Ariana Grande's Little Sister

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Ariana's POV
I can't believe I was so dumb. Just as she begins opening up to me. How stupid can I get? Describing her problems as "issues." I need to apologise but I also need to give her space. I'll text mom.

Ariana: mom, help

Joan: What is it, Ariana?

Ariana: Elle's crying because of me

Joan: What did you do?

Ariana: she was opening up to me about her problems & i asked if she had any more "issues"

Joan: What's wrong with that?

Ariana: the way i described her problems as "issues" really upset her

Joan: I'm sure she'll get over it. What kinds of problems does she have?

Ariana: all i know is she has anorexia

Joan: Awh. Poor soul.

Ariana: i know right

Joan: Well, call me if anything else happens. Love you

Ariana: love you ♡

I decide to apologise to Elle.

"Elle?" I ask, opening her bedroom door. No reply. I walk towards her bed and see she's sleeping. I sit on the end of her bed and lean in to stroke her hair.

"I'm so sorry, babe," I say, trying not to cry. Elle's eyes flutter open and she looks at me with her big brown eyes.

"I'm sorry too, I over reacted," She says, leaning in for a hug.

"No, it was my fault. I should of been more careful about how I worded things," I smile.

"Oh, and yeah I do have other problems," She says, realising from the hug.