Both you and Ariana went out shopping for the day. You weren't a particularly big fan of shopping, but since your girlfriend enjoyed it you thought you could make it through the day.As you were leaving the mall you heard loud screams and bright flashing. You knew exactly what was going on and so did Ariana. Paparazzi. Usually, they would back up a little bit after a few requests but today it just seemed worse than normal. They were crowding around to two of you shouting some very inappropriate questions shoving the camera in your face.
Ariana was without a doubt used to this, it you on the other hand were not. You were new to this and it definitely did help calm your anxiety, it induced it.
All of a sudden it felt like oxygen was being ripped from your lungs, your breath was labored. The world became blurry as the cameras flashed in your face. Ariana was holding your sweaty hand. You tripped on someones foot and fell down luckily a couple fans caught you. Ariana gasped with worry and quickly led you to the car.
However, by the time you made it to the car your panic attack was only beginning. You gripped the seat as if you were falling. "I-I can't breathe, Ari I c-can't b-breath!" You repeated over and over. She encased your face in her hands, caressing your cheeks knowing well that calms you.
"Yes, yes you can baby. I know it hurts now but you can get through this one." She said with sadness hinted in her voice. She hated seeing you in the terrible state, and knew that she had to be strong for you. After what felt like hours you calmed down matched your breathing with Ariana's. She smiled when you opened your eyes and kissed your cheek sighing in relief as she held you close.
She always kept her word when she said you would get through another one. And you were never alone either.
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𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 (𝐠𝐱𝐠)
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