{Completed ✔︎}
A story that's kinda different from my others. It's hard to explain the plot, but this is all I know for sure..
Y/n Bernard is Ariana Grande's girlfriend, and if you dare put your hands on her, you'll be looking at your murderer.
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Ariana took a long drag of her smoke then breathed it out, sighing at the relief she instantly felt. She was looking at the view from her balcony, the breeze was nice and you could smell the faint smell of salt from the Boca waters.
The door to the balcony suddenly opened revealing her girlfriend Y/n Bernard. Y/n looked tired as hell. She just came back from work and one of the customers she had was giving her lots of trouble. She worked as a waiter for an expensive restaurant which meant that the customers were stingy and mean.
"Hi baby." Ariana greeted, not looking back once. Y/n leaned on the balcony, back facing the landscape. "Hey." Y/n shortly responded.
This time Ariana looked at her girlfriend, eyebrow raised in concern. "What's wrong?" Ariana asked her tired girlfriend. Y/n frowned and scooted into Ariana's arms, the small space making them extremely close.
"This guy was giving me so much trouble. First he wanted to get a steak and then he asked for a pork chop, but then when I brought the pork chop out, he wanted ham!" Y/n exclaims. Ariana laughed and moved her head away from her girlfriend to let out her smoke.
"I'm sorry to hear about that." Ariana responded. Y/n laid her head on Ariana's chest and put her hands around her waist. Ariana ran her fingers through Y/n's long hair. "Can I have some?" Y/n asked suddenly. "Have some of what, exactly?"
"Can I have some to smoke?" Ariana moved away from her girlfriend and shook her head. "No." Ariana said with a straight face. "But-" Y/n tried but Ariana shook her head again, "no means no."
"But Ariana, I'm stressed out and you always smoke to let out your stress!" Y/n exclaimed sadly, bottom lip stuck out in a pout. "Y/n, you are too young." Ariana exclaims and turns around while walking to the balcony's door.
"I am 23 years old! I am not too young!" Y/n says getting angered now by her older girlfriends words. She followed Ariana inside and throughout the house to the kitchen.
"Sure you aren't." Ariana said and rolled her eyes while grabbing her second pack of cigarettes from the freezer. "Ariana, just let me try! At least one drag..?" Y/n begged.
"As much as I like seeing you beg, you're not getting your way with this one."
Y/n stomped her foot and crossed her arms like a child. "You just think I can't take it." Y/n muttered. Ariana lit up the cigar and put it in her mouth, taking a drag then releasing it in the air. "Its not just that, Y/n" Ariana really didn't want to argue about this, but she knew Y/n. She was stubborn and she wasn't going down without a fight.
"Then what is it then? You think I'm gonna die?!" Ariana slammed her fist down on the counter and growled.
"Y/n, we are all going to die, I just don't want you to be early." Ariana said through gritted teeth, but Y/n wanted to keep going. "Just because I'm going to take one puff doesn't mean I'm going to die."
"But it's not that simple, Y/n!" Ariana looked at her girlfriend with tears in her eyes, "once you take a puff, then it turns into puff's! It's easy to get addicted to, Y/n and just because I do it, doesn't mean you should do it too."
Y/n looked at her girlfriend then looked down. "I-I'm sorry.." Y/n exclaimed quietly. Ariana sighed and put down her cigar on the ashtray. She went up to Y/n and hugged her, kissing her head repeatedly.
"I love you." She whispered.
The rest of the night went like every other night. The two ate dinner then got in the bath together. They then did their nightly routine, got in bed (Y/n in one of Ariana's sweatshirts and Ariana in a sports bra and shorts) and watched a movie until both fell asleep.
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