Her Dancer (Ariana/you) | ✔️ ~Wattys 2017~

Chapter 33

~Ariana's POV~

Three weeks. Three weeks of torture, three weeks of denying interview after interview, three weeks of crying and holding her pillow..three weeks of staying off of social media..three weeks of wanting to end my life due to the pain.

But now here I am..performing again on tour..feeling the most broken I've ever felt. She didn't look to well either. Blank face and sad expression as she walked in earlier today before the show. The entire performance so far was me putting on a fake smile, both of us stealing glances at one another from time to time.

And now..here I am..at the song I've been dreading to sing since our split.

A/N *grabs tissues*

I've been thinking 'bout you
Yeah, I been missing you
Where the hell are you, oh, when I need you?
I could still hear your voice
I ain't got no choice, cause I'm here all alone
I know I can't wait 'til you get home

I feel my heart shattering with every single word. My eyes are already watering and I can tell my fans are wondering what's wrong with me.

Oh, I don't have you here with me

But at least I have the memory

I tried to make it through the night
But I can't control my mind

I bring my face into the crook of my arm, weeping silently, hearing various 'we love you Ari's ' from the crowd.

I'm just thinkin' bout you
I'm thinkin' bout you, I'm thinkin' bout you
I'm just thinkin' bout you
I'm thinkin' bout you, I'm thinkin' bout you

Got these thoughts in my head
Ain't no way to forget
Got me losing my breath
Nobody got me the way that you did
Had my eyes rolling back
Had me arching my back
Now you love me so good
I wish you would hurry up and come back

Oh, I don't have you here with me
But at least I have the memory
I tried to make it through the night
But I can't control my mind

Everyday, every night, every fucking moment I miss you Y/N..

I'm just thinkin' bout you
I'm thinkin' bout you, I'm thinkin' bout you, baby
I'm just thinkin' bout you
I'm thinkin' bout you, I'm thinkin' bout you
I'm just thinkin' bout you
I'm thinkin' bout you, I'm thinkin' bout you

I fucking miss you. I miss your voice, your smile, your smell, your arms around me, your corny jokes..I miss you..

Baby, I don't want no one, no one else
So hurry, cause I need some, need some, need some help
And I'll be waiting patient, patiently
Cause I don't have you here with, here with, here with me
But at least I have the memory

I didn't even get to hit the note before I lost it. I broke down, full on sobbing, my microphone falling out of my hands and onto the stage. I collapsed on my knees, crying heavily..my heart aching with loss and agony. I hear fans screaming 'we love you's' and other things. I wasn't even able to finish my song..the audio had to come in for me.

I'm just thinkin' bout you
I'm thinkin' bout you, I'm thinkin' bout you
I'm just thinkin' bout you
I'm thinkin' bout you, I'm thinkin' bout you
I'm just thinkin' bout you
I'm thinkin' bout you, I'm thinkin' bout you