Lost In Our Imagination

He Mine?: Ariana Pt.2

Y/N's POV
I looked at my phone and seen that Ariana has called me again. She's been blowing up my phone the last week but I haven't had the courage to answer her without feeling upset or angry. She's also tried showing up at my place and I was happy that I placed my bike in my back yard. Every time she knocked, I'd get super quiet and act like I'm not there so I didn't have to face her. 

It's hard to avoid her when I'm at work though because she'll show up and ask my manager for me. I have to bribe him with working over time just to have him tell her that I'm not there. It's a win-win situation because he has to pay me for over time and I don't have to see Ariana. 

I had plans with my brother and we planned to go clubbing tonight, which is always fun with him. He'd get me these opportunities to meet these big celebs, giving me the chance to show them my art work, trying to bait them into letting me do some work for them for a pretty penny. It's a good way to get my true career started so I didn't have to work at the body shop any more. 

"You ready?" Jesse asks as he walked into my apartment. My art work set out and all over the place. I nodded as I quickly changed my shirt, grabbing my wallet, and my keys. "Lets go" I smiled as I walked out only to see Ariana. She looked at me with hope and quickly made her way over to me. "Hey..." I mumbled. "Hey, you've been avoiding me... I wanted to know why?..." She asks shyly. "I'll wait in the car." Jesse said as he walked away. 

"I've been busy. I've barely had time to check my phone." I lied. "Please don't lie to me. You scrunch up your nose when you lie." She spoke up. "Can we not do this right now please? I am going out with my brother tonight. You can let yourself in or you can come back on Friday. I just need a little time to myself." I mumbled. She wrapped her arms around my waist, keeping me from walking away. 

I lifted her head and made her look into my eyes. "I promise I will sit down and talk with you. Give me until Friday." I whispered as I connected our lips. She nods her head and pecked my lips a few more times before pulling away. "If you'd like, you can come over..." She trailed off as her pointer finger went over the tattoos on my forearms. I bit my lip and closed my eyes as she moved her hand down to my thigh, making sure my brother didn't see her touching me. 

I grabbed her hand and intertwined our fingers, not wanting to go over, but I also didn't want to turn down the sex. "I'll see you on Friday." I kissed her hand before pulling away and making my way to my brothers car. I looked at her as she made her way back to her car before we pulled off. "Did my sister just turn down sex?" He joked. "It's a little more complicated than that." I sighed. "What's going on in that head of yours?" Jesse questioned. 

"I think her son is mine." I mumbled. "Speak up" Jesse said as he stopped at a red light. "I think Ariana Grande's son is my kid." I told him. He looked at me before turning back to the road. "Why do you think that?" He asked. "He's got all the looks of being mine. He's literally a male version of me when I was a baby." I told him. "Why don't you sit down and talk to her, ask her everything that you want to know. That's the best way to find out instead of assuming he's yours." Jesse explained. 

"Every time  I try to talk to her, I get angry or I get upset. She betrayed my trust keeping this from me. I feel like I'm a failure as a parent if he's actually mine. I wasn't there for him and now I missed out on some of his life." I explained to my brother. He parked the car and looked at m. "You can't say that if you don't actually know that he's yours. You need to talk to Ariana. You should have done it while we were still at your place. I would have understood but you chickened out. You need to speak up and tell her what's up instead of letting her keep that kid from you if he's actually yours." Jesse told me. 

"How did you handle it when you found out you had a kid?" I questioned. "I was shocked at first but as time went on, I grew excited knowing that I had created something so precious." He told me. "It's okay to be scared but it doesn't mean you can run from this." He gave me a serious look as he climbed out of the car. "I'll handle it on Friday." I mumbled as I walked behind him into the club, my phone, and ID in my hand. I flashed it towards the security before walking in and heading straight for the bar.