Ariana Grande Imagines

I'll Have You

(This is the original scenario I had in my head for how Y/N and Ariana met. It's storming again and I think it's a microburst this time. 

Btw a microburst is a mini tornado/hurricane mix.

Anyways enjoy!)

Ariana POV:

I gave a nice smile to the bright, flashing cameras.

It was a warm Monday night and I was attending the MTV Music Awards. Celebrities came and went, posing up a storm for the paparazzi and article photographers. I wore a leather dress with a gold trim that hugged my curves perfectly. 

"Ariana over here!"

I turned my head and smiled again when a cameraman called my name. It was almost time for me to head inside to change for my performance, so I waved to all the photographers and hurried along with Scooter and my Nonna to go get changed. 

I rushed to my dressing room and stripped from my leather dress, throwing on my black and white outfit and grabbing my in-ear monitors. I ran down the hallway to the backstage to get ready to step on up to the platform. I rocked back and forth on my heels, feeling very nervous. I glanced around, smiling at workers as they passed by, and froze when I saw someone.

There was a woman, about 5'2, typing on her phone. She had wavy 'your color' hair and beautiful 'your color' eyes. She was short but firm, holding her posture straight and relaxed. She had a defined face too, as everything about it was trimmed to perfection. I stared at her in awe, wondering what a beautiful goddess like her was sitting around backstage. I watched her for a bit before I heard Jesse's verse coming to and end meaning I have to go onstage.

Time Skip

I waved to the fans before quickly running offstage. I wanted to find that girl and talk to her, she was gorgeous. As I got changed I thought about how she looked and how she would look even better next to me. When I finished I hurried out to go look for her, hoping to god that she stuck around. 

I ran down a hallway and turned left just to run into someone. I stumbled but caught myself as the person was smaller than me. 

"Oh my god I'm so sorry I-" My sentence was cut off when I looked down to see who I ran into.

It was her, and she was staring at me with wide, wondrous eyes. She cleared her throat after a moment, standing up to her feet.

"Um..." I trailed off, still in awe of her face.

She raised and eyebrow at me, hugging her sides like she was cold.

"Hi, I'm Ariana." I said after a moment, holding out my hand.

Her confused face turned happy in a second, her lips snaking up into a smile.

"It's nice to meet you, I'm Y/N."

I internally gasped. Her voice sounded so angelic and smooth, making me feel all fuzzy. She took my hand in her slightly smaller one and I almost melted in her touch. Her hand was softer than kashmir and was light and warm.

"Soooooo, you busy this week?" I blurted, staring at her bright eyes.

She giggled and I smiled wider, her laugh sending shivers down my spine.

"Yeah, I'm free all year actually. I'm never busy."

"Sweet! Wanna meet up for lunch on Friday?" I asked, brushing my thumb across her knuckles.

Y/N smiled and nodded, pulling out her phone.

"Sure, can I get your number? It will be easier to contact you." She asked, looking up at me.

"Yeah, of course."

We spent the rest of the night chatting and getting to know each other. I learned that she is a federal agent for the United States Navy, which is crazy because she seems so innocent and kind to wield a gun and beat up four hundred pound men. 

The night ended much before I wanted it too and we said our goodbyes, Y/N sneaking a kiss to my cheek. I blushed and hid my face in my hands pretending to cough. I was daydreaming the whole ride home, thinking about how perfect she was.

I'll have you, I thought.

Cuteeeeeee

I luvvvvvv this chapter 

What Ariana was wearing at the awards: