Song Inspired Imagines

😌Breathin ~ Ariana Grande 💨

Some days, things just take way too much of my energy
I look up and the whole room's spinning
You take my cares away
I can so over-complicate, people tell me to medicate

Y/n raised her glass to her coworker and looked around the ballroom. She sighed out, feeling closed in due to the amount of people in the room.

Her feet began to take simple strides when a hand grabbed her arm. Rolling her eyes, she puts on a smile and rotates. "hello Jillian. Marvelous party you have here."

They held a conversation for a few seconds before Jillian, her coworker, had left to check out the horderves and refreshments. "she knows damn well that I don't like her ass."

Y/n let's out a breath and sips on her wine. "my, my, my. You sure look good tonight, miss L/n."

Y/n couldn't help but giggle at the goofy man that she can claim as hers.

But, it wasn't by choice. Her father was the CEO of a company and they paired you up with Dylan since it was what's 'best for business'.

"now if those thorns cut you on both sides of your mouth, you better not be mad. Take that out, before you end up looking like Joker." she teased and he rolls his eyes, giving the rose to her.

"just play along." her eyes rolled to the back of her as she snatched it from his hand. 'I'll show him..'

"you're so cute." she cooed, placing her hand on his cheek. Y/n felt his face warm up, smiling as she squeezed his cheek.

When nobody was looking, she gave him a somewhat hard slap on his face, making him turn beet red.

Dylan grabbed her by the arm but his arm was pushed off. "Daya." Y/n whispered but Zendaya ignored her call, glaring at the man in front of her.

"why don't you go get us another drink? Unless you want me to make a scene in front of your daddy." Zendaya smirked as Dylan released his grip and stormed off.

"Good. I thought I had to get gangsta' up in here." she spoke, making y/n let out a laugh.

"why do you stay with this man? It's obvious he's hurting you." "girl, I'm fine -" she lies, but as she glanced over to Dylan, her sentence falls short.

Dylan was already talking with another girl and they seemed cozy. Really cozy.

Feel my blood runnin', swear the sky's fallin'
How do I know if this shit's fabricated?
Time goes by and I can't control my mind

"oh hell no." Zendaya said as she followed Y/n's eyes. "we're going over there and-" "don't bother." Y/n spoke, voice cracking.

She takes off the ring on her right finger. It was an engagement ring. They were supposed to announce the news tonight.

She drops the ring into the glass and puts the cup on the table. "I'll need a minute." she left without giving Zendaya any moment to speak.

As she made her way outside, she quickly ran to the nearby seat and broke down as soon as she took a seat.

As she let out choked sobs, she didn't care who was watching her. A hand was placed on her back and she instantly looked back.

"Ten? What are you doing here?" she instantly wiped her face and he grabbed her hands, pulling her up and into his arms.

"Shh, it's okay." he lulled, hands running down her curls. "let's get out of here." she spoke. "sure, I'll take you to my house."

"No. I mean, away from here." she spoke, looking up at him. Ten felt his eyes widen, looking at her as if she had two heads.

"have you been taking your medication?" he questioned, causing Y/n to laugh. "no, I'm serious. Have you?"

"come on, please Ten?" he sucks his teeth and pulled away from the hug. "I'll have a private jet ready for us." she smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"let's go. They're probably looking for me." they both ran to his car. "I can't believe you're making me do this." he spoke as they got in the car.

"you're still here aren't you?" she asked, looking at him. He smiled and made his grabbed her hand as he started the car.

Meanwhile, Dylan had just got a new number. Making his way back, he noticed that he was alone. His eyes scanned for Y/n, but she was no where to be found.

He looked down on the table, finding the glass that she was holding with the ring that he gave her. Cursing, he ran outside the event.

Dylan looked around, only hearing tires screeching and making eye contact with his fiancee. "Y/n!" he screamed but she was already gone.