Ariana Imagines

#131: Perfect Measurements

My eyes scan her body with my new creation, once I meet her eyes she looks away almost immediately. I watch her more, pink cheeks and nervous body movements. I grin but it quickly goes away as I look at the clipboard with sketches and important details of her dress. Everyone is quiet as they watch me work but most importantly the real life princess in front of us all. "It's beautiful on you Ariana, but I want to take some measurements again because the sides." I say going up to her small frame and going to the sides of the strapless long puffy dress and slightly pulling on it. "Okay." she mumbles. "Let's do that now. Can you guys leave the room please? If it's no trouble. It'll only be a minute." I say to everyone fitting into the somewhat small room. The room slowly starts to empty.

I put the clipboard down on the desk and get the measure tape. "You like it?" I ask lowly as I'm so near her body as I go from her waist up to her armpit. "Yes very much, its beautiful." I nod and take down the measurements from both sides. I look over the data again and watch the dress. It looked truly great on her.

"What's wrong with it?" she asks bringing me back to reality. "Measurements are perfect." I let go of the itching feeling of needing perfection when that was all that was in front of me. Ariana raises her eyebrows and turns and looks in the mirror. Moving her dress with her hands and spreading it wider. I storm up at her from the wall I was leaning on and turn her around to me again and put my hands on her face and lean her in to my lips. It was such a movie kiss, but the release felt so good on my body. When she kisses back and we move our lips to continue, my body felt so alive. Once I stop because I never knew if I would I hold her face still and just watch her face so close to mine now. Her eyes are closed and she presses her lips together. I walk back to the wall slowly and lean on it again, I cross my arms and have my hand come to my lips and swipe off the wetness feeling my lips that have been against hers. My eyes are on the ground flicking around.

"It's ready. Give it to Lily please? I'll see you on Friday." I say going around and getting my things and walking out of the door.

Sunday

Havoc. People were all over the place, especially over Ariana. One working on makeup, another doing her nails, and another person working on hair braid. The dress is on a hanger in the corner of the room. I'm watching her from the bedside of the room across where she is on the bed theres jewelry laid out.

After a couple of minutes she walks over beside me and the tension lingers. "This ring is nice." I say getting the medium sized jewel shiny ring on her finger. She agrees with a small quick nod and a smile on her face as she watches in it in all its beauty. "You think you're ready?" I ask as I place some more rings on her fingers. She's quiet so I look up from her hand to her eyes and she's been looking at me before I have looked at her. "Can we talk?" I look down again to her fingers as her question lingers in the air. I already knew what it was about and I didn't know if it was a good idea. It was best to just mark it as a mistake and move on without another word or thought about it.

I step back and look at her dress and overall look with her hands at her sides, hair long and spreading around her shoulders. Anywhere but her face. And not intentionally either. She says my name and I nod. Finally my eyes go up to go over her face, she was ready to go. "Yeah, come on. Bring the things." I call to some of the assistants and we start going downstairs.

"I said talk. Alone." she says at my shoulder as we are going down the elevator with 4 to 5 others. "Well we have to go now, so you can talk right now." I say looking ahead at the elevator doors and start speed walking to the limousine outside. I open the door for Ariana along with everyone else. I sit next to her and look at her making sure she hasn't messed up anything, she looks so beautiful. She truly looks like a lost princess, lost because of her facial expression as she looks at me. Eyebrows together, slight frown, and eyes so unfocused on anything else but me.

"I don't want to walk past what you did, what we did.." she corrects herself, and I nod for her to continue. "I walk past too much and I start going crazy with myself, please just tell me what you think." she says to me as I continue to look out the window as I listen. We are pretty close to the event but red carpet was waiting for a while already.

"I think it was good." and I hear her chuckle. "What about me? What you think about me?" I sigh and put my hand on my thigh and rub at the pain at my knee. "Ariana, I don't want to go there right now." I say just as we go through the entrance. In line with all the other cars holding celebrities and designers. "What do you mean?" I turn to her and look her deep into her brown doe eyes to show my message a little clearer. "You don't like me like that and I don't like you like that. You're a busy young lady huh? Get ready." I didn't realize I sounded harsh till we got on the beginning of the red carpet and the assistants were all over Ariana, she looked beautiful but her face was so upset.

Already she had small orders being thrown on her and she was walking towards the cameras. She had already put a smile on her face.

I look from the limo and watch her walk off, I get in the car and order the driver to continue on.

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