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I hear a sniffle, I turn and see Ariana clutching her phone in her hand hard. She's on twitter. I roll my eyes and snatch her phone out of her hands, then placed it in my bra.
It took her a minute to realize her phone was not in her hands anymore, making me giggle. She looks up at me with a frown on her face.... She's so fucking cute.
"Normani.." The hidden butterflies in my stomach panic.
"Hm?" I hum innocently fluttering my eyelashes. A small pout forms on her lips.
"Give it back, now." I chuckle shaking my head and cross my arms. "You're on that app too much." Ariana eyebrows raise in shock, before she smirks.
"And you're not on it enough!" She looked proud of that clap back, it's cute. So cute that I feel bad for having to burst her bubble with my next sentence.
"The reason you're upset now is the reason I'm not on it Ariana. It's best to have them pissed with you doing nothing, rather than giving them what they want. Attention." I watch her look away with a heartbreaking expression.
"I know that. It's just.. it's so frustrating, you know? No matter how much positivity I put out into the world, one thing will set them off. So it's like fuck it! I want to show them that I don't care what they think, that no matter what they throw at me I'm still here." The determined look on her face almost made me pull her into a hug. Ugh.
"But you do care. You were seconds away from bursting into tears. Honestly it hurts seeing you like that Ari." I reply with a comforting hand on her shoulder. She looks at me. Suddenly, I felt a something on my breast, I jumped back with my face burning. 'Thank God she can't see the blush on my face.'
"Shit wrong one." I frown at her. She felt me up for the phone. I'm a little disappointed.
"ARIANA GRANDE!" She flinched at her name with a sheepish smile on her face. "Hehe i'm sorry, just gimme my phone back. I wanna tell my babies how much I love them." I roll my eyes.
"No." I was annoyed. I turn back to my note book and stare at the lyrics I had so far. They were all about her.
'Brown eyes, pretty brown eyes.' Why the hell am I so corny? I scratched that lyric out.
"Don't ignore me Normani!" I huff and look at the smaller girl. I look her up and down, my eyes stopped at her milky thighs, before they travel up her sexy collar bone, to her lips, and finally stop at her eyes. She seem shocked that I would visibly check her out.
"Why- Why are you staring at me like a parched cat!?" I laughed at her.
"You're very sexy Ariana. You know that right?" I see Ariana's face turn a bit pink making me smile widely. She gives a swift nod.
"So it shouldn't be a problem with me admiring art right?" I smile flirtatiously. To be completely honest, I'm trying to get her mind off her phone. Also, it's fun seeing the usual confident girl getting all flustered.
"As long as I get to admire you back." My eyebrows raise in shock as she slid closer to me, batting her eyelashes at me. Now it was my turn to be flustered. I recover quicker though.
"You can do anything you want Ari." I whispered inching closer to her. While her eyes were on mine and my lips, I secretly took her phone out of my bra and stuck it under the couch cushion.
"S-so if I wanted to kiss you right now.. Could I?" I smile. Of course you can, you fucking idiot. I like you.
"Anything you want." I played it off nonchalantly, even though my heart was about to beat out of my chest at any given moment. That's when the first kiss was given, it was so light I almost couldn't feel it. This shyness made her seem innocent. The second kiss was a bit more firm but lasted only a second. Growing frustrated, I grab the back of her neck and pull her into our third kiss.
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