Previously

Ariana's POV:

"What the actual fuck. Alright fine Y/n. You're gonna act like that? Even though it's hot as fuck? Two can play this game. Game on."

Gathering my thoughts from Y/n's sudden appearance and speech, her words seeps into my skin. Ever since Mikey showed his true intention with me I've been stripped from that ambitious and driven woman that I worked so hard to obtain throughout the years. And you know what's fucked up? I didn't even realise it was happening until now. I'm once again thankful for Y/n but at the same time annoyed at the fact that she's right. Not only that, but the look in her eyes as she exits room seems like she's ready to kill Scooter as well as Mikey. Oh hell no. Its sweet of her but I'm not gonna let anyone fight my battles for me when I know I'm capable of handling it myself.

Looking at the mirror I'm greeted by a girl who I can't seem to recognise. She looks tired, torn, fed up and overall not who she use to be. I couldn't help but frown at my own reflection. This isn't who I am. Im the mother- fucking Ariana Grande-Butera. Finally Gaining that determination in my eyes, I make myself presentable before heading out.

As I walk back towards the set I can hear Y/N and, I believe, Scooter arguing. I'm pretty sure its about me doing scenes with Mikey. Speaking of Mikey, I notice he's being tended by a medical staff. Whatever happened between him and Y/N I don't want to know anymore. All I care about is getting all of this shit over and done with already. This is dragging on for too long now.

Reaching Y/N, who's squaring up with Scooter, I tug on her upper arm to try to get her attention. Her jaws and fists are clenched tight. She did glance at me briefly but turn her attention back to Scooter.

"Y/N, please don't make a scene right now." I say firmly and this defo got her full attention. She didn't say anything other than stare at me with a gaze of frustration before dropping her head with a sigh.

"We'll talk more later Scoot. You're lucky that Ariana stopped me." I her her say then drape an arm round my shoulder pulling me against her. I close my eyes as I unconsciously inhale her scent.

"Are you going to tell me what's that about?" I question with my arm cross while we walk towards a secluded corner of the set. Everyone is getting busy with changing sets and my stylist trying to get me ready but Y/n is not letting them and it's pissing me off.

"I was just giving him a piece of my mind for letting that douche still collab with you even after what he's done." Y/n explains while placing her hands on my hips drawing me closer. I'm noticing how handsy and possessive she's being today. I'm not complaining but I'm at work.

"Baby, you can't just do that." I begin with my hands uncrossing and wraps them round her neck. "He's my manager, I'll deal with him and it's not his fault entirely. I agreed to it and come on? The song is a hit already and the sooner I get this MV finished I won't need to see Mikey again. Well only live performances   But that's it. I can handle him, I'm a big girl. Okay?" I tried my best to keep my tone sincere and let her know that I fully understand what she's doing for me. However, like I said, I can handle it.

"Alright, alright. I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have done that. I just couldn't stand by  anymore." She says in defeat, letting her head rest on my shoulder. I run my nails through her hair and I feel her wrap her arms round my waist tighter, completely flushing out bodies together.

"I know, love. Promise after this it'll be over. Now you should at least somewhat apologise to Scooter." I feel her grunt against my neck before pulling away slightly.

"I'll apologise for my abrupt behaviour but not for what I said. Now please tell me I can give you a kiss out here?" She asks lowly. I bit my lip while looking round the room and it seems like everyone is too busy with the set so, gazing back towards Y/n, I nod. As soon as I did so I felt her lips against mine but as our lips met I hear a sound of a camera. I immediately open my eyes and turn towards the sound.

"Awwh aren't you two cute. Going public now are we?" Frankie grin at us. Y/N tuck her head against my neck while I give my brother a death glare.

"I swear knock me the fuck out Frankie. One of these days you're gonna give me a heart attack!" I say half yelling while pinching my nose with one hand while the other is holding the back of my baby's head.

"Pfft, as if. The only person and way that can give you a heart attack is probably Y/N dick as she thru-

"Alright stop right there!" I groan hearing two other pairs of feet coming towards us. "Frankie, not only that but maybe how Y/N massive co-

"You two! I beg you, please calm yourself!" My mum finally intervene. Me and Y/N let out a sigh of relief but I let out a giggle when I see the girl in front of me blushing like no tomorrow and trying to hid it with her hands.

"Frankie please delete that photo before I knee you right on your dick." I threaten as he gasp and cover his junk before deleting the photo.

"There. Happy?" He scoff.

"Ecstatic" I say with sarcastic smile. By now Y/n is hiding her face from embarrassment meanwhile my family is still and probably are talking about My baby's package.

"Ariana, darling. We need to get the rest of the shoot done. Get ready." The director instruct with plead. Actually looking around, a wave of guilt wash through me as I see most of the staff is just waiting for me. They probably want this to be done and go home. I hate when that happens.. when I somehow make everyone's job harder than it is. Alright Ariana just boss this out.

I nod my head quickly and make my way towards the dressing room but without kissing y/n cheek. While I pass my family I told them to behave but knowing them they'd try for like 5 min. Lord, help me.

Y/N POV:

"Now you're alone with us." I gulp in slight fear from Frankie's comment. "So what did you say to her? It seemed like she's more like herself." He continued.

I shrug. "Nothing that she doesn't know already. Only reminded her of some things." I watch her exiting the dressing room and damn don't she look so good. Taking her place on the marked area, I had to take a picture. I want to post it on my insta so bad but I refrain from it.

I smile from ear to ear when she began acting. I can tell she's all business now. Even though Mikey did some more scenes with her, I'm more calmed about it. Of course with Nonna's help by saying hilarious things like how she just want to shave off that mop. Or how the MV would be better if he's wearing a plastic bag over his head.

"Y/n dear, when are you going to ask Ari to be your gf? No, scratch that. When are you going to propose?" She asks with a playful grin as she held onto my arm. I laugh from her frankness.

"Mother, it's too early for that. Plus she hasn't even bought a ring yet." Joan joins in, linking her arm with mine. Now I'm trapped between the Grandes. Oh boy. Frankie just stood behind me hugging me from behind.

"Don't worry, she's probably already have a ring in mind." He teases and pats my shoulder. I swear they're the ones that's gonna give me a heart attack.

"Ladies, Frankie, marriage is too soon...I haven't even asked her to be my gf. Speaking of, Ari's birthday is right round the  corner right?" I think it'll be best to throw a surprise birthday and ask then.

"Oh yeah, it's in a month or less than that actually." I hear the older brother say behind me. I hum in response.

"Will you help me plan a surprise party?" By no surprise they squeal with joy with my idea. By they I mean no other than Nonna and Frankie.

"Girl, you don't Need to ask. We'll gladly help. We need backup though, Victoria and Courtney." He day sassily while typing away on his phone.
"Oh yeah, how did that little coffee meet up go?" Ugh. I was hoping he wouldn't ask. I bet Court told him all about it.

"Don't ask. It's not that eventful, just wanted to get out of there." I briefly say. I don't want to go into detail of it all.

"Okaaay, if you say so miss Y/LN." Winking at me before talking to Nonna, leaving me with my thoughts of how to plan for my girl's birthday.

~few hours later~

I'm currently sitting in the car along with older Grande's while we all wait for Ariana. She's just getting her stuff and insisted for us to go ahead, of course, I took most of her belongings in the car already so I don't what's taking her so long.

I decide to scroll on insta and I kid you not I nearly drop my phone seeing the first post on my feed.

"What the actual fuck?!" I shout causing the Grande's to turn to me with worried expressions. My body just locked up and my eyes widen from it. Frankie manages to take my phone out of my grip and his jaw also drops.

"Y/N Why did Camila post a photo of you two holding hands during your cafe meet up and mind you she captioned a heart! A HEART! If Ariana sees this she's gonna flip.. no she's gonna kill Camila." He finishes while biting his lip with worry as he keeps staring at the post. I don't bloody know how she managed to get a photo fo that.. I didn't even see her holding a phone or some shit but by the angle of the photo it seemed like there was already someone anticipating it. Did Camila plan all of this??

"Dude, if Ariana finds ou-

"If I found out what?" I can feel a bead of sweat forming on my brow from fear. I don't know what to do. Should I tell her now? Or should I resolve It first then tell her? Well no matter what I do she'll get angry.

"Alright, baby, dont freak out okay? Promise me you won't get mad." I plead.

"O-okay? I promise I won't freak... I'll try. Now tell me." Her demanding voice gives me shivers.

I hesitantly, show her my phone that showcasing the post and I swear I felt lasers shooting out of her eyes as I observe her grip tightened on my phone.

"Wha..How... CAMILA!!" Her dolphin scream pierce all our ears that has me covering them but its too late. Ariana is huffing and puffing trying to keep it together but we all know thats not going to happen. Trying to reach out to her, she just gave me this glare telling me to back off and bitch I did. I aint gonna die today. I recoil my hand and watch her go through my phone before typing away like a mad woman. I have no clue what she's doing but I aint gonna cross any lines right now and let her be.

"Frankie drive to Syco Music."

"Bu-

"NOW!" I wince a bit as she shouts at him. Even Nonna doesn't know what to say.

Camila what the hell have you done.

TBC

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