𝘀𝗮𝗳𝗲𝘁𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝘁 ʰᵃʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ✓

FOUR

THE GAME NIGHT

"drink the whole thing, pussy!"

ariana downed her glass of wine in a matter of seconds, following doug's orders, and everyone cheered.

"i'm so gonna regret this tomorrow." she groaned, throwing herself on the couch. it was already past midnight and the group was just getting started.

"let's play fuck, marry, kill!" troye yelled and everyone agreed except ariana, who just wanted to sleep, though mikey quickly lifted her from the couch and threw her over his shoulder to wake her up.

"we're not in middle school! but fine, whatever, i'll play." mikey put her down on the floor and they started the game.

"okay ari... fuck, marry, kill shawn mendes, justin bieber and harry styles." doug smirked knowing all about ariana's former crush on a certain curly haired boy. ariana rolled her eyes at doug's childish antics and tried to avoid the question, but her friends screamed at her to answer so she ended up complying.

"fine! i'd fuck shawn because he's hot. i'd kill justin because he's kind of an ass. and i guess i'd marry harry..." doug bursted out laughing while the rest of the group talked about who they would've picked.

"speaking of harry... he texted me yesterday." ariana said cockily to distract from her blushing face, but she soon regretted it when everyone abruptly stopped talking and started bombarding her with questions.

"shut up! he just congratulated me for the album... and he kinda asked me to go to the studio with him this week." ariana muttered the last part, hoping they wouldn't hear, but of course they did and another wave of screams began.

"what the fuck."

"okay but can i come with you?"

"bro, harry styles wants to get in your pants, i love this for you!"

ariana sighed, knowing it was gonna be a long night. she ignored them until the screams died down and she could finally hear herself think again.

"he doesn't wanna 'get in my pants' and no, doug, you can't come." she said, making him frown.

"you need to ask him out." victoria squealed, excited about ariana possibly dating someone. they all wanted her to be happy, especially after she'd had such a rough year.

"i'm not gonna ask him out. i'm not gonna ask anyone out. now let's talk about something else, please." they all looked at each other, silently agreeing to let it go to avoid pissing ariana off, but they knew they'd revisit the subject at some point.

a few too many drinks later, the group brought up harry again and this time, an overly flirty drunk ariana was more than happy to talk about him.

"what if he was just being nice and he doesn't actually wanna go to the studio with me? should i just call him myself? yeah i'm gonna call him! everyone be quiet." ariana didn't wait for her friends to tell her calling harry at 3am was a bad idea. she just grabbed her phone and made the call, putting it on speaker so they could all hear.

"wait, ariana-"

and by the time doug tried to stop her, harry had already answered.

"ariana? is everything okay?"

harry's groggy voice was like music to ariana's ears and she was so mesmerized by it, that she didn't even realize she'd woken him up.

"hi harry!"

she giggled, a very cute hiccup cutting her off. her friends had all sobered up already and they were worried ariana was ruining her chance with harry.

"love, are you drunk?"

harry chuckled, though deep down he was happy to be the person she'd decided to call at 3am. it meant she'd been thinking about him.

"only a little bit... whatcha up to?"

"well, i was sleeping and... now i'm talking to you."

harry laughed softly, not wanting her to feel guilty about waking him up, but also not giving away the fact that he was ecstatic she'd called.

"i should probably sleep too..."

"you really should, love."

"do you wanna come to the studio tomorrow with me and my friends?"

ariana blurted out, her eyes widening after realizing what she'd said. she didn't want to come off as desperate, but it was too late for that.

"i'd love to."

troye let out a high-pitched scream and doug covered his mouth, shout-whispering a quick 'shut the fuck up' before turning his attention back to ariana.

"cool, i'll see you tomorrow then. 4pm. bye!"

she quickly hung up the phone, not believing what she'd just done. she screamed in delight and her friends did too, minus troye, who just frowned.

"oh but when i do it i get slapped?" he said, shooting doug a glare.

"i didn't slap you, you drama queen!"

the both of them continued to argue and ariana just laughed at her petty friends. she was genuinely happy for the first time in a while.

she was starting to feel like herself again.

~ｓａｆｅｔｙ ｎｅｔ~

first irl chapter!!! i hope y'all enjoyed it and i hope it wasn't boring. thank you for reading <3