Dear, Mr. Costello. by Ariana Lomeli (life changing books to read .TXT) 📕

blushed automatically,cursing myself for getting embarrassed easily. I pulled my shirt down revealing my chest and the hickeys. "EW!! Last time I ask about what you were doing with Blake!"She exclaimed. The front door opened. "...She would want to see you?"I heard Jeremy ask. "Cause I know she loves me."A voice answered. I jumped up from my spot and ran to the door. My best male friend standing right there was looking at me mouth agape. Ian Harding. He's a celebrity. And my best friend. Also Jeremy's role model. "Ian!"I yelled and hugged him. My spirits went up when I felt him hug me back. "Juliet,look at you! Why are your eyes puffy?"He asked as he pulled back and moved some hair out of my face. I chuckled. "Oh,you know me. I broke a nail."I lied. He looked at me closely and shrugged. I could tell he didn't believe my lie which meant he was about to do something drastic so we could talk about it. "Oh,Juliet! I forgot to get Jeremy his ice cream. Walk with me to the store so I could get it."He said. I laughed. "Okay,Ian. Let me put on fresh clothes."I said and went upstairs. "That dude always brings up your spirits. I need to learn his secret."Ashley said coming with me upstairs. I laughed again as we entered my room. I got a white tank top and green baskeyball shorts and my white nikes and put them on. "Jeff texted me to come to his house for dinner. I'll see you at school tomorrow."Ashley said. I nodded and went downstairs behind her. She left after a couple of minutes in her car and Jeremy went upstairs to take a shower and Ian and I started our walk to the store. "So,why were you really crying?"He asked me. "You have to promise not to go running and telling everybody."I told him and held out my pinky. He interlaced it with mine and I began my story only leaving out the werwolf parts. Three~

"....and then he left and I don't know if I'm going to school tomorrow to face him."I said to Ian. Right now Jeremy's ice cream was long forgotten. We were in a pizzeria shop right next to a window. Ian's face showed shock,and amusement. "You know this is all too familiar."Ian said. I cocked my head to the side in confusion. My brown locks falling to the side. "Eight words. Give me your hands."He said and I listened. I set my hands on the table. "I play a Teacher on Pretty Little Liars."With each word he touched a finger. "But,I'm not your student and that's just a show. Ian,I could get expelled if we get caught. You get paid for acting like a Teacher on television while Blake might run the risk of going to jail. You know how much it hurts to see other girls and female staff flirt with him and I can't go up there and tell them he's mine and he's taken."I said. "I could give you advice for your future."He said. I nodded and played with his ahnds while he talked. The door opened and the bell rang telling the waiters somebody had come in. "Break up with him. If he hasn't said it by now then he's just using you."Ian said. I said a head that looked suspiciously like the back of Blake's. I focused my attention on Ian. "I can't do that. I actually care about him. He was the first person I ever loved. You're the first person that pushed me out of a tree when I was eight."I said and chuckled a little. "You know I still have that ring you gave me."Ian said. I looked at him in shock and the biggest smile etched onto my face. "That  stretchy ring I horribly painted?"I asked him. He nodded and took off a necklace. On that piece of yarn that was a necklace was my ring I painted when I was 14. I took it in my hands and put it on his finger. It fit perfectly. "Why don't you wear it on your hand?"I asked him. It was a piece of crap,but it was a piece of crap with meaning behind it. "Because Ian Harding cannot go out wearing Vera Wang jewelry."He said. I laughed and shook my head. "You're right."I said and he cocked his head to the side. "It's not Vera Wang. It's the official Juliet Monroe collection."I said and we both laughed. After we finished laughing he asked me a question. "Are we gonna make that bastard jealous?"He asked. "Please,do not call him a bastard. And what do you mean? You have places to be while your here Mr. Fitz."I said referring to his teacher role on Pretty Little Liars. "Would you like to come with me to a party. Granted it's not a teenage party but still."He said. I gasped. "Can I bring a friend?"I asked. "Depends on who it is. If it's this Blake then I'll kill him on the spot."Ian said. "So,bringing him is out of the picture then?"I asked. "You best believe,Child. But,word has it Ian Somerhalder will be there."He said. "Honestly I don't see what you see in him. I mean look at me. I look hot for my age."He added as an afterthoght. "Ian,you're hot. But Ian Somerhalder,oh god if he was a vampire I would so let him bite me."I said and clasped my hands together with a dazed look on my face. "Oh come on. Anybody can put on make up to look like a vampire and look hot."Ian said. I gaped at him. "What? Do I have something on my face?"He asked. 'Ian do me a favor and stand up."I said. He stood up and I looked at him closely. "Hair's perfect. Teeth perfect. Non-wrinkley clothes."I said and felt his abs. Perfect. "Is that a six pack?"I asked him. "Sure is. Now,not that I'm complaining but why are your hands on my abs?"He asked me. 

"Had a feeling you were gay becaise you said Ian Somerhlder was hot."I said and took money out of my purse and put it on the table. "I'm a man first before anything."Ian said which reminded me of Blake. Blake had a tattoo on his back that said something similar to what Ian just said. "Let me pay. Here."He added and handed me my money back and replaced it with his. "Thanks. And yeah,I might come."I said and we started walking to the front door of the shop. "So,where are you sleeping at while your here?"I asked him once we passed a table. "At your house in your room of course."He said and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I heard a growl. "No,you'll be sleeping on the couch and you'll make your mistress some breakfast in the morning."I said and we left out the door.

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The next morning was a school day and Ashley let herself in as I was doing my hair. I heard Ian squeal on my floor as the door hit his foot. "Blake's downstairs and he's asking about who's yellow porsche is out there."Ashley said just as Blake stormed into my room. "Who in the hell is this?"Blake asked as he pulled the big furry blanket off of Ian. Ian was shirtless and he was in a fetal position. Ian groaned and reached for the blanket,but found none. He looked around the room and spotted Ashley's face. "Hey Ashley."Ian said. "Hey,Ian."She said. Blake looked at the shirtless Ian and he looked ready to kill. "Ian this is the wonderful Blake."I said and pointed to Blake. "This is Blake?"Ian asked. "I've played better teachers in foreplay."Ian said and I blushed. Back when it was just Ian and I we acted like boyfriend and girlfriend. New mysteries are unraveling for you guys. Even Ashley didn't know about Ian and I. I looked at Ian and went over to him. I sat on the floor next to Ian and laid my head on his stomach. The idiot sat up right away which ended up in me hitting my head on the floor. Ian laughed. "That's what you get for letting me sleep on your floor."Ian said. I sat upright. "Well,I wasn't gonna let you sleep right next to me in bed."I said. Conversations with Ian usually resulted in me forgetting everybody around us. "You let me sleep in your bed last time."Ian said. "Last time was a year ago and I didn't have a boyfriend back then."I said and looked at the ground. "You let Larry th Wolf sleep in your bed."Ian said. "That's beause Larry the Wolf was a tiny-" "Wolf."Ian said.  I looked at him and smiled. "Yeah. Remember one time during the summer he didn't know you and he bit you on the ass."I said and laughed hard. I ended up falling back on the floor clutching my stomach. "Hey,what are you all dressed up for?"Ian asked me. "Unlike you I actually have school."I said standing up and looking at myself in the mirror. "Oh! Can I come?"He asked me.  "You wanna take a look inside a real high school and not one a studio put up for you?"I asked him sarcastically. "Yeah. I bet you ten bucks that somebody that watches Pretty Little Liars will call me Mr. Fitz."He said and did an imitation of a teenage girl. "'OH EM GEEE!!!! IT'S MR. FITZ DOESN'T HE JUST LOOK SO YUMMY??!!'"I shook my head and laughed a little. I looked at my oufit which consisted of a black collared shirt and a pink plaid skirt with fishnet tights and black heels. I looked hot. "Ian,nobody in their right mind would say that."I said. "OH EM GEEE!!!! IT'S MR. FITZ DOESN'T HE JUST LOOK SO YUMMY??!!"Ashley said. "See? Now give me my ten bucks Ms. Monroe."Ian said. I looked at Ashley and scowled at her and she just smiled like she was innocent. I got my purse and got out two fives. "There goes my gas money."I said sadly. Ian was about to take it but I held it back. "Food money,bill money. Cigarette money. Oh,the horror!"I said and dramatically handed it to Ian but he pushed it back. He knew I didn't smoke cigarettes.  "Keep it. It'll pay for your cigerette addiction meetings."He said and we both looked at each other and laughed. "Juliet were gonna be late for school. So tell this dude to crash somewhere else."Blake said. I looked at him and smiled. I was supposed to be crying over him but if he didn't say 'I Love You.' in four months I was breaking up with him. I only told this little plan to Ian and nobody else. I didn't care if he was my mate or not,if he didn't say it,that would mean he didn't love me and I wasn't going to give myself to him in those four months. "Blake shouldn't teachers always arrive at school an hour before the students anyway."I said to him. "Yep!"Ian said. "I always had to act like I was there at school early may times before."Ian added. I turned to Ian and sat in front of him and took his hands in mine. "Are you a good kisser?"I asked him.