𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲|a.g

love you

ari; y/n. did i do something wrong?

you haven't spoken to me in ages.

i am sorry.

she's sorry. she isn't supposed to be. im being a childish dick that ended up thinking something that wasn't there, was there.

y/n: ive been busy. sorry.

ari; busy with what exactly.

y/n; damn ariana just rekt me. holy shit lmao

ari; it wasn't intended to be like that.

ari wants to call . . .

what?! she wants to call.? doesn't she have a boyfriend? why doesn't she even mention him or fucking actually hang out with him?

i hesitantly hovered over the call button and pressed it.

y/n: h-hello?

ari: hello y/n. her voice was so angelic. so calm.

y/n: we're talking on the phone.  i face palmed myself.

ari: i know. * giggles * her laughter. it was instantly my favorite sound.

but i wasn't gonna let her know that.

y/n: haha yes. obviously. so.. how's the weather? hot am i right?

im so awkward.

ari: well yes. but you do not know where i live exactly. or do you?

y/n: of course not. unless you live in florida.

ari: im genuinely terrified.

y/n: wait you actually live in florida? because i just guessed.

ari; am i supposed to believe that.

y/n; i hope you do. because if not i'll be portrayed as a creep. *inhales*

ari; alongside being attractive you are funny.

y/n: is that a good thing.

ariana; *chuckles* yes indeed.

y/n; *is in awkward silence for a few seconds* well it was nice speaking to gotta go uh do some homework loveyoubye.

call ended..

yet i graduated high school years ago and i just said love you bye. i groaned as i realized my awkwardness had gotten the best of me.

ari; good luck on your homework. love you too.

a/n; and yes. i can relate. short ass chapter ik im so sorry guys. next chapter will be longer I promise - emily