ariana fixed her ponytail for the tenth time as she nervously waited for harry to call. they'd agreed they would facetime after his show so they could talk about their fight and (hopefully) make up.
though, she knew from experience that sometimes trying to fix things ended up making it worse, hence why she'd been dreading the call all day long.
her anxious thoughts were interrupted by the sound of dreams by fleetwood mac, the song she'd chosen for harry's ringtone, knowing it was one of his favorites. she accepted the call and soon enough, his face appeared on her screen.
he looked tired, probably from the show, though part of her hoped he'd been losing sleep like she had.
"hey..."
"hi."
they hesitated, neither of them knowing how to start. harry took a deep breath and went first, his guilt urging him to do so.
"i'm sorry. how i reacted was completely out of line... it was petty and dumb and i'm just sorry. i love you."
ariana hadn't expected him to apologize, she'd always been the one saying sorry in her past relationships, even when she was right. the idea of someone owning up to their mistakes and openly admitting it was new to her, but it made her feel completely safe.
"i'm sorry too. i don't know why i didn't tell you. i was just jealous, which is dumb, i know, but i was. i love you so much."
harry smiled and let out a sigh he didn't realize he'd been holding in, feeling at peace for the first time since the fight.
"it's not dumb. it's how you felt and, honestly, i would've been jealous too. your feelings aren't dumb, okay?"
"come home, please. i miss you."
"i'm on my way, love."
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[a/n: this chapter is different but i hope y'all liked it !]