A Beautiful Fate
valid enough.
    “Why weren’t you in class?” I asked since I was incredibly disappointed the other day when he wasn’t there in lit; I had been forced to pay attention to the professor and in doing so, I took impeccable class notes. It wasn’t that and he and I ever spoke in the class, I just enjoyed the close proximity with him sitting behind me for an entire hour.
    “Optometrist,” he pointed to his eyes.
    With little success, I tried to erase my face-splitting grin. Ari wears reading glasses and whenever I see him with them on, I swoon. They make him look so yummy.
    “Oh, sure I’ll email my notes to you.”
    “Uh, I lost my charger and my iPad is dead. Can I borrow your Mac?”
    I pointed to my bag that was hanging from my chair. “Help yourself.”
    Ari walked across the room to my desk chair and unzipped my bag. It just so happened that Mia was sitting in my desk chair. I smiled at her. Her mouth was hanging open and I don’t think she had blinked at all since Ari had walked in the room.
    “I’m sorry to bother you; I didn’t realize you had company.” Ari looked at Mia when he said this and she blushed and her mouth snapped audibly shut.
    “It’s no bother. Ari, this is my best friend Mia. We lived in Chicago together.”
    “It’s nice to meet you, Mia.”
    “Uhh…” was Mia’s only response.
    Ari shook my MacBook in his hand. “Thanks, I’ll get it back to you. Later?” I knew what he meant by that.
    I handed him a post-it.
    “This is my password and don’t worry – I won’t need the Mac until Monday.”
    It was his turn to look surprised; his jaw dropped. He had grasped immediately the significance of my response.
    “Well, I should be able to copy these notes pretty fast. I can get them back to you by tomorrow night....”
    “You might be pre-occupied tomorrow; lots of people are going to be around for the Homecoming party. Let’s just leave it ‘til Monday. I am okay until then without the computer.”
    Mia gave a snort and Ari whipped his head back at her then at me. I shrugged my shoulders. He had never told me not to tell anyone about our little rendezvous.
    “Ari, are you going to the party tonight?” Rory interrupted our private negotiation and Ari sighed, then pulled his eyes away from me to look at Rory.
    “No, I’m not.”
    “Are you serious? We were all counting on you to give us a ride.”
    “Find someone else.” He said quickly, brushing off Rory. Ari turned his attention back to me. “Ava, I’ll bring this back later tonight.” He left before I could respond.
    Rory and Emily left once they talked Sam in to staying sober. I told them they could borrow my car. Mia and I settled in and stayed up talking for a bit longer.
    “So that was Ari?”
    “Yep.”
    “Wow, Ava. I can see your predicament. He is the most gorgeous person I have ever seen.”
    “Mmm” I smiled just thinking about him. “I know. I am going to end it though. Being ignored by him when anybody is around hurts my heart too much. That’s the most we have ever spoken to each other in front of people. When no one else is around, we talk for hours. I can’t keep up with it any longer.”
    “I think that is a good idea; you need some stability in your relationships. And I still think you are way too good for him.”
    Mia and I both tried to fall asleep in my tiny twin size bed. It wasn’t nearly as comfortable with her in it as it was with Ari. I tossed and turned and then gave up and tried to sleep in my fluffy chair.
    It was two in the morning when Ari opened my door. Mia had been asleep for over an hour. He walked quietly to my chair and put out his hand. I looked up at him and then back down to his outstretched palm.
    I should tell him to go to hell.
    He wiggled his fingers and I put my hand in his. He pulled me to my feet and walked with me out the door and into his room. Ari led me to his bed and then walked back to his bathroom door and locked it. He pulled me down on to the bed with

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