Ariana Imagines

#33: The Other Woman

Ariana's POV:

   I looked outside the window of the gas station, she had a cigarette dangling on her lips. Her hands adjusting her pants, she had on glasses that rested on her upper nose leaving her eyes showcased. "Ariana." my attention now pulled away from her to look at my father. "Y-Yes?" I stuttered embarassed, "Wait outside for your brother please. I have to run." I nodded and opened the door of the gas station to wait outside. I rest my back on the wall of the gas station and sighed loudly waiting for my brother to pick me up. I played with my fingers and looked down at the ground. "Hey." I hear a female voice, I look up and see her. She still had the cigarette between her lips, she looked so hot. She made me feel small.

   "H-Hi." I stutter again for some reason feeling nervous and insecure. "What's your name?" she asks nicely. "Ariana." I say trying to sound as confident as I can. "What are you doing here at a gas station in this town Ariana?" she asks very confused. "What makes you say that?" she shrugs. "This is a shitty town, you are a very cute girl. You don't see that a lot." she winks. She was very tomboy,  she wore a simple white t-shirt with jeans. While I was wearing a dress and makeup. "Thanks." I blush and look down to cover my face. "Why don't I take you somewhere?" she says confident and sure. "W-Well I don't know, I don't think I can.." I mumble. "Just for a drink or to lunch. How about we go right across the street?" she says pointing to the small restaurant/bar across from us.

   "I can't go there, I'm not 21 yet." I say truthfully. "It's fine, they are my buds. They will let us in."  she nods smiling. I stop to think, "O-Okay."

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"Yeah, it's my dad's gas station." I say looking around in the bar looking at the older creepy men. "Hmmm, I knew I've seen you behind the counter before.." she mumbles her eyes squinting. "Yeah you probably have, I've seen you've been coming to our gas station all the time." I say. She takes a sip of her beer, "Oh you have been watching me?" she smirks. I blush embarrassed, it's true I have been watching her for weeks. She comes to our gas station daily. "It's okay doll, I have been watching you." she chuckles than smirks. She has? I raise an eyebrow at her smiling suddenly getting this confidence. I felt so free and independent without my family around telling me what to do. I loved it.

They would kill me if they found out I was talking to Y/N. But they don't have to know.