Ariana's POV

"Ariana! What is the meaning of this?? I can't believe I'm saying this but go to your room!" Mum explodes. I grunt in frustration and storm upstairs, slamming the door.

Why I'm acting like a brat you might ask? Well, I can't fucking take the fakeness anymore! Like she acts so kind and all gentlewomanly with that British accent of hers, not to mention her looking all good when I know deep down it's just all an act to get to me! Who knows, she's just trying to get close and what? Get a scoop of me and my family to sell to the those vultures. I will do everything in my power to expose her real motives. Anything. To protect myself and my family.

"Ugh"

Going on Twitter I simply tweeted 'fuck' then immediately silencing my phone before the stream of notifications come rushing through. Turning on the tv to randomly flick through channels to get my mind off of 'her' I hear my door knock. Hear comes the lecture, to which, I don't want to deal with right now so I'm gonna ignore it.

"Open the fucking door." What the hell does she want?? She has the nerve to come up here? I give her props for that. Rushing to the loud banging I force it open to reveal a very drenched Y/N.

"So she swears. Not a good girl after all. What the hell do you want?" I say sassily, crossing my arms.

"Yeah.. sorry, I needed to get your attention since you've been ignoring me. Your mum and Nonna asked me to come up to ask if I can at least borrow a jumper or something. And you know when Nonna jumps in, I can't say no." She softly replies with a soft smile.

There she goes again being all kind and shit. And really?? Borrow my stuff, who the hell is she to ask me like that so casually?? Looking at her more closely, her blazer is hanging on her toned arm, showcasing her soaked white shirt that's clinging to her well sculpted body. I involuntarily gulf at the sight and my eyes can't help but admire her body and I see a speck of tattoos cascading down on her right arm. A sleeve maybe? Ariana. Focus.

"Um... if you don't want to, it's okay, really. I'll just tell them you fell asleep or something." Her voice bringing me back to reality.

"Okay then. Bye." Rolling my eyes at her, I shut the door at her face but surprisingly  before it could even click her hand blocks the door open.

"You know what? Fuck you and your attitude. You might be a superstar but that doesn't give you the right to treat people like shit whenever you feel like it. Grow up and stop being a  diva." My jaw hung open with rage as I watch her descend to the living room. What the fuck did she just say to me?? Oh I won't back down that easily nor would I be talked like that to. Fixing my hair, I make my way as fast as I can to her until something happened that I didn't know would happen.

"Y/N! YO- OMG" I scream in horror as I trip down the stairs and landing right on top of Y/N, who caught me in time. I whimper in pain I try to get off her but the pain from my right ankle stops me. Could this day seriously get any worse??

Y/N POV

"Shit..." I hear Ariana say as she tries again to get herself up. Damn it, even when she's a bitch my body and brain can only process how radiant she looks up close and how  the sweet smell of her perfume fill up my nostrils. Although, her knee is dangerously close to my babies and I need to move fast before they get damaged or being discovered and I'm not ready for that shit, especially not ready for this little diva to discover that. So I quickly move myself away from under her earning a loud hiss from Ariana. Now I can see clearly  that she has sprained or fractured her ankle, I do hope she didn't fractured it though even if she's being a total brat. The only thing I can think of to help her is to lift her up bridal style making her automatically wrap her slim arms around my neck before she starts screaming.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING??? LET ME GO PERV!" Ariana struggles with all her might to try and get out of my grasp. However, I think I saw a little blush forming on her cute face. 

"If you don't keep still I will actually drop you right here. Right now and you'll be in more pain. So be a good girl for like 10s for me to lay you down on the sofa. Alright princess?" She huffs and went quiet after that. With Her non-stop screaming prior earned the rest of the family to come back and see the commotion with Nonna raising an eyebrow at us while Joan has her hands on her hips and Frankie staring at us with a sly smirk. I ignored their presence momentarily for me to Carefully lay her down on the sofa. I head back to the kitchen, with the permission from Nonna, to quickly get a frozen bag of peas and a pillow in the living room.

"Here, put this on your ankle and keep it elevated." I say as I help her place the pillow under her ankle earning a little hiss from the Italian.

"Aww thank you Y/N for saving her little ass." Frankie say as he pat my back softly.

"Yes, thank you love. But are you okay? This nugget didn't break you did she?" Nonna ask tenderly as she inspect me all over.

"Nonna! You should be checking up on me, not Y/N. I'm the one that's hurt." Ariana tried to gain Nonna's attention with her cute pout that almost got me to squeal from her cuteness but I shall not give her that satisfaction no matter how cute. 

"Oh quiet you, you're clearly not that overly injured from your attitude." Nonna quip back making me chuckle softly. Gosh, she can really put Ariana in her place sometimes. I love it. 

"If you didn't bad mouth me, Y/N, I won't be in this problem." Ariana suddenly say causing  my eye to roll.

"And if you didn't pour that water over me we wouldn't be in the mess. Just be thankful that I caught your sexy ass." Fuck. Sexy? I stun myself by slipping that out. What's more surprising is how our faces are merely meters apart. I don't know how we managed to get this close the feel of her breath against my face and the heat radiating from her body is making me things that I shouldn't be feeling. Clearing my throat I move back away from her to try and get some sort of control over my mind. I'm glad thought that I'm not the only one that realised our proximity as Ariana had to also lean back from me. Putting up a tough front huh.

"Sexy? See you are a perv. Get the hell away from me." She replies before taking her phone out and typing away. I wonder what she's doing to furiously type so fast like that. Getting this chance to look at her, I notice how she would occasionally bite her bottom lip when she's concentrating, which, I find adorable. Don't even get me starting on the half zipped oversized hoodie that cascades down her right shoulder that teasingly show the noodle strap of her top that makes me bite my lip to hold back my creeping desire. Stop it Y/N. Get a hold of yourself. 

"If you're finished being a creep, can you leave me alone now?" I swear,  her mouth can give away her 'perfect' image. 

"Whatever, princess. Also, you're welcome." I say sassily, mocking her tone. 

"Enough of this. Ariana, you should be thankful that Y/N caught you. Now, I called our personal doctor and he's on his way to have a look at your ankle and he recommended what Y/N basically did." Joan said as she emerged from the kitchen. I didn't even notice her making a phone call due to our bickering.

I mumbled 'I told you so' to Ariana and her only response was to give me her deadly stare. Not gonna lie that stare of hers is scary but I choose to try and ignore it as I check my watch.  I didn't even notice how it's already 11pm and I have an early shift tomorrow. If I come in late, boy, my manager, Mark, will grill my ass. 

"Sorry, I need to get going, I totally lost track of time and I have early shift tomorrow but thank you for the dinner though, it was lovely and definitely is so nice to meet you all. Even you Ariana, to some degree." I chuckle at the last bit and even Ariana cracked a small smile that she tried to hide. 

Saying goodbye to the lot and of course Nonna being Nonna, gave me a hug and want me to visit her more often since now I know where she lives. Nodding to Ariana, who's now back to her cold exterior and fiddling with her phone, I make my way to my car, however, before I manage to open the car door a sports car parked right in front of mine, trapping me in. 

"What the actual dick." I mutter under my breath. The guy that got out of the car didn't even give a shit as he bump right into my shoulder without an ounce of an apology. 

"Dude, what the fuck? Can you move your car so I can get out?" I yell out. The only response I get was a look and a smirk before carrying on in the house. Who the hell is this guy anyways and what's his problem? Clenching my fists as I eye  him as he enter the house.  I have no choice but to go back there to ask the dickface to move his car. 

"Pete, stop. I'm not in the mood and I'm hurting." I hear Ariana plead. I don't like this feeling at all. 

"What the fuck?!" 

TBC

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