Cp.13

Friday night. It's loud, young and I'm feeling hot. The Weeknd's Save your tears was tuning on Ariel's stereo as we both sang along.

She had just picked me up to tag along for tonight's gig at the University of Santa Monica, and the first thing she said when I had opened the door was, "You look smokin' hot."

I laughed on sight, thanking her for the compliment.

"So how long have you and Adam been together?"

"About three years," She simply stated.

"Woah,"

That seemed more than a while. "Was it love at first sight?" I wiggled my eyebrows in a playful manner.

Ariel chuckled. "Heck no."

Encouraging her to tell me the entire story, the long drive was worth it.

"Adam is Adam and I'm, well... me," She rambled before blushing. "You know, I had a huge crush on him when we were kids."

Really? "So what happened?"

"Like the ignorant ass he is, he never knew. So I decided to close that childish chapter in my life and focus on things that made me happy."

"But?"