Y/N POV
I opened the door for her and she shyly walked in. Knowing how loaded she is made me feel kinda insecure about my flat. I mean I like it but it's nothing fancy.
I just walked behind her awkwardly whilst she was checking my living room/kitchen out. "Want something to drink?" I asked, distancing myself from her a bit to not look like a creep.
She turned around. "whatever you're having" She answered smiling at me. I wanted a hot chocolate but that's kinda of childish and Megan once told she was vegan. I started pouting at myself at how bad I wanted it. Grow up bitch.
I went to my kitchen and got out some white wine. I shouldn't drink. I mean I do not stand alcohol at all. But I'm an adult and adults drink this shit. I glanced at her and saw that she was focused on the pictures of me and my friends located on the wall. She was looking at that specific picture on which me and Megan are hugging. Pretty much the only time we hugged in 15 years of friendship, we're just not affectionate people. Ariana seems like a very needy and affectionate person whilst for me everything besides sex is a no no. Cuddling before breakfast, no no. Pecking lips for hours, no no. Hugging till you suffocate, no no. I could go on, I know... I'm an awful perverted person.
"So magi huh." She started.
"Magi?" I repeated. Who the fuck is Magi.
She shot me a confused look like I was suppose to know who that Magi girl was. "Oh do you mean Megan?" I asked. That'd make more sense.
"Yeah I meant Megan" is it me or does she seem annoyed by Megan. Is she like jealous of our friendship. Nah that can't be it, I mean she's friends with Nikki Minaj, she basically can die happy.
"What about her?" I asked whilst pouring us two glasses of wine.
"She's really that big of a fan?" She chuckled sweetly. Her laugh made me smile like an utter idiot.
"That bitch's crazy fo you" I said rolling my eyes at how obsessed Megan is with the woman standing few feet away from me. I'm totally ruining Megan's image and I'm enjoying every second of it.
"That's cute" She giggled giving me a 'it really is' look.
"It's really not, she made me look around town to find you for hours after your concert" I answered handing her the glass of wine. I looked down at mine before sighing. In ten minutes I'll be dancing on the kitchen counter. Wait for it.
"Why?" She wondered whilst sitting on the edge of my sofa. She took a cute sip of her drink, waiting for me to answer.
"The plan was to find you in order to get into your tour bus and hide in the closet in hopes of witnessing you having an orgy with your friends" I said with a side grin. I mean I didn't really lie though, she probably dreams of it but for now ruining her reputation has become a second meaning to my life, the first one being her. Ariana looked quite uncomfortable.
"Okay not cute" She said furrowing her eyebrows, within a second we both started to laugh hysterically.
I looked at her, desperately trying to catch her breath and thought to myself that maybe having her here with me isn't such a bad thing. Geez I'm becoming soft.
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"Jurisprudence such as the legal method, Indian legal system, basic theory of law" I spoke to myself whilst reading the third syllabus of the night. "Law of contract and specific contract such as-" my thoughts were cut short when a childish 26 years old threw yet another Sponge Bob cushion at me, the third one so far. Yes I have Sponge Bob cushions, sue me.
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Better off together (Ariana/You)
FanfictionYou meet Ariana after her concert in Amsterdam but not in the way you had imagined meeting her. After that night nothing can ever be the same... "We're better off together baby"