Meridian (Ariana/You) - (BEING REWORKED)

Chapter 24

"Do you like it it?' She asked, nervous but excited at the same time.

"Ariana...I love it. I really do. I just want you to be 100% sure about it because there's no turning back from this." I asked, taking both of her hands in mine.

I felt her squeeze my hand in reassurance. I looked down to see her proceed with running her fingers across the palm of my hand.

"We talked about this before. I wouldn't have done this if I wasn't 100% sure already." She smiled as she looked at my lips.

I reached to place my hands against her cheek and pull her into a kiss. She eagerly attached her lips to mine and while we were passionately sharing a kiss, I felt her lean against me, placing her weight against me and forcing me to lean down on the bed.

She was breathing heavy into the kiss and it was probably from her getting worked up as her hands started to roam the side of my body.

It was short lived as a knock on the door was heard. Ariana very quickly got off from on top of me and jumped to her feet off the bed. I was still processing what was happening as the door flew open and in came Joan with my bag pack.

"Kids, you should know better than to do that in a hotel room. If you're going to do it, just wait until you're in a more trustworthy place, like your place or Ariana's." she said, with no shame. I, on the other hand, blushed a very deep crimson red color as Ariana laughed at me.

"You're such a prude." She teased as she leaned in to give me a quick peck on the cheek. Joan chuckled and set my bag on the couch.

"Thank you so much Joan. You're a life saver." I said rearranging my hair for it to look a bit decent and ignoring Ariana's playful banter. Ariana wrapped her arms around my shoulder, not wanting to be anywhere far from me.

"Of course dear." She said smiling at me and then turning her attention to Ariana's wardrobe. "Ariana, have you – never mind." Joan started but was quick interrupted by finding out the answer to her question. "Ariana, how many times have I told you to get your stuff packed?" She asked, walking back to the bedroom where I had managed to get out of bed and Ariana was putting on a pair of shorts.

"Y/N, please be a darling and help this girl pack. I do not trust my daughter to do it alone." She said walking by Ariana and making her way to the bedroom cupboard, opening them and starting to get stuff out of them.

"Mom, I said I'd do it. Please." Ariana whined as she went up to her mom, gently pushing her out of the room, hinting she wanted privacy with the word 'please'.

Joan caught on quickly that she was being evicted from the room and without any debate, she willingly turned around and made her way out of the door.

"You better be done packing before tonight." She said a bit threateningly. While I knew that Joan loved her daughter and would never do anything bad to her, I did not feel like getting on her bad side. Ever.

"Yeah yeah, thank you mom." She said and I heard the door close and then footsteps running back to where I was.

Before I had any time to process, Ariana jumped on me and I had barely enough time to catch her, but I managed somehow. She was now with her legs wrapped around me as I held her up by holding her.

"Now, where were we." She said as she started to lightly kiss my neck.

As much as I wanted to, I also knew that we had a lot of packing to do before we were able to do anything.

"Ari." I started as I felt her hitting every single of my sweet spots on my neck. She was clearly not listening.

"Ari." I tried again, this time she stopped what she was doing and looked at me, a bit frustrated. "We really have to do your packing. And then we can finish what we started."

"Boo, you're not fun." She said, lightly hitting my chest as she wiggled out of my grasp and walked to the cupboards that Joan had opened a few minutes ago.

"Trust me, it's not because I don't want to, but there are priorities." I said, walking up towards her and stopping to face her, indicating my seriousness.

"Ok commander in chief. Let's get packing." She said, teasingly, as she bopped my nose.

She turned around and grabbed a pile of clothes from the dresser and brought it to the living room. There was a lot of her stuff everywhere.

"How many suitcases do you have?" I asked a bit impressed at how much a girl needed.

Without saying anything, she opened the connecting room to her own room and there stood a room with 13 suitcases.

"13 suitcases?! Are you joking?" I couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculous amount of luggage.

"3 for my shoes, 2 for undergarments, 4 for tops, 3 for pants and dresses and the likes and one for accessories." She said rolling them towards me one by one so that I could roll them into her own room.

"I have one suitcase for all of these things. I'm even lucky if I can fit accessories and more than one pair of shoes in them." I laughed, as I looked at her colored suitcases.

"Poor poor thing. Well, when you will fly with my on a private jet, you'll be able to take however many suitcases you would want." She explained so casually as she walked passed and pecked me on the cheek again.

"Blue suitcases are for the tops, red is for the bottoms, black is accessories, grey is for shoes, and purple is for undergarments, but I'm not going to let you pack those. Yet." She winked as she disappeared with the purple suitcases to where I had been hiding the first time in her room. I blushed at the memory and I could hear her laugh from the other side of the room.

I decided to pack what was the less weird to pack for a celebrity. The tops.

Boy, was I foolish. She had more tops than everyone I knew's wardrobe combined. Crop tops, sweater, t-shirts, shirts, barely any form of tops you could ever think of. They were all in her wardrobe.

"Regretting making us pack uh?" I saw Ariana's head pop out of the doorway from the other room.

"I'm regretting packing your tops if anything. Who needs this much clothes?" I asked, absolutely impressed and shocked. How was I going to fit all of this in 4 suitcases?

"The secret is....there's no secret at all. Good luck babe." She laughed again at her own joke before turning her attention again to her own packing.

Fuck.

I carefully started taking some of her tops and folding them as best as I could. Although most of these tops were unable to be folded as they had weird shapes or were far too poofy to do anything with other than stuff it in the suitcase.

I did my best and before I knew it, an hour had gone by and I had filled only 2 suitcases with tops.

"Do they really all have to go in this blue suitcase. Don't you have space in yours over there?" I shouted over to her as she was at a distance.

"Is this a silly attempt to see my underwear again?" She teased and I couldn't help but blush again as I threw the first top I grabbed onto towards her.

She managed to dodge it and blew raspberries at me before we both laughed at our childish behavior and continued packing.

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A/N: Quick note: Sorry for any mistakes. I wanted to update my stories for you guys so you had something to read while I was traveling. I'm not sure when I will be able to update next but hopefully the updates on the three stories will help a little bit! <3

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