Ariana Grande Mom Imagines

I Was So Worried

(So yesterday there was a mall shooting WHILE I WAS AT THE MALL. Thankfully I was on the opposite side of the store but I was still terrified when I heard the shots. I usually write imagines about real life things sooooo. Here ya go!)

Y/N Age: 15 1/2

Ariana POV:

I sat and threw the ball back and forth to Dalton while the dogs chased it. 

It was a Saturday and Y/N had left about an hour ago to hang with her friends at the mall. Usually I would protest but I remembered that she is 15 now, not 7, and she needs to get out and socialize. Besides, if I tried to keep her cooped up she would probably break out. Damn her for being so smart.

I was about to toss the ball to Coco when my phone buzzed. I picked it up to see Victoria's name on the screen. I instantly answered.

"Hello?" I said, tossing the ball away. 

"Ariana, you need to get to the mall right now." She yelled, sounding frantic.

"Why?" I questioned, standing up to get my keys.

"There is an active shooting."

I froze and dropped my water bottle. 

A shooter, at the mall my daughter is at.

A shooter...

The mall she is at.....

A shooter with my daughter.

I ended the call and rushed out of the house, Dalton at my heel as the phone was on speaker and he heard everything. We pulled out of the driveway and sped down the road to the city mall. We eventually pulled into the parking lot and I burst out of the car.

People were running for their lives, tripping over each other and getting trampled as gunshots echoed from the building. I scanned the crown, frantically looking for Y/N. I was about to run into the mall when I heard her yelling.

"Come on Evan, keep going! I refuse to die because you ate to many churros!" 

I snapping my head towards the sound of her voice, just to see her running with her two friends Evan and Bella.

She looked scared, but at the same time calm. Like she knew that her life was in danger but she didn't give a shit because she is a badass. I watched as she dragged Evan while looking around for a safe place.

Before I knew what was happening I was sprinting at her, Dalton at my side. 

"Y/N!" I screamed, crashing into her.

"Mom!?" She yelled, clinging onto me.

I swayed our bodies and kissed her head repeatedly, trying to keep her safe. Our cute moment was ruined when police cars drifted in. I looked towards the three terrified teenagers in front of me.

"Let's go home, we don't wanna stay here."

Time Skip

It's been a few hours since the shooting and everything has calmed down.

Dalton, Y/N, and I were currently snuggled up on the couch, Y/N being fast asleep in my arms. I was absentmindedly stroking her hair while we watched LA's Finest. She was a cuddle bug and loved to be in my arms so when we would watch movies I would always open them for her. I glanced down at her face and smiled. She was definitely cute when she was sleeping.

"D, we are going to have to talk to her when she wakes up tomorrow morning." I mumbled, loud enough for him to hear.

He nodded and kissed the side of my head.

"Poor thing must be traumatized." He replied, brushing a strand of hair out of her face.

I watched as she shuffled in her sleep, curling up tighter into my side. I leaned down and pressed my lips to her forehead, letting my lips linger.

"I was so worried. Never letting you out of my sights Y/N." 

Sorry that this was so short.

I'm really tired and have a long day tomorrow.

Byeeeeeee