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a/n  italic is either Ariana's thoughts, or some words/sentences are italic for like emphasizing ???

Ariana POV

"So that's the tour of the house," Dalton smiles as he leads me around the house. Explaining things to me as he shows me around.

But like, God, his smile was so cute. Oh shut up, Ariana! I said slapping myself. Only in my head actually, as if i actually had the guts to do it in from of Dalton...and his brother.

"Ariana, uhm Ariana are you here, Ariana???"

"Oh yes? Sorry," I said looking down, I CANNOT COUNT THE TIMES THIS HAD HAPPENED TODAY. AND IT HAD ONLY BEEN LIKE 1 AND A HALF HOURS.

"So uhm do you like it?" Dalton asked, turning to me. And making eye contact as well...

OMGGGG

"Mhmm," I mumble in response. "Y-yuh, I mean I could pretty much just imagine Toulouse running around everywhere here," I told him, making weird little hand gestures. That he probably didn't even understand. I didn't even understand them myself...

STOP BEING AWKWARD, ARIANA !!!

"Oh by Toulouse, I actually meant my dog haha," I chuckle awkwardly. "Oh and probably also like Coco and Ophelia as well.."

BINGOO FOR BEING THE MOST AWKWARD GOES TO ARIANA GRANDE - BUTERA.

And as we exit the house, Dakota was the first to leave with Dalton closely behind him making me the last to go. And me not knowing this place very well yet, and add my clumsiness, I didn't see the last step, causing me to trip... and fall....

Exactly right behind Dalton...

And with Dalton and Dakota hearing a thud behind them, making them both look back to see what it was. And me being not so fast, couldn't even stand up. And turning bright bright red.

"Oh my God, Ariana are you alright?!" Dalton said, rushing over to me and helped me stand up.

"Ow," I mumble, hoping he didn't hear that I hurt myself. "Y-yeah I am," I tried to cover it up with a smile. But it hurt a bit and turned into a...frown.

"That isn't very convincing," Dalton raised an eyebrow at me, and I could see in the coner of my eye Dakota shaking his head. "Help me help you, sit here for a little while," he said leading me to a bench. And me not having any other choice, just obeyed him.

"Oh sorry, i just gotta take this," said Dakota as he pulled out his phone going off to someone, leaving me and Dalton together alone.

"Does anything hurt?" Dalton asked, and there was worry in his tone, making me sigh.

"I'm alright," I say, trying to stand up. But falling back down again...

"Ok stop saying that you are, 'cause clearly you aren't. Did you twist your ankle or or do I need to take you to the doctors-"

"No no, you don't have to worry about that. I I think I just have to sit here for maybe a few minutes and I'll be ok," I say and smiled at him. To which he smiled back at.

For what seemed to be a few minutes later, turns out to be considered of me and Dalton talking about the randomess and craziest things there is. We didn't seem to notice as time went back, and Dakota seemed to take so long with that call ?

"Oh great, my brother just left me," Dalton sighs as he placed back his phone in his pocket. "Anyways, is there someone picking you up, it's getting late?"

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