Ariana Imagines

#111: Made It Out Alive

Warning: Not for youngsters. At least be 15 years old. Sorry, or not. It's up to you.

"I love you." I say as I bug out from focusing on inhaling the spliff in my hand.
She smiles and pinches her fingers together on the end of the stick almost where my mouth had closed around seconds before. She takes in some of the feeling, smoke fills the air around us. I watch as she blows it out into a perfect light smoke into the air.
She turns back to me, a small smile slides on her face again. "I love you too." I feel my body turn into the calming waves. I slide down more into my couch and hold her firmly on my lap.  I lean my head in to rest in her chest and I feel her hand play with my hair.

Than it turns into a full on hug, her arms close around me and her head is resting ontop of mine. I could envision her eyes closing along with me, I could hear her slow breathing as her chest rises.

We stood like this for moments, I never wanted it to end. Her breathing let me know that she was alive, which was all I needed to know to continue my journey of life. Her arms around me made me feel cared for and loved. It symbolized to me all we've done together so in love. Her body radiated it's heat, giving me her cozy beautiful body again and again for comfort and pleasure. Even better, she shares her mind with me and her interests and life. What more can I ask for?

My mind only emptied of it's poetic self when I heard my name.
"Yes?"
"There's something I need to ask you." I stood upwards from her lap and gave her wide eyes. I felt nervous.
"What?"

"I-I was walking down with my friends, that day I told you I was gonna hang out with them. Remember?" she says going on telling me this as if she was a toddler in trouble. Her voice getting higher and having little extra s' interrupt her words. She always does this when she's in trouble with me. I find it extremely cute but didn't bother to acknowledge it because of my nervousness.
"Yeah."
"Well, we were talking and Ryan told me about something called LSD. And he gave me some, for both of us." she explains.

I raise my eyebrows. Silence goes on a little longer, the words in my head trying to think of a sentence.
"What is your question?"
Her eyes widen as if it already wasn't clear, she clears her throat and looks down in her lap and plays with my fingers.
"Do you wanna...? Try it.. With me." I smile and raise my finger up to her chin and lift it. Our eyes meet.

"Honey, I'll do anything with you and if you want me too, and if you're 100 percent sure you want to do this than yes." she smiles and grabs my face and pulls it to the side. She kisses my cheek and than let's my face go back to her. I smiled.

She stood up and walked to a different part of the house. I hear her footsteps make their way back. I look at the door and see her standing there with two little slips of paper.

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"CALM DOWN!" I yell as I run to the side of her. "NO, NO STOP! DON'T TOUCH ME!" her hands are in her hair pulling at it. She doesn't have tears but it looks as if she'll break down any second. I'm still wondering why.

Her eyes are wandering all over the place. "Peaches, just look at me okay?" I say and grab her shoulders to face me. "Breath." I say, she's stopped moving and is looking into my eyes calmly. 
She does as told, her chest moving up and down slowing down. She's looking at every feature on my face, I would be slightly nervous but I know that it's likely she's not even seeing my actual face.

"What are you seeing baby? Tell me." I mumble.
"You. You. Just you." she huffs relieved. I let out a sigh and smile lightly, my hand moves to her head and I bring it in to kiss her forehead. Than unexpectantly, she pulls me in and closes her arms around my stomach.