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Be My Baby... 💞

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Ariana's POV >

(Present Ariana)

I thought he was the one; I thought he was the fucking one. How could I be more stupid.

Shit.

His face was sculpted perfectly, his body was a perfect muscular physique, his lips were plump and shaped as if they were a heart, his love that I think is not here anymore was just what I wanted. I wanted him more than anything, I couldn't fucking resist him.

He's My Everything.

He WAS My Everything.

And I guess, our love story has already ended.

After I have knew, everything I needed know. I knew we weren't meant to be. We we're meant to be- I guess- but we were also meant to break and fall apart, cause our love is not that powerful.

I guess it is possible for something to break someones relationship. It is.

Like ours.

Anything, could break us down. And I guess I wasn't powerful enough to fight for our love and here I am thinking of him as we speak.

In the mind of mine, I thought of him.

"Ariana?" Mr. E or Mr. Everdeen called for my name as I thought about him, and what I mean "Him" is Harry,

I thought about him and only him.

"This is Agent Styles, your partner for the whole mission." Mr. E spoke relentlessly pointing at someone who had, ruffled long haired curls, plump heart shaped lips, perfect sculpted jawline and face, he was just as perfect as

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"Harry- Styles." I said looking at him, the one whom I've thought of throughout the fucking years,

He did hurt me, but I love him so I can't hurt him back physically; But I know how to fucking hurt him emotionally.

I know he knows my weaknesses but he doesn't know I fucking know him better, more than how he fucking knows me.

I can hurt him, better than what he did.

"Grande?" He curiously spoke with knitted brows, I winced at just the way he fucking looked at me- Shit. I smirked knowing that he couldn't believe, I, myself, Ariana Grande Butera. Is here.

"I thought you were dead." He told me with wide eyes, he couldn't fucking believe it I could've just laughed my ass out in front of him,

"I was- but I rose from the dead-" I spoke and he still had his eyes wide and his mouth open making me continue,

"I thought you were fucking dead." I spoke letting him show off his nerves glaring at me.

This is gonna be one hell of a journey.

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