Our Little Love ➳ Camila Cabello

thirty-three

Ariana opened the front door with a smile.

Her hair was in a high pony and she was wearing pajama shorts and cut off tee. She looked comfortable. "There's my moon!"
"Thanks for inviting me over." I responded walking in and being pulled into a hug.
"Nonsense, I would've invited you no matter what."

She grabbed one of my fingers and slowly pulled me into her living room. "We are gonna watch Netflix. Anything you want, we will watch it."
"You like horror movies?" I smirked.
"Like? I love them. Halloween has to be my favorite holiday. Scary stuff is my personal favorite." She gushed over the topic of the genre.
"Pick one of your favorites for me and we'll watch it." I responded plopping down on the couch which relieved my tired bones for the moment.

We decided on watching the movie V/H/S because we'd both never saw it and it was the first recommendation. It was more gory than scary but all in all, it was alright.

Ariana turned her attention away from the mess on the screen and put a piece of popcorn in her mouth, "So, can I ask you a weird question? It may be off limits but I'm just as curious as everyone else." I nodded and she continued. "Are you and Camila still together? I'm just wondering because one minute you seem like you're really happy and then the next you kind of have this 'fuck love' essence about you."
I couldn't help but laugh, "Yeah. I like to have a lonely mentality sometimes, but we aren't together at the moment."
"You wanna talk about it?" She sounded sincere.
I shook my head, "Nah. It's not really worth it to get into. It's just something that I'm letting calm down before I move forward."
She understood and took another bite of the popcorn, "Good. Now, I'm sorry for killing the mood. Let's get back to watching some crazy shit."

The movie went on as normal. People died and the end credits came up. Ariana laughed, "Well, that wasn't complete shit."
"Yeah, I feel like we found a new movie to add to our collection of horror movie knowledge."
"You bet. You wanna watch something else or..."
"It's whatever. Unless you wanna go to bed, I can leave."
She shook her head, "No, no. Stay. I won't go to bed until late tonight. Besides, you're keeping me off of social media. That's something most people can't do."

I grabbed the remote and started searching through titles. "Well, we could watch Bob's Burgers until you want me to leave."
"Nonsense, stay as long as you need, love. My house is your house." Ariana replied grabbing her water bottle to take a small sip.

We started talking about how Tina is our spirit animal after a couple of episodes and laughing hysterically at the animation in front of our faces. The episode changed and Ariana's head turned to me for a small gaze then back to the TV.
"What?" I asked, pointing out her obviousness.
"Nothing." She smiled to herself.
"Do I have a something on me?"
She shook her head and looked back, "Not at all. You just look really beautiful tonight."
"You wanna know something?" I asked. She nodded in response.
"You look absolutely flawless. Especially when you smile."
I could see her eyes scan from my eyes to my lips. She leaned in to press her lips to mine and move them slowly.

I laid back and she crawled on top of me while latching her hands to the back of my neck.
She pulled away breathless, "You're really good at kissing. You know that?"
I shrugged, "Thanks. You aren't half bad yourself."
Ariana laid on top of me and rested her head on my chest, her gaze turned towards the TV, "We should do this more often."
I couldn't help but rake my fingers through her hair, "I'd like that."

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I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar place. I used my hand to rub the sleep from my eyes to see the bright white living room. I started to move but felt a weight on top of me. I looked down to see a sleeping Ariana. A smile formed looking down at her. I reached for my phone on the coffee table and finally retrieved it after some tricky stretching.

11:05AM

"Oh fuck." I said to myself.
It was loud enough to wake Ariana from her sleep. She yawned and looked up to see me and smile, "Oh hey, moon. What's up?"
I smiled nervously, "I have to go, Ariana. Im so late."
Ariana nodded and moved off of me and stretched her muscles, "Okay, well. Text me?"
I nodded getting up to grab my keys from the coffee table. I tried to leave but she grabbed my hand and pulled me down to her level. Her lips pressed onto my cheek, "There's your goodbye kiss."
I kissed her cheek back, "Thanks, hun."

I ran out of her house and hurried to start the car and pull out of her gated driveway. When I did, I was automatically bombarded by paparazzi crowding my car with flashing cameras. Fucking savages. I know I'm gonna see so many rumors in a few hours and this isn't going to help my stress at all. Oh god.

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And like clockwork it did. After explaining the idiotic reason why I was late, I worked for 8 hours on my scenes to come back to the various rumors about Ariana and I. Just the standard relationship rumors since I accidentally slept over.

I walked into my trailer to see Mama Sunshine digging in my cabinets.
"When did you get here?" I asked throwing my backpack to the side of the trailer.
"Well, hello to you too, cranky." She replied happily.
"I didn't mean it offensively. I just thought you'd be out with the girls on interviews tonight."
Ally grabbed a box of cheese its and followed me to my couch to sit beside me, "I would be but I needed a break."
"I bet. We all need a break." I sighed feeling exhaustion sweep over me. I laid my head on Ally's shoulder and she put a handful of chips in her mouth.
"You get enough of 'em. Especially when you're spending your breaks with Ariana Grande." Ally mocked in a seductive voice.
"Oh please," I lifted my head, "Ariana and I are not a thing."
Ally shrugged, "I didn't say you were a thing. You did but I didn't."
"We're not."
"I believe you. You're too in love with Camila to go out with Ariana." Ally mocked putting another cheese it in her mouth.
"Shut up, Allycat. I'm a single lady. I could be in love with Michelle Obama if I wanted to be."
"Michelle Obama still can't change the fact that you love Camila." Ally laughed.

I groaned and got up from my seated position to yank my sweatshirt off over my head.

Ally whistled in a cat-calling manner, "Lil mama, have you been working out?"
I smirked at looked down at my toned body, "You can tell?"
"Um, yeah. I'm sure the pope could tell." She slightly giggled at her own joke.
I smirked at her, "Good thing the Pope doesn't check me out like my Mom does."
"Oh, shut up." She joked. "Speaking of family, have you heard about Michael?"
I sighed walking into the back of the trailer to start changing away from her view to get into some sweats and a t-shirt, "Yeah, and he's making progress. He should wake up any day. I'm planning on going to see him when he does."
"Ooo, tell me when you do. I wanna see him." She said excitedly.
I nodded walking out in a new outfit, "Sure thing, mama." I took my seat beside her once more and laid my head on her shoulder, "Thanks for coming by."
"That's one of the first times you've thanked me on your own." She said happily.
"Don't get used to it. I'm not good with my emotions." I laughed.

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A/N:
this was just a nice chapter to write bc I love mama Allyson. anyways, I was just wondering how many of you would be willing to read Ariana smut on here. tell me in the comments below

but if yall aren't down for the story to go that way, I got a couple of tricks up my sleeve ;)

-agf