Ariana Grande Imagines

Broken

Do you ever got the feeling that you can't breath and you're about to die? The air getting sucked out of you? Well I got to experience it as I looked at Ariana as she was on top of Nick as they kissed passionately. I never thought that it could hurt so bad. I gave her my heart so she could keep it save and what do I got out of it? A broken one. I literally couldn't breath. Couldn't speak. My mind telling me to say something. Anything. But nothing. After a while I tried but all that would come out of my mouth was, "Ari.." in a broken tone. They broke apart immediately and turned their heads to me and Ariana looked like she had seen a ghost. All I wanted to was surprise her because we hadn't seen each other in a month. But I guess I got a surprise on my own.

"Y/n," Ariana said in a shocked tone. "It isn't what you're thinking." She said getting tears in her eyes as she pushed herself of the bed.

"And what am I thinking, Ariana?" I said angry, looking completely devastated. "Do you really think I'm that stupid?" Tears streaming down on both our faces while Nick getting tears in his. "And you, Nick! I thought you were my best friend, man." Looking at him hurt as he looked guilty at me.

"I'm so sorry, Y/n." Nick said to me and Ariana, with tears rolling down her face, tried to reach me but I took a step and reached for the doorknob.

"Please, don't.." cried Ariana, and said afterward, "Let's talk about this. Please I don't wanna lose you.. I can't.." she drifted of while crying hysterical. I looked at her without emotion whatsoever and said, "You lost me the moment you even thought about kissing him."

"By the way.. Fuck you Nick. I fucking hate you. Don't call me ever again. Both of you. I hope it was worth it, Ariana."

Ariana sobbed and shakes her head, "No.. please.."

I twisted the doorknob and stepped out of the room but before I could walk away a hand found my wrist and turned me around, soft lips pressed against mine and I knew immediately who it was. I let her kiss me one last time and as we broke apart I kissed her on the forehead while a tear rolled down my face. "Even though you shattered my heart into a million pieces, I will love you forever till I die and even though then I will still love you. Goodbye, Ariana." I whispered in her ears and walked away

It's been two years and it still feels like it was yesterday that I found out that Ariana, my girlfriend of three years cheated on me with my best friend. I still can hear her heartbreaking scream calling out my name and it still hurts as bad as it did years ago. I always wondered how it would feel getting your heart broken by someone you think will be the person you will spend your rest of your life with. Getting married.. having kids.. becoming old together.. planning your future with them only to get your heart broken and getting your soul ripped away and I never thought I would get to experience that but I guessed I thought wrong.

But let's start from the beginning.
God.. she was all I ever wanted. Beautiful inside and out, smart, a voice like a angel and her eyes. Man her eyes.. As soon as you looked into them you were hypnotized. And as I got to know her better, I fell in love with her and she fell in love with me even though she always said she wasn't gay but I guess I was a exception. I was a dancer on her last tour. We always sneaked around on the tour and I believed we did a good job because no one assumed that we were a couple till we told them. They all seemed pretty happy for us except Nick but now I know the reason. Well I always knew it, but I didn't wanted to admit it to myself. I just shook it of every time. And I still think it was my fault that she cheated on me. I mean we had a long distance relationship and you know that something like that doesn't last long. One always does something to destroy it. And I think I did it. Because I wanted a long distance relationship with her since I lived in Europe and she lived in Miami and I didn't want to break up and that was the mistake. I basically pushed her into someones else arms because I couldn't be there for her when she needed me and that someone was Nick since he had to go more to America than me.

I still can't forget about Ariana and I still dream about her. It's been two years since I last saw her. Two years of heartbreak. Two years of going crazy without her. And two years of feeling alone. And I knew it was my fault even though she was the one who broke me. Broke what was left of me. And now I'm just a body floating through the day and laying still at night. Nothing then just another emotionless figure in the whole wide world. And I wish I could change that.