Ariana's POV
"Babe.." my mother dragged me out.
Of course, she was going to act all lovey-dovey.
Groused but not willing to show it, I walked away.
I felt Marco's eyes on me, but I didn't pay much attention. Their love was almost killing me.
"Let me have a word with her." He called.
I stopped just as soon as I got to the front of my room. "What do you want?" I whispered softly.
"What is wrong with you?" He demanded,
We still had not spoken about many things and I wanted to keep it that way.
"Nothing, should I be worried about anything?" I shrugged nonchalantly.
"How are you feeling?" He twisted the question, setting me off.
"What's this about?" I whispered,
My mother could come out any minute from now and figure out what was wrong.
I wasn't willing to take that cha
