Life As Ariana Grande's Little Sister

✔️Chapter 15: Paparazzi

Dedicated to: mrawmeow for enlightening up my day to her comment :)

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Ariana's POV

I fished the key out of my pocket as I pushed it on the wooden doorknob

I looked at Aliana, delighted as I saw her eyes glimmer at me. I twisted the doorknob open and reveals the room every teenage girl dreams.

Aliana's eyes widen as she went inside, putting her hands to her lips as I smile at her, "Do you like your room?"

"I love it!" Aliana shouted and jumps up and down. She ran to me and hugged me tightly, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"You are most welcome." I say, hugging back and kissing her forehead.

The room's walls are in turquoise (Aliana's favorite color) and there was a queen sized loft bed sitting at the center. There's a walking closet at the corner, a bathroom and there's a tiny room for her studying and a mini library. There are stairs at the leftmost corner of her room, leading to another room with a TV, a couch, a mini fridge, and an iMac computer. So everything is perfect.

I left her on the room and I close the door, and Greyson was busy talking to the phone. So I decided to go take a stroll outside.

I grabbed a coat, put it on and headed for the door. I twisted the door open when lights actually blinded my eyes.

Oh no.

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Aliana's POV

"Sam, you should've come! My room is so pretty! It's like, like, like every girl's dream bedroom!" I yelled through the phone call and I can actually feel Samantha making a face.

"Aw, hun, I miss you already!" Sam gushes as she fake sobs. I roll my eyes at her pathetic move.

"Sheesh." I say.

"Bye, Sam. I gotta go and freshen up a bit!" I say at her as I hung up the phone and plopped on the ultra-soft bed that you are already drowning yourself in the heaven of cotton.

Suddenly, the door clucked open and reveals Greyson. I rub my eyes as I smile at him tiredly. He, too.

"Jet lag?" I ask him as he gently nods. "Yeah, me too."

"I miss Oklahoma already," he says, plopping up next to me as I sit down.

"Yeah..." I agree.

Yep, I do miss Oklahoma already. Nothing beats it. The festivals, the culture, the food, the place. . . ah. Everything is perfect there. Not just because I live there for the last 5 years but something there tells me that it's home.

All of a sudden, Greyson shots up from his seat and looks out the window.

"Well, shit." He cursed as I cock an eyebrow.

"Why?" I ask, scooting next to him and glance up to the window.

Why are there a lot of people holding cameras?

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Ariana's POV

"What the hell are you guys doing here?" I yell, blocking my head with my arm.

"Where's your sister, Ariana - "

"How come you didn't tel - "

"Ariana, would you love sharing your true story w - "

"Who is the unknown sister?"

"SHUT UP!" I scream and they all became silent. I heave out a sigh.

"Okay, I'll just -," I say but I was interrupted.

"What's going on?" I heard Aliana's voice and the flashes came back.

"Are you Ariana Grande's little sister - "

"What is the feeli - "

"Live on TMZ, Ariana Grande has a little sister?"

"Aliana Grande, is it - "

"Aliana! What is your life as Ariana Grande's little sister?"

I feel Aliana and Greyson at my back. And suddenly I hear multiple heavy breaths. I look at my back and saw Aliana clutching her chest, almost stumbling and her chest rising.

"Aliana, she's...," Greyson trailed, worry evident in his eyes and then it hits me.

"She's asthmatic, and claustrophobic... She can't stand being around a lit of people for too long." I say, putting my hands on my mouth as I push them towards the door, not minding the paparazzi and slammed the door shut.

"Greyson! Go get the inhaler on the left corner of the supplies room, and fast!" I told Greyson and he nods and runs.

I handled Aliana and dropped her on the sofa. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water, and headed back to Aliana.

"Can't... breathe...," Aliana says while heaving air and I swear I can already see tears in her eyes. I had no other option but to panic.

A few seconds later, Greyson heads back with the inhaler, and a nebulizer.

"Put this on Aliana!" Greyson shouts and hands me the cannula. I grabbed it and inserted it to Aliana's nostrils and around her head. Suddenly, she calmed.

Greyson and I slumped back on the sofa and we breathed out. At least everything is okay, I think?

"That was crucial." I hear Aliana say and we all laugh.

"I think I made a decision." I announce as I scooted up closer to Aliana.

"And what's that?" I hear Greyson say and I sigh.

"I think I must introduce Aliana to the media right away."

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Aliana's POV

"This is Ellen DeGeneres and welcome to The Ellen Show! Tonight, Ariana Grande confesses that she herself had a sister?"

"David Letterman here, Ariana Grande did not just said that she had a little sister-"

"...Australia's Wanted! Ariana Grande makes Arianators confused on which, she has a sister?"

"Exclusiely on TMZ: Ariana Grande introduces her sister on the media! Is this real?"

I was shuffling the channels and every single one of them has the topic. I sighed, throwing the remote on the carpet as I dig my head to my knees.

Last noon, Ariana introduced me to the media and it they were ectastic. There were lots of accuses and questions, but not all if them were answered because some if them were really that private to us.

Now, even if it's in the middle of the night, fans are invading the house. Meaning that Ariana had to double pay her bodyguards for extra stay. Paparazzis are really fast. The news have spread all over the world.

At least I already had my very own Wikipedia page, a soon-to-be career and a new life. What else could I ask for?

And I have left my old life. I left Aliana Sykes, who's anorexic and insomniac and depressed. And now I'm ready to face Aliana Grande, Ariana Grande's little sister.

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That was short, but I'm glad that I published the chapter bec shes finally introduced to the mediaaaa!

Vote and comment "Claustrophobia" if loved! Even if this chapter is crap.

SOTC: Let It Go by Demi Lovato

Song Quiz:
"I like to say we gave it a try, I like to blame it all on my life, maybe we just weren't right. But that's a lie, that's a lie."

[I made it easy!]

xx, sirenfatale

Edited on April 26, 2015