happened to you. You dont deserve it." Oscar says as he looked me in the eyes and never looked away.

This is a lot of pressure.

"I agree. But without this stuff happening to me i wouldnt be the person i am today." I explain as Oscar just smiled at me.

"You right."

"Im always right." I say so cocky.

"Nahhh." Oscar laughed.

"Oh really?" I question as he just smiles at me.