Skyler's P.O.V
I wake up with a blinding headache. My head feels as if my skull had shrunk overnight.
I open my eyes, the bright light making my headache ten times worse. I sit up and realise I'm on a couch, not in my comforting bed. In actual fact I'm not even on my couch.
What the hell happened last night? Where am I?
I glance around trying not to panic due to the fact I don't recognise where I am at all. I look around to try an spot my phone or my keys or any of my belongings. I see my boots on the floor but that's about it.
Okay Sky you're wearing your clothes that's a good sign.
I stand up and look around to see if there are any clues as to who's apartment this is.
I spot a few pictures hanging on the wall. Pictures of Charlie and his friends.
This must be Charlie's apartment.
My eyes glue to the last picture hanging on the wall in a gorgeous white frame. It's a picture of me and him, asleep and cuddling on the sofa. It was taken a long time ago, pretty sure Ariana took this.
I can help but wonder why he kept this picture. Why he framed it and has it hanging in his apartment.
"Morning." I hear a masculine voice from behind me. "Hey." I turn around to be met with a shirtless Charlie. "How are you feeling?" He asks, running his hand through his hair. "My head hurts. A lot." I frown, causing him to chuckle.
"What's so funny?" I ask, making my way back to the couch. "Nothing." He shakes his head, joining me on the sofa.
"What happened last night?" I ask. His face drops at my question. "Do you remember anything?" He asks, sounding a little nervous.
"No but I usually remember things a few days after a night out. I'd really like to know what happened now." I say, fiddling with my rings.
"What's the last thing you remember?" He questions. "Sitting at the bar? Bella left with some guy, I think." I state a little uneasy. "Oh then you came over!" I begin remembering, but that's all I can recall.
"That's it." I shrug.
"Your drink got spiked and you were in a really bad state. You were on the roof of the club, threatening to jump. I talked you down and you slipped. I caught you though, I called Ariana and told her that you'll stay in mine. You weren't in any state for me to bring you back to her." He informs briefly.
"You saved me?" I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. "Yeah." He shrugs. "How did you talk me down?"
I have so many questions circling around in my head, unfortunately I don't know how to put them into words.
"I just reminded you of all the people who love you." He nods. "That it?" I ask. He takes a while to contain plate what to answer.
"Yeah, that's it." He answers after a long pause. I pull him into a tight hug. God it feels good to hug him again.
"Thank you." I whisper. "What for?" He responds. "Taking care of me." I release him, still close to him. He stares into my eyes, our faces inches apart.
"I should em, get home." I manage to whisper. "I'll drive you." He decides.
After a twenty minute drive we arrive at my sister's mansion.
I walk into the house, Charlie behind me. "I'm home!" I call out as I close the door.
"Sky!" Luke yells and runs to hug me. "Luke, hangover shhhh." I groan.
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Ariana's Little Sister
FanfictionSkyler Grande, 14 years old living her not so normal life in Boca with her unhappily married parents. And yes, of course she is the sister of the Ariana Grande. As both her siblings have moved out, Skyler has gotten herself into trouble just like ev...