"Y/N, do I really get to see Ariana Grande?" Theo asked excitedly.
"Unfortunately." I told her. Elly nudged me.
"I'm so excited! I'm so excited!" She shouted. The five year old jumped on me, and I picked her up. Her brown curls fell in her face, and I moved them out of the way for her.
"I know you're excited, baby." I smiled.
We were in line at the meet and greet for Ariana. The two of us were all over the tabloids despite our falling out. Everyone was raving about that billionaire that beat up paparazzi for the pop star. Little did they know the billionaire regretted it deeply. I was being sued for 2 million dollars per person. It wasn't a lot to me, but I damn sure didn't want to lose it.
A big man came out of the tent and walked up to us.
"Hi!" Elly said.
"Mrs. Grande wants for you three to follow me to the back of the line." He said. Theo looked up quickly. Her big brown eyes over flowed with tears.
"She doesn't want to see me?" Theo cried.
"What the hell is 'Mrs. Grande's' problem? If she has a problem with me we can handle it directly, but she can't take it out on my baby sister." I snarled.
"It's actually the opposite. She wants more time with you three, so she's sending you to the back." He said. Theo's tears stopped as quickly as they started.
"She wants to see me?!" She yelled. The man nodded.
"Oh...well let's go." I said. I kept Theo in my arms as we walked to the back of the line.
"She's married?" I asked Theo.
"Yeah, she's married to a nice man named Dalton." Theo told me. I hummed.
"Who would marry her?" I said.
"Y/N." Elly warned.
"You can smoke a blunt in the trunk with Theo in the backseat, but I can't talk shit. Hypocrisy." I said. After waiting for about two hours it was finally our turn. When we stepped in the tent, the girl in front of me looked nothing like the crying mess I saw Tuesday night. She was beautiful. I felt Theo kicking me.
"Put me down! Put me down!" She said. I snapped out of my thoughts and placed her on the ground. She ran over to Ariana and hugged her.
"She don't even hug me like that." I said rolling my eyes.
"Ariana, I know all of your songs. I know all of the dances. I'm your biggest fan I promise." Theo giggled. Ariana laughed.
"Oh I bet you are. You are the absolute cutest." Ariana said.
"That's what everyone says." Theo smiled.
"Say thank you, baby." I told her.
"I mean, thank you." She told Ariana.
"You're very welcome." Ariana said.
"Can we take the picture now?" Theo asked.
"Yes, of course. Are your sisters joining us?" Ariana asked looking at me.
"No, it's all about me. Plus Y/N doesn't even know who you are. She doesn't deserve to be in it." Theo said.
"Hey, I brought you here!" I said.
"Exactly. You brought me here. We are here for me!" She sassed me. I held my hands up in defense.
"Fuck that. I want a picture with Ariana Grande." Elly said.
"How about one with me and you, Theo? And then one with me, you and your sister." Ariana suggested. Theo nodded. In the picture, Theo and Ariana were hugging and smiling ear to ear. Then Elly came in and they made little silly faces for the camera. When they were done, Ariana turned to Theo.
"Do you think maybe I could talk to Y/N alone real quick?" She asked.
"Why would you want to talk to her? She's weird." Theo said.
"Yeah, I can hear you kiddo. Don't know if you knew or not." I said.
"Of course I know. You're standing right there. Don't hurt Ariana while I'm gone." Theo said.
"I'll be sure to do that." I said. Theo and Elly held hands and walked out of the room.
Ariana's Point of View
Y/N watched as her sisters walked out of the tent. She was wearing a Lebron James jersey with shorts and white Jordan's. I looked at her tattoos on both of her arms and legs. I looked up at her.
"I just wanted to say I'm really sorry about how I acted." I said. She sighed.
"I'm sorry too. I was being an asshole to you, and that's my bad. I was just having a bad day, and I took it out on you. I felt really bad about making you cry, Ariana. Like really bad. I have a really bad temper, but that's no excuse." She told me.
"It's totally okay, Y/N." I told her. She gave me a nervous smile. We stood in awkward silence until she spoke up.
"My lawyers say I don't have to go to jail for beating up those guys." She said. I laughed loudly.
"That's good cause you wouldn't last a second in there." I told her. She raised an eyebrow.
"I promise I'd be just fine in jail. You saw me fight off those paparazzi guys for you." Y/N smiled.
"Oh yeah! Sorry I forgot about that Sergeant Ledger." I said saluting her. She laughed at me.
"Actually I was honorably discharged from the Marines awhile a go, and I was Captain Ledger. But since I'm a civilian now I go by my civilian title, Dr. Ledger." She told me.
"Slipped my mind you went to every college possible." I told her.
"Only went to MIT and Harvard." She said.
"Yeah well those count as like three schools each." I told her. "So are you like a medical doctor or what?"
"No, I have my 4 doctorate degrees in mechanical engineering, electrical engineering, business, and architecture." She told me.
"Wow." Was all I could get out.
"Ariana, it's time for sound check." One of the body guards told me.
"Okay, coming." I told him.
"It was nice talking to you again." Y/N said.
"Yeah, it was." I said. She stood there looking around.
"Me and my friends are throwing a party tomorrow if you want to come. I know you probably wouldn't want to cause you're some big superstar but-" Y/N rambled.
"Of course. I would love to come. Who wouldn't want to come to a billionaire's party? Do we have to wear fancy clothes and little masks?" I teased.
"Dress code is strictly butt ass naked. No clothes allowed. Not even contacts. Motherfuckers just gonna have to walk into walls." She joked.
"Okay, so just text me your address. I don't really remember where I was held captive at." I told her.
"Okay, just give me your number." Y/N said holding out her phone.
"Ooh are you trying to ask me out?" I smirked.
"Yeah I've never had a girlfriend, and I never will." Y/N told me. I gasped.
"How have you never had a girlfriend?" I asked.
"Because I'm a whore, Ariana." She replied. I laughed out loud and grabbed her phone. I put my number in and gave her the phone back.
"Okay, so I'll see you tomorrow." I said.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Ariana." She smiled. The way she said my name sent me into a spiral.
"Okay, tomorrow." I smiled. She walked out of the tent leaving her cologne with me. "Tomorrow."
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Your Point of View
It was around 11 at night, and the party had really just started. There were people in my house who I had never even met before. But I was only looking for Ariana. Someone tapped me on my shoulder. I turned around to see Normani.
"Hey, boo." She said. I hugged her.
"I'm very glad you could make it. You look very sexy." I told her.
"You know I come to every party. And thank you with your drunk ass." She laughed.
"Yeah I'm a little tipsy." I said.
"A little tipsy? How much have you had to drink?" She asked.
"Ah, I don't know!" I shouted as I ran away. I ran into my best friend, Brady, and bounced off of him onto the floor. He picked me up with ease. He was a big ass fucking dude. Like 6'5 and weighed a solid 250 of pure muscle.
"Hi, Brad." I smiled.
"Hi, Y/N." He smiled.
"Fuckhead one and two, come take shots with me!" Our other best friend, Jackson, said. We hurried over to him. He was a scrawny little 6'3 boy. He poured nine shots of tequila.
"I fucking hate tequila!" I said.
"I don't give a fuck!" He responded. I flipped him off with both hands.
"Lets do this!" Brady shouted.
"One, two, three." The three of us shouted. Then we downed three shots each. The liquor burned going all the way down. I shook my head with my tongue out at the taste.
"Damn, you eat pussy like that?" Brady laughed.
"Yeah, ask your mom." I told him. I took off running before he could grab me. I walked to the fridge and grabbed a green apple 4loko. Then I heard my name.
"Y/N!" I turned around and there she was. With the same girl that came to pick her up.
"Hello, Mrs. Grande. Hello, friend." I said.
"In what world are you, an adult, drinking a 4loko?" Ariana asked me.
"This one. Drink some." I said getting her a blue raspberry one out of the fridge.
"No way." She said.
"Yep, you and your friend share it." I insisted.
"Why do we get to share and you get a whole one?" Ariana crossed her arms.
"Uh cause I'm a fucking g who been drinking these bitches whole since I was 15." I told her.
"I want a whole one." Ariana persisted.
"I want a whole one. Fine!" I said. I handed her another blue raspberry. "Drink up."
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"I wanna play a game. I wanna play a game!" Ariana shouted. It was just me, her, Victoria, Jackson, Brady, Elly, and my brothers Jack and Luke.
"Sit down. Ain't nobody bout to play a game with you." Victoria slurred.
"Vic, you fucked up?" I asked. She giggled. I laughed at her.
"I'll play a game, Ariana." Luke said. He sat beside her.
"Ooh Y/N, he tryna steal your girl." Victoria laughed.
"Luke likes dick, babe." I told her.
"True." He said.
"Truth or dare!" Ariana shouted.
"Jesus we'll do it!" I shouted back. I moved to the couch and fell over it. "Who goes first?"
"Truth or dare, you Y/N." Ariana said.
"Truth." I responded from the ground.
"Favorite sex position." She said.
"Damn the game just started!" Jack laughed. I stood up off the ground and stumbled on my feet.
"Aight, check it. Hitting it from the back throat in right hand, left hand on clit. Boom!" I said. "Truth or dare, Jack."
"Dare. You know me." He said.
"I dare you to text mom that you got Megan Fox pregnant." I said.
"Done." He responded. "Ariana, truth or dare."
"Dare!" She said excitedly.
"I dare you to take Y/N upstairs for seven minutes in heaven. Oh yeah baby." He said.
"How old are you? Motherfucker. How old!" I shouted. Ariana grabbed my hand.
"I have no idea where your room is." She whispered.
"Neither do I." I whispered back. "Time me!"
"Your time starts now!" Jack yelled. I picked Ariana up and raced up the stairs to my room. She held on to my neck as I raced through the halls.
I went in my room and shut the door. I placed her down.
"This place is fucking huge!" She shouted.
"Yeah I know. Just for me." I told her.
"And your bed is so fucking big!" She yelled.
"Yes it is." I said. I climbed on it and got under the covers. "Well goodnight."
"Goodnight? We have like 6 and a half minutes left!" She said.
"Yeah, but I be tired." I shrugged.
"Then I'm sleeping with you." She said.
"Oh hell no. I hate sleepovers." I told her.
"Too bad." Ariana said climbing into bed beside me.
"You're a trip, Ariana." I laughed.
"I love the way you say my name." She said lowly. I opened my eyes.
"Hey now don't get me too excited. You got a husband." I said.
"Oh my God, I do!" She said.
"Exactly." I told her.
"Can we still cuddle?" She asked.
"How about you call and ask your husband that exact question? Say 'hey husband. I'm in bed beside the sexiest fucker to ever walk the Earth. And I was just wondering can I cuddle with her?' I want you to call and say that." I told her.
"But I want your arms around meeeee." She whined.
"Ariana!" I said.
"Y/N!" She said back.
"You funny. I like you." I told her.
"Like me enough to hold me tonight?" She asked.
"Fine, Ariana. But I'm denying this until the end of time." I told her. I put my arm around her, and she held on to it.
"Are we about to be best friends?" She asked me.
"Probably." I told her.
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