Chapter 5

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Harry Styles as Ben Diaz

Ariana POV

I woke in the morning to the alarm buzzing I throw it across the room and heard a crash oops 🙊 as long as my mum doesn't catch me I am okay then I heard the tornado come in meaning my mum with a red face and a spatula in her hand.

"Ariana Grande you get your ass up right now and did you break another clock." She says narrowing her eyes at me I give her a innocent shrug she chases me with a spatula in her hand I run and jump on the bed I run downstairs giggling I see she made her special breakfast burritos I lick my lips and start eating I see my mum smile as she shakes her head she knows I am childish and loves me a lot.

"Steve is coming tonight for dinner." She says smiling ear to ear.

"I wonder is that why you were blushing on the phone last night." I say teasing as I give her a wink she gives me a playful glare and twists my ear not hard.

"You are a little devil." She says kissing my forehead and talks to me about my concert also about Steve he is mums boyfriend he has been with Mum for 2 years he loves her a lot and loves me he knows about our past and accepts us he wants to ask Mum to marry him but is scared that she will say no I hope he asks her tonight I may or may not have told him that younger men were flirting with my mum and thought she was my sister.

I got a text from my best friend Ben he was in town and wanted to meet after work so I got dressed in a crop top with sweat pants then ankle boots and diamond earrings I did a nude makeup look and a cornrowed ponytail then left to a concert.

I got a text from my best friend Ben he was in town and wanted to meet after work so I got dressed in a crop top with sweat pants then ankle boots and diamond earrings I did a nude makeup look and a cornrowed ponytail then left to a concert

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