Hariana Imagines

Honeymoon Avenue

Ariana stood there, slightly shaking. She has just gotten in a fight with Harry through the phone, and to the look of it she thought that when he said it was over, she knew that he wouldn't want anything to do with her anymore. All of the stress was making her overwhelmed, from the diva rumours, to the hate, to the celebrities she hasn't even met in her life saying nasty things about her, to missing Harry and now, probably now the boy she loves hates her, and the worst part was that she was all alone now. She had to face to the world and the fact that she had to perform in 2 minutes made her want to break down in a sobbing mess. She had to suck it all up for her fans, they came to see her perform, not see her have an emotional breakdown, and so she was going to try her best to not show that she wasn't fine at all.

She felt like the whole world hated her, like she had hit rock bottom because of what the media portrays her as. She tried to calm down, but it was impossible when everyone was constantly in her face, ushering her to hurry up with everything.

"Ariana, it's time!" she tried to relax and calm down, but she couldn't. She quickly sepped on stage, tons of camera flashes and lights shining in her face, almost blinding her, along with the loud screams coming from different directions. Her breath started to quicken with every second that passed by, she quickly gulped down some water to try to calm her nerves. The background music for Honeymoon Avenue started to play, and she knew it was time to start singing. She mentally prepared herself, blinking her tears away, this has gotten to the point where it felt like the weight of the world was on her shoulders, trying to pull her down and let her give up, but she couldn't, not when everyone in the area was expecting her to do perfect.

She said the first words, trying to sound at least decent.

Though throuugh the whole song everything seemed to run smoothly, it came to the final part where she started having trouble again. She thought of how she wouldn't be able to talk to Harry for another month, and how she will probably lose him forever, or how she probably already did. This song was meant for him, but now that she had him slipping through her fingers, it felt like a slap in the face and she couldn't take it any longer. Her voice trembled as she held the microphone in her hands, trying to process everything through her mind again.

She let her hands drop to her sides, tears continuously streaming down her face. She turned away from the crowd that seemed to notice the situation, not wanting them to -once and for all- break down. She brought the microphone back to her lips, trying to make a word out to apoligize, or maybe even continue the song, but all that left her mouth was a small sob, as she squeezed her eyes shut and cried into her arm.

The crowd cheered her on, letting her know it was okay for her to let it out, and letting her know how it breaks them to see her like this, but the thing that really caught her attention, were the words of the man she loves.

"Kitten, please don't cry." she snapped her head towards the crowd, but all she saw was a tall figure towering in front of her, arms instincively wrapping around her waist and bringing her towards their chest. All she could hear was loud 'awws' and 'omg's while she cried into their chest.

"Shh princess, I'm here now. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean what I said. Please just stop crying, you know how much it hurts me to see you like this, especially because I know I probably caused it." Harry cupped her face, wiping away her tears, while planting a soft lingering kiss on her lips, and hugging her tightly once more until he brought her backstage.

"Harry, I can't-" her voice cracked, but all Harry did is cut her off with a long passionate kiss, that he was longing for all this time.

They stood backstage there for a while, in each other's arms as their lips pressed together and moved in sync for what seemed like forever.

"You don't know how long I've been waiting to do that." he caressed her cheek with the pad of this thumb, offering her a small smile.

Her cheek sturned a crimson red, as she buried her face into his chest.

Harry chuckled at how easily he could make her blush, rubbing her back up and down, before kissing her head and whipsering in her ear, "I love you so much. I couldn't even imagine losing you."

She looked up at him, as he lowered his head to brush his nose against hers in an eskimo kiss.

" I love you." she ended with a small sniffle, before smiling up at him and getting on her tippy-toes to peck his lips.