Ariana's POV.
I groaned and ran my hands over my forehead. "Dead god, seriously mom?"
"Yes Ariana, I'm serious. You keep going back to this man-who has two kids now. Aren't you the least hit worried. Think about what this could do to your career- to your image."
"No. Because I know him. To be completely honest with you, I'm tired of having this conversation. I don't care about how it will affect my image and you shouldn't either to be honest."
I was trying to stay as calm as possible. She is my mother so I didn't want to be disrespectful in any way. But she just really pisses me off whenever she goes off on these unnecessary rants about Y/N.
All she ever does is call me to complain about about me being here with Y/N. I've told her a million times that I'll leave and come back when I felt it was necessary. But of course she thinks she knows best.
I get she's concerned, but I'm an adult. I can make my own decisions without her being down my back.
"Ariana, I just wish you could see it my way. You are taking time off of your tour just to be with him and his kids. I don't get it."
"Well I'm sorry mom. I'm sorry that you don't understand, but I was already on break from tour when I was with Dalton. So please, don't put this on Y/N."
It's like she hates that I'm so happy with him. We can never just have a normal conversation anymore. It's always just her trying to convince me to leave Y/N or telling me why I'm making a "big mistake".
I'm so tired of it. Y/N's a wonderful man, and I love him. We've been though so much together over the years. I've hurt him and he deserves a lot from me.
Being here, with him is me proving that I'm here for the long run. That I want him and only him.
"Ok dear, but I just want you happy."
I sighed and shook my head. "If you would listen to me, then you would know. I'm as happy as I've ever been when I'm with him. I'm not leaving him mom."
If she's gonna keep being like this, then I don't know how much longer our relationship will last.
She's my mom and I love her more than everything, same as my dad. But I can't keep letting them come in between Y/N and I.
As long as he'll have me, I'm sticking beside him.
It just sucks that she can't be happy for me.
Once I got off the phone with mom I made my way downstairs to see Bria sitting on the couch playing with her dolls.
"Hi Bria bear." I smiled as I walked towards her giving her a hug.
She smiled up at me and hugged my legs. "Hi Ari, I am playing with my dolls!"
"I see, are you having fun?"
Bria nodded and continued playing. I let her be before going back up to check on little Noah. It was his nap time so he was out like a light.
I'm happy Y/N feels he can trust me to watch them while he goes off to work. It makes me feel good, and like we're actually going in the right direction.
Just as I was walking back out of Noah's room, I heard Bria shouting for me downstairs.
"Yes baby?"
"Someone is at the door. Daddy told me to not open door by myself." She said sternly and I nodded.
"Well thank you sweetheart, you did a very good thing by coming to me first."
She smiled proudly before skipping away.
