Simon Says

"Channel No. 5"

Ariana's POV

"Where in gods name have you been?" asked Wilbur as I walked through the door. I threw my keys and purse on the entrance table.

"No where" I groaned already annoyed by the interrogation I knew was to come my way. I stopped in my tracks, the smell of Channel No. 5 and Louis Vutton heels filled my nose. My heart felt like it was about to fall out of my chest. I'm surprised I didn't die right there on the spot from the heart attack I just had.

"Really?! Coming in at 8 o clock in the morning looking...looking like. A WHORE."

"You called my mother" I looked at Wilbur with a annoyed face.

"I had to! Lord knows what could have happened to you. I go up to your hotel room and your gone without a trace. I call your phone and you never answer. Not one phone call.....what did you expect me to do?" He questioned

" NOT CALL MY MOTHER" I yell at him

"Now don't you yell at Willy. He did the right thing" she said pulling me to look her straight in the face " I expected more of you Ariana, I allow you to go on your own ...LIVE YOUR DREAM" she says "and this is how you repay me...coming home with someone else's boxers?" she picks at my clothes "HUHHH" she gasp "I hope to God you did not step foot out there with your heels on while you look like this" she yells

"I'm 20 mother I can do what I like" I say pushing by her to get some water to try and help this headache that won't seem to go away,but she stops me.

"Oh your 20 now huh. I forgot, yea your such a grown up. THEN ACT LIKE IT. DONT JUST DISAPPEAR ON US AND SHOW UP WHEN EVER YOU PLEASE" she yells "do you have any idea how much we were worried about you. John is furious you better have a good story made up to explain yourself to him."

"No....not this I have a major headache and I don't feel like listening to you today." I moan massaging my head

"Ariana Grande you speak to me that way one more time-" she begins to say

"OR WHAT? You'll ground me?! Good luck mother! Because news flash, I can do what ever I want, when ever I want cause guess what. IM GROWN!" I yell
"So stop treating me like your little pet that you can boss around whenever you want. Just because father let you do that to him doesn't mean I will " I finish

She just stares at me shocked. Never have I ever talked to my mother this way but it's time she faced the facts. And I knew that was a low blow bringing my father into this.
"I-I-" she coughs her shock away "I made dinner reservations at 7:00 at Oculus. Don't be late and get your hair out of this mess. You look like shit." she says walking out the door and slamming it behind her.

"Ugggh" I moan sliding down my wall

"I'm sorry I didn't know what else to do" Wilbur whispers

"Its fine. Order my black Versace dress to be ready for tonight please, you can let yourself out" I say getting back up to proceed on my destination to get water.

I had the worst headache in the world and I felt like throwing up everything I've ever ate in my entire life.

On the way to drop me off Harry told me everything he remembered about last night. Not only was I embarrassed but I felt so bad about bringing up the past about Harry and Louis. Also our scheduled date is tomorrow and I hope it's not as awkward as that drive.

I pick up my house phone to call

I threw up as much as I could and drank lots of water before I went to bed, hopefully when I wake up for dinner to go with my mother I will feel and look better. I don't need to hear any more shit from her.