Till I Met You (Ariana/You)

Chapter 3

~Y/N's POV~

I woke up. 

I closed my eyes the next instant when my vision was filled with white. I opened them again and looked around, trying to see where I was. Memories of last night flooded my mind and I realised that I was in Ariana's house. I quickly got up, rushed to the bathroom and looked at myself. I was decent. Brushing my fingers through my hair, I straightened out my hair and washed my face.

There was a brush and it looked new, so I used it to brush my teeth. After looking a little better, I adjusted the jeans and white tops I had on. She had given me those to wear.

Releasing a sigh, I walked out of the room in search of Ariana. The house was quite huge. She told me that she lived here by herself. Where are her parents then? She must be wealthy. All the furniture was white, making everything look classy.

Pursing my lips, I reached the kitchen and searched for any food. There was nothing, except a stack of nutella in a cupboard and a few vegan snacks that didn't look too appetizing in my opinion. Sighing, I pinched my nose, feeling frustrated and walked around the house. There was no sign of human life. I was walking along the window when my eyes met a bakery at the corner of the street. It was small.

Quickly grabbing my wallet, I went out of the house, making sure to shut the door behind me softly. Walking down the street, I rounded the corner and reached the bakery. A 'Close' sign was put up, but there was a woman inside, cleaning the tables. They might be opening soon. I pushed the door open anyway. 

The woman still hadn't noticed me.

"Yo momma's so fat that her belly button reaches home fifteen minutes before she does!" The woman shouted and for a second, I thought she was shouting at me. 

But then, a voice from the kitchen came, a male voice, "Yo momma's so fat, I took a picture of her last christmas, it's still printing."

The woman laughed before saying, "That's a good one."

I cleared my throat, grabbing the attention of the woman in front of me. She had black hair, stopping right at her shoulder. There were green streaks along the hair. Her eyes were black. She had a sharp face, one which would make you cower. She had olive skin, which looked smooth and shiny. She was short, standing with her hands on her hips. She was wearing a shirt which said, 'I'm allergic to stupidity.' A smile tugged my lips at the saying.

"The shop is not open." She said, continuing to wipe the counter. 

"Yeah. I saw." I paused. "You are opening soon right?"

"In half an hour." She said, throwing the waste cloth away and it landed swiftly on the tray behind her.

"Oh." I said. "I'm really hungry."

A smile danced on her lips at my sentence and she gestured for me to go to the glass counter which contained all the food. 

"What do you wan—" 

"Oi! Where is your 'yo momma' fat joke?" A voice called from the kitchen.

 "Shut up Danny! We have a customer." The woman shouted. I smiled at the situation.

She turned around to look at me. "Sorry. That's Dan. I'm Shira by the way, the most talented person on earth." 

"I'm Y/N." I replied, smiling. "I would like some chocolate donuts and those Kit Kats."

"Sure, Y/N/N." She replied and I smiled at the friendly nickname she called me. I liked her already. It has been a long time since I have ever had a real friend. So long. I felt a small hole in my chest filling up at her friendly gesture.