Ariana's POV "Stop laughing, dog!" Slapping Max's arm, I glare at him. "Have you seen yourself?" He laughs while ruffling my hair, "You look like a child playing dress-up." Since this idiot has thrown me in water and ruined my clothes, I have to change into his spare gym clothes, which he had in his car. His clothes are almost drowning me, and I look ridiculous. "All your fault." I cry while looking at my clothes. "Hey, you might feel annoyed at this time, but when you recall this in the future, this will be one of our best memories." He smiles and nudges my shoulder with his elbow. I can't help but crack a smile because it is true; such stupid things become reasons to laugh when they become memo

Ariana's POV There are some days when you feel restless for no apparent reason. It is just an unsettling feeling lingering inside your heart, and you feel like your chest is burdened with an invisible weight. Letting out a small sigh, I look outside the window while resting my chin on my palm. Silently, I lift up the cup and take a small sip of coffee while I continue to gaze outside. Justin is at school, while I have decided to stay at home because I was not feeling well. I don't know what's wrong with me, but emotionally I have been feeling quite low. I don't know why but something doesn't feel right. I called Max to talk to him because I needed to divert my mind. He promised me that he would stop by at my place before going home as he probably sensed that I might need him to be with me

Ariana's POV Nearly one month has passed since that day when I saw Samuel. If I say I haven't thought about him every day, then I would be wrong. Even though I was worried about him, I deliberately kept my distance because I didn't want to complicate things for me even more than they already were. Max has really helped me deal with my emotions, making me realize that I should never prioritize anyone over myself. It's okay to feel hurt, but that hurt should not dictate my life. Sharing my feelings with Max has been a liberating experience. For the first time, other than to Samuel, I have openly admitted my feelings and the pain I felt. Strangely, he was really understanding and didn't judge me. In fact, he didn't even judge Samuel for his decision which was relieving because even though I

Ariana's POV Carrying two bowls of ice cream, I walk towards Max, who is busy scrolling through his phone. A dent formed between his brows as he narrowed his eyes at the screen. After dinner, he went and got ice cream for us even though I said it was unnecessary. But he said our sleepover will be incomplete without eating ice cream, as it is something which always used to do, and we shouldn't break this tradition. It astonishes me how he remembers all things we used to do, even if they were the smallest ones. Honestly, I never took him for a guy who would remember all these things. Whenever he reminds me of something which is related to how my life used to be, it seems like he is talking about something from my past. Somewhere it is true beca

Ariana's POV Giving Max the privacy which he needs to gain hold of his emotions, I walk into the kitchen. Whenever I don't know how to comfort anyone, I mostly try to give them anything to eat or drink. I am not sure if it works or not, but whenever I feel emotional, I mostly find comfort in food, so maybe that's why I do this. Taking out two mugs from the top shelf, I turn on the coffee machine. Tapping my fingers, I wait for the water to boil. My mind is numb because there is a lot to take in. I feel like a terrible friend because I never knew anything about what was happening in Max's life. If you ask me, earlier we were not as close friends as we have become now. I think after we have reconnected, our friendship has not only strengthened, but we both understand each other on a differe