Ariana Grande Mom Imagines

Surprise!

Y/N Age: 12

Ariana POV:

I breathed out and hugged Y/N close to my body.

It was her twelfth birthday a week ago and we just had her party. A few people showed up which wasn't bad, Y/N is a shy kid and doesn't speak that much unless she is addressed. Her small friend group came, consisting of Evan, Bella, Khalia, and Cleici (BITCH).

I smiled as Y/N shuffled in her sleep and leaned down to kiss her head. I ran my fingers through her soft, long, chocolate brown hair.

I was so jealous of her hair, like why can't I have such beautiful locks? When I was younger I had horrible hair.

My heart warmed, remembering when I was younger and found out I was pregnant with Y/N.

Flashback

I let out a shaky breath and turned the pregnancy test over.

I screamed and almost fainted when I saw the two lines on the stick. I smiled as tears dripped down my face. I'm gonna be a mom!

"Ariana?! Are you ok?!"

I turned to see Dalton bursting into the bathroom, fear pasted across his face.

"Hey Honey, I'm fine." I said, cupping his cheeks and kissing him.

"Then why did you scream like a psychopath?" He asked, brushing a strand of hair out of my face.

I smiled giddily and handed him the test. His eyes widened when he saw the two lines and gasped.

"A-am I gonna be a d-dad?" He stuttered out.

I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Yeah, you are." I said into his shoulder.

"YESSSSSSSS!" 

Dalton picked me up and spun me around, making me scream again. He smiled up at me and kissed me passionately. I kissed him back and hugged his shoulders tightly.

"I love you." I mumbled against his lips.

"I love you too, and this child we will have." He said, placing his hand on my stomach.

I grinned, knowing that he and I will be great parents. I just hoped that our kid would respect us just the same.

Ahhhhh

Cute

Anyways 

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