The Model - y/n x Ariana Grande

Chapter 2

"I guess. Imagine falling down th-"

Out of nowhere, I saw a blink of headlights and moments later our car lurched to the side.

We had been driving around a corner and some white SUV had crashed into us. Kendall's car spun off the road and onto the gravel dangerously near the edge.

"JESUS! Y/n are you okay?"

"Yeah but the fuck was that?"

"Move I can't get out on this side; the car's literally on the edge of the shoulder. I don't want to fall out."

I tried to open the door but the SUV had hit us there and it had jammed.

Moreover, I realised that the crash had damaged me as well as the car. There was a little blood on my jacket where my stomach hit the gear lever. 

"Y/n you're bleeding. Hang on let me sort this out and also get you to a hospital straight away."

I saw that some girl was trying to get out of her bloody Range Rover but her hands were shaking.

Kendall, who seemed to be fine, crawled over her seat into the back and jumped out of the car; her grey New Balances landed on the sandy ground with a small thud. Good thing it was a convertible.

The door of the Range Rover opened and the girl slid out from the driver's seat. Her hands were on her face in shock but I still thought I knew her. I didn't know who she was though; I wasn't feeling very well to be honest.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry. I don't know how that happened I was driving and I was hurrying I think I looked at my phone or maybe not perhaps I just wasn't paying attention and then I saw something so I tried to brake and I thought it was fine but then I heard a crash and then I saw your car and I thought you were about to fall off and it was totally my fault I know that. I'm really sorry are you ok?"

"No my friend's bleeding," Kendall said. Wow, she thinks of me as her friend. "And you have just broken my fucking car so we need to get to a hospital."

"I'm really sorry do you want me to-"

"I don't give a shit about the car but I can't get her to a hospital since I don't think there's one within walking distance. So maybe some help; perhaps you can give a ride since it's your fault?"

"Wait... Kendall?"

"Now is not the fucking time for a fucking photo if that's what you're going to say."

The girl looked less worried and she wiped her tears.

"I'm really sorry Kendall of course I'll help-"

"Ari?"

Ari? Grande? Ariana Grande? The fuck? How do I meet not one but now TWO of my idols in one day. I would say 'ONLY TWO' but at this rate I might meet some more so perhaps I shouldn't say that.

"Yeah it's me but you said your friend's bleeding so maybe we should hurry a little. I'm really sorry again."

Kendall walked back to me and looked at my 'wound'.

"Y/n do you think you can stand up?"

I tried but it hurt as fuck and I let out a groan.

"No."

"K."

She leaned over the door and her right arm slithered under my thighs. Her other arm went under my shoulders. 

She was shaking a little; it wasn't visible but I could feel it. This made me a little nervous since I assumed she was going to pick me up.

She pulled me out of the car and carried me over to the Range Rover; she's strong. Not that I'm really that heavy.