𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 (𝐠𝐱𝐠)

you think she's cheating

y/n pov*

"ari you were touching up on her and kissing her for the longest" i screamed.

all she did was look at me with the most disgusted face.

"ohh so now you track how long i talk to people? that's so possessive and weird what the fuck is wrong with you!?"

"ari you're the one with the fucking problem. all i wanted to do was get a mutherfucking taco and here you go rambling about your life story like you a new teacher."

ariana just stormed up the stairs and huffed fiercely. "you know y/n? for someone who's so affectionate, you can be such a bitch!" she spat. i looked at her like she was crazy.  "im a bitch? really? well if im such a 'bitch' then i'll just sleep on the couch!"

i sped past her on the stairs to grab a blanket from the guest room. "wait what are you doing?" she asked, "nothing i'm just giving you some space, if you want i can leave.."

"so you can go to one of your other girlfriends?"

"if you wanna keep fighting with me just say that, i'm trying to give you some time alright."

she just sighed and rolled her eyes, walking into the bedroom. i went to our bathroom to brush my teeth, while she was scrolling on phone on our bed. Then i felt a head lay on my back. I just groaned and focused on what i was doing. she didn't budge and still clung on to me, "ari do you need something? because right now it's giving bipolar ass bitch for me" i mumbled.

she remained silent as i spit out my toothpaste and wiped my face. i grabbed my phone as i made my way down the stairs and on to the couch. and just as i turned on the tv, here comes ms. ariola granola herself with that bullshit pouty face.

i kept my face on the tv and continued enjoying the wonder years. "are you going to apologize or just stand there with that stupid ass expression on your face?"

"i really am sorry, y/n. i know i messed up by calling you bitch, but never in my life would i cheat on you. i could never break your trust like that"

i just did a fake pondering face and said "you will recieve a response in about three to four buisness days."

she crossed her arms with a "really hoe?" expression.

"i'm kidding, you little buzzkill."

"so are you sleeping in the bed tonight?" she asked hopefully. "nah im way too comfortable right here, but feel free to join me." she jumped over the couch and onto my lap. I grabbed to blanket and threw it over us.

"now sleep, they way you were acting you done stressed out my future kids."

"shut the fuck up."

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