She's The One(Ariana/You)

Kiss Me

Y/N's POV:

"I met Anthony shortly after I graduated high school. He's kind of my unofficial manager at this point cause he's good at that kind of stuff."

Ariana nods along, her fingers playing with mine.

Honestly when she asked me to tell her everything I thought she was joking but she listened intently to my life's story. She shed a tear or two when I talked about my dad passing away and how that introduced me to my love for music. She laughed when I talked about High School and there was definitely some jealousy in her eyes but I could be wrong.

The whole High School experience for me was unique I guess. It's when I realized how gay I am so there was the whole coming out thing, Ariana laughed when I told her how I told my mom.

Basically I hid in the closet, waiting until she came home from work, and when she did I jumped out with a rainbow flag around my shoulders. It scared the piss out of her, so much so that she smacked me. Not for being gay but for nearly giving her a heart attack.

Also, surprisingly, a lot of girls I went to school with were crushing on me and they made it known. It's how I got my first girlfriend. We broke up obviously but she and I are still friends.

And then I started telling her about after I graduated. Instead of college I started working. Most of the money went towards my mom even though she wanted me to go to college. Which wasn't a big part of my plan anyway so I didn't lose much.

"So, he's your best friend?" Ariana asks about Anthony.

I shrug," I guess so. I've never had a best friend. Well, no, my mom is my best friend."

This makes Ariana smile sweetly.

And then she literally groans and throws her head back.

I laugh," what seems to be the problem Miss Grande?"

"You," she sits up and points at me," you're perfect and I like you and I hate you."

My face heats up at her words.

She likes me?

"I'm sorry?"

Her hands cup my face," don't apologize."

I nod.

For a second she stares into my eyes. But the could've been moment gets interrupted by Toulouse. He jumps up on to the couch between me and Ariana, lying his paw on our joined hands.

"Someone wants attention." I chuckle, scratching his head.

He comes closer, curling himself into my lap, and lying his head against my arm.

I can't help but smile at the little cutie.

"You must be special, it's rare that my babies take a liking to someone so quickly." Ariana mentions.

Looking up from the dog into her eyes, I smirk," maybe they know, like I do, that there's something special between me and you."

She raises an eyebrow," where did that come from?"

"I'm sorry," I look down, shaking my head," that was a shitty come on."

"No, it wasn't. It was just a really confident one and you've been doing this whole shy thing since we met." She chuckles.

"I mean, I like you. Then again I had a crush on you before we met so," I shrug.

Her cheeks turn red," you had a crush on me?"

"Everyone does, you're Ariana Grande."

"I'm not interested in what everyone else thinks." She looks into my eyes with a new found seriousness.