𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲|a.g

ciggarette run

my mind rewinded and revisited that kiss over and over again as i tried to get some sleep. she let me kiss her. i concluded in my conscious. ariana has a boyfriend and she let me kiss her.

confusion and a hint of guilt filled my body up with anxiety. i just became someone who a person cheated on a another person with.

i groaned as my thoughts consumed me. we had nothing planned for tomorrow. im only here in florida for another 2 day's. but i don't think i could handle being here for that long.

i stared up at the ceiling in my dark hotel room when a flash of light illuminated it. i glance at my phone charging on the nightstand

iMessage From ari 😊
i can't sleep 💤🚫

my eyebrow cocked up as began typing her a response.

what a coincidence. i can't either 🤔

a few minutes later i got a response.

iMessage from ari 😊
well what the fuck do we do now 😂🤷🏼‍♀️

i chuckled under the covers at her cuteness. this girl can be cute even through text holy shit. my mind lingered for a bit, thinking about what we can do at 3 in the morning.

want to go on a cigarette run with me?

iMessage from ari 😊
one, id do anything with you. two, i didn't think you were a smoker? 🧐

well i don't smoke on a daily. just when i can't sleep.

iMessage from ari 😊
come and pick me up then 😌

i got up from bed as soon as she said that. we needed to talk about that kiss that we shared only a few hours before. i slipped an oversized hoodie and some loafers and headed out to pick up ari.

the ten minute drive seemed shorter as the roads were empty. i got out my car and knocked on her door.

"hey." ariana breathed out as she opened the door. she engulfed me in a hug, her lavender scent comforting me.

we got into the car and drove to the nearest gas station. "why couldn't you sleep." she asked with a sleepy smile on her face. i was so infatuated with how she looked without makeup on.

"the fucking people next door are too loud." i lied, rolling my eyes. she gave me a sympathetic look.

why couldn't you sleep?" i asked, my eyes grazing over her.

"since i usually don't sleep alone i can't sleep because im not used to it." she shrugged. i felt my jaw clench. i couldn't help but feel this bitter jealousy that i had no right to feel.

she has a boyfriend y/n. i scolded myself in my head.

"well i hope you can get some sleep tonight. we had a long day yesterday." i said, looking into her coffee brown eyes, trying to hint to the fact of the kiss we shared.

"thanks." she said softly.

as we got to the gas station i couldn't help but wonder was she thought about it. what were her thoughts on the simple act of affection that was deeply prohibited on my part.

"y/n? y/nnn." ariana's sweet voice interrupted my thoughts. "you look cute in your own world." she giggled softly. i felt the blood rush to my cheeks.

"what were you thinking about?" she rasped out, those brown orbs slicing through my soul.

i had to bring up the topic. it was the right thing to do, at the very very least.

"you let me kiss you. but you're in a relationship." i husked out. it took all the courage (it wasn't a lot) in my body to ask that question.

i scanned her facial features to try and give me some kind of indication of what she was feeling. or what she was thinking. but that was impossible.

"are you mad?" she barley squeaked out. my eyes widen as i shook my head abruptly. "of course not ari. it was my fucking fault for asking you." i interjected.

"but i accepted. i accepted because ive never felt this way before about anyone. you made me feel like we were in a relationship more than my actual boyfriend does." she whispered. my hand automatically went up to her cheek and caressed it.

"you are valued ariana. you don't need anybody to assure you that. not even me you hear?" i said directly at her.

that piece of shit makes her feel useless. i growled in my head. yet he still yearned a tiny bit of my respect because he's her boyfriend yet she's here with me.

but i still found myself leaning in to kiss her again. it's like if he doesn't exist. the same idiotic brain of my brought my lips onto hers softly. it was a chaste kiss but filled with want.

she pulled away and she looked at me with those glistening eyes. "i know this is wrong but it feels right." ariana confessed. i sighed deeply kissing her knuckles.

"you wanna come in with me?"

she nodded her head and got out of the passengers seat. i trailed right behind her as we entered the gas station.

i stood in line awaiting to pay for the cancer sticks i so desired. my mind wandered off to what ariana said in the car. she said the exact same words i felt. i know this is wrong but it feels so right.

"y/n? stay with me tonight." ariana mumbled, wrapping her arms around me in a tight embrace. i could have just said no. avoided the whole shit show that was about to unravel right in front of my eyes.

but i didn't.

"of course." i smiled at her, kissing her forehead. as the line moved up, i paid for a pack of cigarettes. ariana's were still wrapped around my shoulders, her oversized sweater sleeves hiding her hands. that earned us a comment from the older woman behind the counter.

"you two just make a wonderful couple." she cooed. i felt the smile wanting to form on my face but i tried to hide it. i was about to object when ariana talked first.

"thank you so much." she grinned. my jaw hung open a little bit as the old lady handed me my change. "you are very welcome." she said, giving us a warm smile.

i grabbed a cigarette from the pack and lit it up when we were outside.

"i-im sorry y/n it just slipped out." ariana said, guilt flowing from her tongue. i let out a puff of smoke and gave her a reassuring smile. "i just wish her remark was true."

we went towards her house after that. what happened next was something i could have fucking avoided.

the universe knew we were doing something wrong. and it so happened that her boyfriend's business trip ended early.

a/n: at least ariana feels the same amiright. what would you guys do in a situation like this?