She's The One(Ariana/You)

Clean Sweep

Y/n's POV:

Slowly inhaling, I let the smoke invade my lungs, then I slowly exhale. As the smoke slips from my mouth, I pass the blunt to G." Yo, it's crazy, I'm lowkey nervous." I admit, looking around at my boys.

The Grammy's start in a few hours and it's my first one with nominations. I can walk the red carpet all the live long day, taking pictures and answering questions. But that anxiety of not knowing if I'm going to win or not while I sit there the whole night, that shit is a bit much.

"Aye," Bruno says to get my attention," you gon be ight." He takes a pull from the blunt and passes it." Them first nominations be the worst." His voice drags as the affects of the weed hits him.

"And you got this shit in the bag anyway bruh," Cass says while passing the last of the blunt to me," you been puttin out straight fire since you stepped on the scene ya know, this last album is one of the best ever so you got it."

I nod," I got it." Taking the last pull from the blunt, I set the little bit that's left in the ashtray." Ight, I gotta get ready, one of y'all get rid of this." I point to them.

We all still sit there for a few minutes, then get up and start moving. My wife doesn't come into my arcade room much but I still spray air freshener, hit the couches with some Febreze, and turn on the Airwick candle.

Heading upstairs, I bypass the living room where everybody is starting to show up, and go straight up to my bedroom. My outfit is hanging in a garment bag on the closet door already so I go into the bathroom.

I stop at the sink and brush my teeth. Then I pull out my clippers, lining myself up and cutting my side back to the short length I like them to be. I haven't gotten my hair cut over the past couple months so the top is much longer than I prefer it which means I'll have to figure out what to do with it for tonight.

After I'm done lining myself up I get in the shower, cleaning myself and washing my hair, then I get out. I towel dry my hair, put some castor and jojoba oil in it then pull it into a ponytail for now. Then I pull on my underclothes, some of those silk Versace boxers Bruno gave me cause they definitely feel incredible, and a pair of shorts and t-shirt.

I sit on the edge of the bed and hit up my styling team. They have another job they're at but they'll be here later. So I scroll through Pinterest looking for a style. When I find one, I go downstairs to the one person I know can slay that shit.

Going into the living room, I greet the ladies, then look at the one I was thinking of." Victoria," I sing with a smile, making the woman look up at me." My sweet sweet sister," I cake it on," would you mind braiding my hair."

Her nose turns up a little," don't you got a styling team?" She asks as I walk over and ease onto the floor between her legs, my back resting against the chair.

"They not here sis, come on." I turn my head to look back at her with a pout." Pleeassse."

She rolls her eyes and I smile, doing a little victory dance that makes her hit me upside the head before she pulls the ponytail holder from my hair.

"Vic, don't be hittin my baby daddy." Ariana says from her spot laid up on the couch. I smile and wink at her which makes her blush a little.

"Tell yo baby daddy to stop bein annoying." Victoria rebuttals, then asks what style I'm trying to get. I show her the picture and she nods and starts parting my hair.

I keep my head still and look at Courtney and Ariana." Where my brothers at?" I ask them. Anthony only text me earlier and said he couldn't come to smoke and I haven't heard from Frankie since yesterday.