(Requested by MatildeSantos66) (Kinde excited for this one because it's a very interesting concept.)
Y/N Age: 6 🤪
Ariana POV:
I walked at a slightly fast pace down the hallway to my dressing room.
Tonight was the second leg of PWT and I was so excited to see my babies. But speaking of baby, I brought along Y/N to the tour and I was so happy that she is going to see a legacy of fans.
"Mommy you're walking to fast."
I turned around to see my six year old scrambling after me, occasionally stumbling.
"Sorry honey, I'm just impatient to see my fans. Here, let me carry you." I said, scooping her up easily.
The average six year old girl should weight 45 pounds and should be 3'9 in height, but Y/N was 38 pounds and 3'7. She was always an underbloomer, which was ok. I wasn't treating her badly or anything, hell I spoil her so much. She is just a small kid, and that's completely fine.
I held her on my side and eventually made it to my dressing room. Sitting her down on the couch, I gave her a small water bottle and a book to read while I got my makeup done and my outfit on. I know most kids at her age were probably drooling over an iPad or something, but not my kid. She is obsessed with reading and going on adventures, sometimes so obsessed I'll loose her here and there.
"Stay put for mommy please, I don't wanna have to chase after you because you wanted to meet John Cena on the cheese moon." I said, locking eyes with her.
"Yes ma'am." She said, saluting.
I laughed and hurried over to my chair to wait for Josh and Daniel. They soon came in and did their duties, me ending up looking flawless as always. My outfit, which was a green flower shaped skirt and a mint crop top, was hung up on the wall for me to change in to. Everyone left the room except Y/N, who was way to absorbed into her book. I quickly slipped it on and made sure my in ear monitors were in before kissing Y/Ns cheek and running out to the stage.
"See you after sweetheart!" I called as I ran out of the room, not waiting for a reply.
I wasn't to worried about her because Brian, who injured his foot, was going to watch her while I performed. I grabbed my microphone and stood on the platform that was to raise me up to the stage where the fans were waiting. I could hear the screams of excitement and I smiled as the lights hit my face.
Time Skip
Everything was fine until just before POV. The music ended for My Hair and I was ready to sing when I heard a sickening bang. I gasped as people screamed in terror and ran for it. Three more gunshots went off and I knew I had to get out of there.
I ran, dragging Scott who seemed to be in shock, and ended up outside from the back exit of the arena. All of my dancers and staff were standing there with concerning looks. I heard a door slam and turned to see Brian limping over to us, without Y/N.
"Brian where is she?!" I yelled, feeling very sacred now.
"I...I don't know. She ran....off when you were singing....didn't notice.....I tried to look or her but she is fast." He said, clearly out of breath.
I dropped the microphone and ripped my in-ear monitors out before running back into the stadium. I didn't care if there was an active shooter, I needed to find my daughter. If it was necessary I could just dodge bullets and take down the guy myself, that's how desperate I was.
I ran down the hallway towards the stand that near where Brian was watching her. I was about to run all the way around to my dressing room when I heard a soft whimper. I followed the noise to behind the seats to see Y/N hugged up to her knees, trying not to cry.
"Oh baby..." I said before squeezing in to get her.
As soon as I opened my arms she jumped into them and gripped my shoulders. I wrapped my arms around her protectively and stood up to walk back out. As soon as we reached outside she broke down in my grasp, crying about how she saw the 'Gun Man' and was horrified that she ran before the shots happened.
"Shhh I got you junebug, you are safe now" I mused, cradling her in my arms.
Definitely not touring any time soon. I noted to myself.
Eeeeeee
I like this one
Who am I kidding I like all of them
Also I decided to do a face reveal cause this had grown so much so hehe
I'm so ugly bye- 😭
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Ariana Grande Mom Imagines
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