"What was that?" She quietly asks as we make our way back to my parents house.
"Come to my room and find out." I smile to myself knowing I chose the right time to make a move on my best friend.
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Ariana's POV
As we make it back to Y/n's house hand in hand and my heals in my other hand. Her mother and father glance at us from a small distance away and laughed at our soaked attire. I smiled at them and mouthed "I love you" to them as they both hugged each other in excitement as they both knew that I was in love with their daughter by the look of pure love on both mine and y/n's faces.
Are we really glowing like that?
I can't help but feel warm inside and stuck in my thoughts as she drags me around to converse with everyone at the party her parents were throwing.
She lets go of my hand and wraps her hand around my waist pulling me into her side as I lay my head in her neck. She makes sure that I feel comfortable when I'm with her no matter what and I love that.
She's done so much for me and has been there with me through everything that has happened in my life good or bad. She was always there whether it was me crying on FaceTime, calling/texting each other, or just flying to see me in New York and on tour.
We have been attached at the hip since birth. It's almost as if we're the same person. I realized that I had feelings for my best friend late last year when she flew in for my New Years Eve party. She has always been such an angel to me.
She brought me a gift to the party not forgetting our tradition we created when we were kids in Boca for every New Years Eve. She gave me a two hundred page photo album with so many memories of my grandpa, Nonna, her family, Frankie, my mom, dad, Alexa, Courtney, Doug, Aaron, Victoria, all of my animals, and of course a lot of her and I together as per usual.
I remember crying for hours after she gave it to me. I felt like the super expensive antique camera I got her for her present couldn't compare to the time it took her to make such a gigantic piece of art even if she has wanted the camera since we were little.
That moment was when I finally figured out that the missing piece in my heart was there in front of me the entire time and since the beginning of my fucking life.
My best friend, who had not only seen me go through the toughest heartbreaks, but also helping me through Manchester, the pastor sexual assaulting me on live television, and Mac's passing.
She's always been there. No matter fucking what and I know that she returns my feelings. I love how she acts like her flirting doesn't effect me. It does every time and I always hid it well because I didn't want to ruin our friendship and/or hurt her. She honestly deserves the best and I'm ready to give it to her.
We already act like a couple anyways from holding hands to cuddling and flirting with each other like we were right now in front of everyone. Where was I? In her embrace, of course. I figured that I should start flirting back and she would finally get the hint that I'm deeply in love with her and always have been.
I'm taken out of my deep thoughts as I feel her nudge me and her fingertips dance across my hipbone where hand was previously placed.
"Yeah?" I question and I remove my head from her neck and look up at her.
"You ready to head inside?" She bites her lip in anticipation.
"Yeah, of course. I want my cuddles still, so don't think you're getting out of that one, babe." I say with a hint of attitude hoping she doesn't pull anything.
