Ariana's POV
The next day after the kiss, I pretended nothing happened. I only spoke to him regarding the kids and whenever he would come and talk to me. Whenever he would start to bring up what had happened, I would make up an excuse and leave. Granted, it's only been about a week, I have no idea how the rest of the tour would go. Right now we're on a break and I am now at home. I was going to go to New York, but with Anne's wedding only being a few days away, my family was already here, leaving no reason to go. Nonna and nonno arrived early this morning, my mom arrives tomorrow night, and Frankie's been with me since his visit back in Spain.
Right now, everyone's out in the backyard enjoying the very rare, warm, english weather. The kids, as always, were playing dress up with Frankie, and my grandparents sat at the patio watching them. I was currently bringing out the lemonade when my phone started to ring, both of my hands were occupied so it went to voicemail.
"Bellasima, turn that phone off, come spend some time with us. When was the last time we've seen you?" Nonno said.
"You're right." I said, then went over and put my arms around his neck, resting my head on his shoulder. "I've really missed you." Then I looked over next to me and said, "You too, nonna."
"I don't understand why you don't just move back to Florida. What's keeping you here?" She asked me. I looked over at Mia and Danny and saw them laughing together. "All your family is in Florida, they need to be raised with family." She continued, referring to the kids.
"I can't just take them away. It's not just me to think about nonna, they have their family here, too-"
"Who we've never even met-"
"But you're meeting them at the wedding. They've been amazing. I don't think I would've been able to do it. Gemma, she- she was the one who was really there for me. They're as much my family as they are to Mia and Danny."
"But-"
"But nothing, nonna. I'm not moving back to Boca. I love you and it's been forever since I've seen you, let's not fight."
I could tell she was going to say something else on the topic, but nonno told her that she should just be happy that we're all together at the moment. The door bell rang and she offered to go and get it. Nonno saw that what she said had really affected me and he apologized for her, saying that she only said that with good intentions, that they miss me.
"Ariana, dear. We have a guest."
"What? We weren't expecting anyone. Who is- oh, hi." I said, getting nervous.
"I called, but umm, you didn't answer. Thought you were maybe avoiding me. I don't know." He said, scratching the back of his neck, a nervous habit he has.
"No, not at all. Sorry if you thought that. It's just um- sorry, I don't have an excuse. It's just that nonno hates it when we're all on our phones when we could be talking to each other."
He nodded his head then said, "Well, I was going to ask you to hang out or something, but I see that you're busy. So I'll uh, go."
Before I could respond nonno beat me to it and said, "We're making Ariana a little dinner to celebrate her achievements. You should stay."
He looked at me, as if asking if I were okay if he stayed. I spoke up and said, "You should stay. Lord knows we need a nice, home cooked meal."
Before he could answer, Danny and Mia had spotted him and immediately ran to him. He picked them both up and gave them both a kiss. My grandparents had never met Harry when we were together, meaning they didn't know that the man standing in front of them, holding up Mia and Danny, was their father. My nonno then went to introduce himself. Harry handed over Mia and shook his hand. He then went to my nonna and introduced himself to her. Nonno then told me to entertain my guest while he and nonna went to cook the meal. Frankie gave me a look, told Harry hello, then disappeared in the house. We put the kids down and sat on the chairs that are no longer occupied.
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