Ariana's POV -
After taking the world's quickest shower and changing into jeans and a crop top, I grab my jacket and weekend bag with everything I need before heading down the stairs. Mum and Dad are both peering out the window, whispering under their breath. No doubt about Alex and his massive SUV parked right outside.
I clear my throat and raise an eyebrow at them as they spin around, cheeks red from being caught red handed.
"Ariana!" They both say in unison, a little too cheerfully. I give them a small smile, fastening the laces on my converse as I sit on the bottom step.
"Are you guys okay? You seem to be glued to the window."
Dad clears his throat, taking a step away from the window with a guilty expression.
"Sorry sweetheart. We're just curious about the boy parked outside. Is
