Ariana's POV
Every year for Mother's Day, Frankie and I always made it as special as possible for our mom. Whether that was taking her out for a picnic with some amazing scenery, making a special dinner for her, or just being with her for the entire day, it was always special for all of us.
This year however, I had Courtney, Dalton and Frankie staying with me while we were in quarantine. Mom had come over for a couple days though, since there was no way we were missing out on our special day with her, even if it would be a bit different with other people in the house.
Court had said she would leave us be because she knew how much this day meant to us, but I insisted she hung out with us. After all, my mom had basically been her second mom our whole lives. And Dalton, well he said the same, that he would stay out of the way, but I didn't want that and plus it would give him a chance to get to know The Joan Grande a little better.
But apart from all that I had been feeling so shitty that last few days. I didn't want to say anything to them because I didn't want to be fussed over. It wasn't like I was physically sick, but my mental health had just taken such a downward spiral recently. It came out of nowhere. I had to stay offline, I had been in my room for the last three days which no one questioned thankfully, but I couldn't shake the horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. I had barely eaten, and was having panic attack every hour. Anxiety had hit me once again for no good reason.
But this wasn't the focus today. The focus was on my mom and making sure she had the best Mother's Day yet.
"Ok is everything ready? Frankie did you set the table like I asked-wait where are the nice napkins I put out-"
"Woah babe calm down." Dalton cooed, wrapping his arms around my waist while my mind spiraled, but i just wanted everything to be perfect for today.
"Ari chill she's gonna love it." Frankie added, and I nodded, looking down at my feet.
"What's up with you today you usually don't get so stressed out about this?" Frankie asked in his concerned tone while I looked over at Court eyeing her as if saying "i need to talk to you", a look she knew so well coming from me.
"Nothing i'm fine." I scoffed, shaking Dalton's hands off my waist before moving to walk into my office.
I closed the door, sitting down on the couch before resting my head in my hands softly. I rubbed my temples in attempt to calm myself down in any way, trying to lead my mind away from the things I was thinking off. Less than a minute later, I lifted my head to see Courtney quietly sliding the door open before closing it again and moving to sit down beside me.
"Okay so I very clearly saw that look you gave me, what's going on?" I chuckled at her straightforwardness, but softened as she placed her hand on my shoulder rubbing it softly, knowing that this was a deeper conversation than I wanted it to be.
"Court I don't know-"
"Yes you do know you just don't want to say it." I stared at her with my mouth hung open, not knowing how to respond for a second before dropping my head back down into my hands. I didn't want to tell her and have her make a big deal over this, but I also couldn't hide it anymore.
"I-i've just been stressed lately."
"About?"
"Everything." I sighed, leaning on her.
"Elaborate." She chuckled back.
"It's just that..I don't know if i'm rushing into things with Dalton-And I really want my mom to like him and i know this isn't the time but it's all just hitting me hard right now." Tears came into my eyes as I spoke but I quickly looked up at the ceiling not letting any of them fall.
"Okay first take a breath. Second of all, you know your mom will be happy for you if you're happy and honestly, I know there's something else bothering you because you've never been this worried about a guy meeting your mom." I looked back at her while she rubbed my back soothingly. She was right, there was something else, but this wasn't the time to talk about how bad my anxiety had gotten.
