EDITING!! My Everything: Niall Horan Ariana Grande

Chapter 42

Ariana's P.O.V.

"So hows the college life going for ya" my dad asked as he drove down the streets of Los Angeles.

Everything about this city amazes me. I love the stores, the food, the Broadway's. This is where stars are made.

"Its been good, made a couple new friends" I said looking out the window.

"Well what friends I wanna know everything." Dad says as he watches me through the front mirror.

"Well um, there's Camryn she's a doll, Perrie you know her already, Calum Ashton, Luke, and Michael are in a band, Ugh Zayn he's quiet, Jaide she's lovely, and oh Noah he kinda reminds me of you. And ugh Martie but we don't speak much" I finished as I took another bite of my fries. Yes I left out Niall, for one I don't know what to say about him and second Nialls dad knows my dad, do you know how awkward that would be

"That doesn't seem like a little" mother grumbled sitting back in her seat.

Well I wasn't even talking to her anyway. Here she goes again with her negativity. Geesh I just got back.

"And Ariana put your feet down, act like a lady for once!" She said smacking my feet of the back seat. Making Dylan and Derek chuckle.

So I smacked them.

"Anyways, darling they all seem great, gotta meet them one day"

"Yeah maybe on the way back"

"Sounds like a plan, you're coming to the gala right?"

"Of course dad I wouldn't miss it"

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Walking into the huge house I take in the smell and sight. It feels amazing to be home, literally.

My feet dragged me across the floor to the love seat and I plopped face down on it, groaning loudly.

"Looks like you missed it?" Derek says placing one of my bags down next to me.

"Thank you, and yes I've missed it so much" I said dramatically moving around the seats.

"Ariana! Get your sneakers off the couch" the wicked witch said walking to the kitchen clicking her heels against the hard floor.

I should probably listen it she will bug the hell out of me if I don't.

"Thank you, now go up to your room I left you a surprise for the gala" she sang in an obnoxious voice before leaving to her office.

After many attempts to drag my bag up the 5 flights of stairs. I finally got both bags up to my room, which actually looked the same as I left it.

The same old ed sheeran poster hung on the wall and my bed was properly made. But a white clothing back laid upon it

"This must be the surprise, woopie" I mumbled, looking through the bag that smelt quite good.

A later of paper covered it but when I pulled it out a sparkle caught my gaze.

Oh my lord.

I slowly pulled out the dress that was coated in white with a grey Metallic feel on the side it looked so freaking gorgeous. Not my style but for tomorrow yes.

A knock on my door broke my gaze as I seen Dylan peep in.

"Hey what's up?"

"We have a guest downstairs" he said leading me down there.

Okay.

I pulled my hair back into a nice ponytail and tucked in my band tee, because my mom says untucked isnt lady like'.