Fight for Me (Ariana Grande/You)

Chapter 24

"Italian Stallion." Victoria sang as I walked into the studio.

She was playing a Les Paul electric guitar in her chair.

"I need a nickname for you." I said as I shut the door.

"Yeah, you do. This one sided ass friendship." She said.

I laid on the couch and looked at her.

"Where's Ari?" I asked.

"I thought she was with you, but I guess she's late." Victoria said.

"Nah, I went and got a new car." I said.

"Got your first check and got a new car. Let's work on investments perhaps!" She said.

"Are you my mom?" I asked.

"I feel like it right now." She shrugged. "Has Ariana played you any new music?"

"No, I'm pretty sure she doesn't even make music at this point. Like I haven't heard shit." I said.

"Oh you're in for a surprise when you hear this new shit." Vic laughed.

I nodded at the guitar.

"Since when do you play?" I asked.

"I play a few chords on just about everything. Just enough to write." She said. "Do you play?"

"My brother taught me when we were little." I told her.

Victoria smiled at me.

"No fucking way. Play for me." She said handing me the guitar.

"What you wanna hear?" I asked as I grabbed it from her.

She handed me the pick as well.

"Mm, surprise me." Victoria said as she sat back.

I strummed the guitar and thought about what I wanted to play. I played the chords to 'Do You' by Miguel.

"Have you ever felt alone? Do you still believe in love?" I sang.

"Hold on, Italian Stallion! Nobody told me you could sing! Keep going!" Victoria said excitedly.

"But do you like drugs, do you like drugs. Yeah, well me too." I sang.

"Me too, me too babe, me too, me too." Victoria sang back.

"Do you like love, Do you like love? Yeah, well me too." I sang.

"Me too babe, me too." Vic sang.

"It's what we're gonna do." I harmonized with her.

I put the guitar down.

"Okay, never again." I said.

"What the fuck? You just harbor musical talents? Does Ariana know?" Victoria asked.

"No, I never tell anyone really. It's not important to me." I said.

"Not important to you? You've gotten hit too many times in the head." She said.

"Maybe I have." I shrugged.

"Hi, hi, sorry I'm late." Ariana said as she walked in on the phone.

"It's alright, baby." I said.

"Y/N is a musical genius." Victoria said.

"Vic." I hissed.

"Baby, is your press conference in New York or LA?" Ariana asked.

"New York." I said.

"It's in New York, Scooter." Ariana said into the phone. She looked at me. "It's next Saturday right?"