'Ari! Frankie!' I called, 'Are either of you two digging a Starbucks?' (This my friend is how to excite the Grande kids) Almost instantly I was being fired Starbucks orders from my siblings. One Soy Latte with half a pump of vanilla,one Valencia Orange and some sort of coffee for myself,I'm not picky where Starbucks is concerned.
After finalising the orders I had been given I grabbed my keys and headed for my car. As the large gates, which were guarding my home were opened, I was temporarily blinded by a series of flashes. I cursed to myself and began to cautiously drive hoping I wouldn't injure anyone, although that's exactly what I felt like doing. Like hell, is there some sort of celebration I am not aware of secretly going on in my home?
As I'm pulling off onto the highway I realise there are two intimidatingly large,identical cars driving a little to close to me, though I brush it off and continue driving. By the time I had reached Starbucks I had concluded it was the fucking paparazzi following me. Lord have mercy.
I reluctantly stepped out of my car,now fully aware of my lazy day outfit. I wasn't planning on being photographed today. I wore black sweatpants,a white tank, and beige UG boots-basically I looked like the most common white girl ever walking into her natural habitat.
I rhymed off my drink order to the person behind the counter. He smiled sweetly and said,'You're Ariana Grande right?' If it wasn't for his sweet smile I might have just cussed him out then and there. I politely agreed and returned a weak smile. I collected my drinks and headed for the exit when I was caught red handed. I was taken aback when a thick British accent emerged from behind me and spoke, 'oh, by the way mate that's not Ariana Grande,that's her sister' I turned around with heated cheeks only to be greeted with an all too familiar face. Harry Styles.
'Long time no see Styles,' I greeted him warmly with a hug,he towered over my small frame. With a raised eyebrow and a light smirk playing on his lips he replied, 'Nice to see you too, Ariana.' You have got to be kidding me.
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'Oh That's her Sister' //Ariana Grande//
Fanfiction"She's in the studio Harry." "I'm not here for Ariana"