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Aubrey's POV:
"Its Ari. She's hurt" Josh yells panicking as he throws open the door.

"Fuck" I yell standing up and running over to him "What the hells happened?" I say as we both run towards the stage, listening to the loud commotion of fans and staff trying to keep everyone in their seats.

"I.. I don't know. One minute she was singing.. the next she was on the floor. It all happened so quickly" he says as we run through the corridors and arrive at the scene.

We see a crowd of people, with what looks like a body on the floor, and my body suddenly tenses up and becomes impossible to move. "Where is Aubrey?" I hear a sweet, but weak voice yell, which pulls me over to the commotion.

"I'm here" I sigh as the crowd parts to make way to Ariana. Her pale face had clearly been soaked in tears, which instantly gave away something wasn't adding up.

"Babe, I'm so sorry" she says, as tears form in her eyes again. "No no! Don't be sorry" I say, wiping the tears off her cheek. At this point there was still people fussing around us, and it was starting to irritate me the little they seemed to actually care.

"Can you give us some space please?" I say, surprising my own confidence as they all begin to clear off. "You can't go on like this baby" I say to her softly, brushing the hair out of her damp face. "Scooter, she's not going back out there" I say, as she firmly agrees.

"I will be fine" she protests, trying to stand up. "Don't move." I say sternly as she fades in and out of reality. "She's stressed, overworked. She's had a breakdown on stage." I say pulling Scooter to one side for a minute, "I don't think now was the right time to tour" I tell him with honesty as he listens closely.

He pulls aside security and tells them that the show has to end, and everyone needs to be refunded. "Go take care off her Aubrey, she needs you right now" he says as we both look at the fragile girl on the floor.

I do as he says, and walk back over to her "Lets go home babe" I say, scooping her up bridal style and carrying her to the back exit. Several security guards surrounds us as we try to make our exit as quiet as possible. Her face sunk into my jumper and her arms wrapped around me making me want to protect her with all my life.

I knew the tour was done, she needed time and space from the spotlight. Her fans could wait for her health. We drove to the airport as soon as we could and hopped onto her private jet to take us back to New York.

The whole flight she laid in my arms as I played with her hair and brushed her cheeks, wondering what she was thinking as she gazed her breathe taking eyes into mine.

Eventually me made it back to her apartment, and I placed her onto the bed as I ran a bubble bath. I helped her get undressed, as I did for myself and we both got in together.

She sat in front of me as I covered her in bubbles and kissed the back of her neck, creating a faint smile from the corner of her lips. "I've got you Ariana" I whisper into her ear as she relaxed into me and I place my arms around her.

She spins herself around, and looks me in the eye as her smile fades.

Ariana's POV:
*flashback*
I couldn't stop thinking about Mac tonight. The crowd around me screamed with excitement as I tried my hardest to sustain the high notes I let out, while smiling to cover my fear.

Our touch flashed into my eyes, his skin, his eyes, the soft sheets of the bed we once shared. My mind then panned to being told he was dead, as I laid on the bathroom floor sobbing for nights. Alone.

Why did this have to happen. As I tried to faze back into reality my head began to spin, I felt my lungs cave in as my eyes blurred my vision. The only thing I could do is fall. My head hit the ground of the stage as all I could feel was the vibrations of fans screams around me.

Nothing.

*end of flashback*

"Ari" Aubrey says softly as she wipes the tears off my eyes. "I loved him" my voice says cracking as our eyes stare into one another's.

I was broken, I needed her. "You are so vulnerable right now Ariana" she says, brushing the bubbles off of my arms. "I will be here to hold you when you can't pick up the pieces yourself"

It was from this moment on, I knew this woman was going to change my life forever.

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