𝔾ℝ𝔼𝔼𝔻𝕐 (an Ariana Grande x Y/n story)

Chapter 12 (everytime)

-Ariana POV-
*flashback*

I looked out the window of my New York apartment. I had recently finished my dangerous woman tour to the dismay of my mental health and was now cuddled up alone in my apartment.

I wanted to be alone so I could be with my thoughts without everyone telling me the same thing over and over.

"Get well soon."

"Take care"

"I'm so sorry"

The same annoying prattle over and over I couldn't take it. I swear if I hear it one more time I'll kill myself. Feeling my phone vibrate I sighed.

Lately, I've tried to keep my access to my phone and the internet at a low. After all, no matter where I looked I was reminded of that accident.

The notification was from Malcolm god he was pissing me off. I love him I truly do but I hate his drug addiction especially when he promised me so many times that he would stop.

I didn't feel like talking to him nor did I feel like laying around in bed anymore. Plus it's around the time I let Toulouse out to do his business.

I put on a warm coat put my hair down and my glasses on so I'm not as recognizable and leashed Toulouse up. Stepping outside I put my hoodie up and carried Toulouse till we arrived at the nearby dog park. Once there I put him down and let him ramp around smelling the grass. Wagging his tail when he would run into other dogs.

And most importantly exercise. I had brought out his favorite ball and for a few minutes, we played fetch together.

"Uhm excuse me I don't mean to bother but." I turned my attention to a girl who looked around my age dressed in some jeans and a hoodie and a camera in her hand. "Could I take a picture of your dog for my college assignment? If that's alright with you." I stared at this lady. I wondered if she recognized me.

"Sure," I spoke monotone and she smiled. "Thank you so much." For the first time in a while, I felt something other than discomfort sadness, and happiness.

I called Toulouse back over and like the good boy he was he sat down and allowed the lady to take pictures of him. "Again I can't thank you enough." She petted Toulouse and surprisingly he liked it. He didn't usually like everyone petting him.

Maybe she was... No, I just met her and I'm in a relationship a dying relationship.

"What's his name." She asked did this girl not recognize me. "Toulouse." She oohed maybe this is where she makes the connection. "Like the one cat in that cat movie."

"If you mean aristocats then yes." Stopping her petting she stood up and cracked her back. "Uhm my name is Y/n if you want to know." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small card. "I'm an up incoming photographer and well if you ever want pictures of your dogs or maybe your friends want pictures of their dogs you can call that number or head to my website. Which is on the card."

Looking down at it it had a simple design scheme and right in the middle had her phone number and website. "Thank you If I ever need a photographer I'll call you." Y/n smiled and I felt my heart skip a beat. She was so beautiful and that smile of hers warmed my heart.