Part 4

Pov Y/n

"Just call me Ariana. And also I'm soon Miss Grande again so no need for Mrs. And yes it's a good surprise. " She sat down next to me and grabbed the cocktail menu.

"oh sorry about that Ariana."

"No problem. So are you here alone or are you meeting someone?" She waived the bartender over and ordered her drink.

Before she had the chance to take out her card I handed mine to the bartender.

"Oh thank you. There is no need." She placed her hand on top of mine.

"Well I wanted to do something nice. So don't worry about it." I gave her a small smile.

"I will get the next one tho. You can't be the only nice person around." She winked at me.

Her drink arrived and we both thanked the bartender. I looked around the room to see if there was anyone she was here with. But there was only the two of us.

"So what are you doing here? Are you meeting anyone?" I took a sip from my martini.

"Oh no. I was just visiting my friend who is here for the weekend. And I decided to have a drink before heading home. What about you Y/n?"

"Well I know this is a bit unprofessional but I like her right now. Just got dumped so staying here until I find a new place."

She looked shocked and had a pity look in her eyes. Please don't pity me Ariana. I kind of did this to myself. If I had actually payed attention to Bella I could've seen the signs earlier. But now I'm to invested in my job.

"Oh that's ok. Are you doing okay? If you don't mind me asking how long have you been here?"

Her hand found mine on the bar counter and healed it. She started to run her thumb in circles over it. Her hands were just as soft as yesterday.

"Yeah it's fine. It happened last night when I got home from work. So I have only been here for about 24 hours."

"Oh I'm so sorry. How ing were you guys together?"

"It was almost three years. And get this she already has a new girlfriend she is posting about." Her hand tightened around mine.

"No way she did that. Are you joking?"

"Nope it's on instagram and everything. I hadn't even told my friends about it and then she posted it and then everyone else knew I guess."

"That's sorry but she is kind of a bitch for that. Like she could have waited a while. I'm so sorry Y/n."

I squeezed her hand back a bit. It feels kind of wrong to speak with a client about this, but I guess what's done is done now.

"It's ok. If I'm going to be honest, we were never going to last. We were just never really on the same page you know? Like I always did what she wanted, but when I did things that I wanted and needed to do she always got mad and sometimes told me I was a horrible person for doing."

Her eyes grew bigger with sympathy and I can't really take that. I was a big part of why we broke up too. I can't sit here and pretend like I never neglected her or anything.

"But I will tell you this. I was not the best girlfriend. I put my work in front of our relationship a lot. And I get why she ended it. I just wish it was for a different reason. I don't know.. I should probably shut up."

"No it's fine Y/n. You were so nice to me last night. You listened to me raving about my marriage and everything. I'm happy that you are confiding in me."

I got up from my chair and looked ones again around the room. Now it had gotten a little more crowded.

"Would you like to sit somewhere else with me? These bar chairs are hurting my back." She laughed a little at my statement.

"Don't say that. It makes you sound like you're sixty. But yeah where do you wanna sit?"

***

Me and Ariana have gone back up to my room to have some more drinks and the bar got so crowded after nine.

"So you only live here in LA because of your ex, are you planning on moving then?" Ariana patted the place next to her on the couch. I sat down next to her.

"Think I'm gonna stay here for a while, I love my job and most of my friends are here so. Not really gonna look for anything new now." Her hands were in my hair. She was playing with strands of it.

"Thank god. Because I'm starting to like you a lot and you are the best PR manager I have had." She hugged me and her face was inches from my lips.

"Well that's good to hear. I'm looking forward to work with you too. You seem like an interesting person."

She jumped up from the couch and started humming one of the songs from my favorite musical of all time. She handed me our bottle of champagne and I joined her dancing around.

"So I hear you like wicked?" I took a sip from the bottle.

"Like? Oh Y/n that's an understatement. I love it with everything in me!!" She wrapped her arms around me and started swinging us from side to side.

"Can I tell you something?? Or I can because you actually have to know this as my PR manager."

"Yeah what is it? It's not about the pictures are it?"

"Oh no no. It's about my upcoming project!!" She fell down on the couch again and I joined her.

"Yeah what is it? Are you working on a new album?"

"Yes, but it's not that. I'M IN THE NEW WICKED MOVIE!!!!" She yelled.

"Wait they are making a movie about it? How didn't I know this?"

"Well we are not filming right now because of the strike and all, but it's been out for a while the news. Maybe you should read the news a bit more honey." She grabbed my face and healed it close to her face.

"My job is to read the news. Maybe it just slipped my mind."

She let go off my face and just stared at me. Her eyes leaving mine, but I could tell she was looking at my lips. She licked her lips quickly and looked away.

"You know we should be friends. Like I wanna hang out with you more. And not as Pr manager and client. Just as Ariana and Y/n. Would you be ok with that?"She was still not looking at me.

"Yeah that would be lovely. You know you can always call me." I said as I grabbed one of her hands. She looked back now at me and smiled.

"And same. You can always call me. For anything and everything." She leaned in and gave me a hug.

I have been alone for most of the day until I meet Ariana, and I really needed this. I hug her even tighter and I can feel her face on my neck.

I might just be imagining it but it feels like she is giving me small kisses on my neck. I'm the one to pull away from the hug first. Her eyes are closed and her hands are not really leaving me.

"Ariana are you ok?" I tilt her head so she can look at me. Her brown beautiful eyes are filled with tears. Oh what have I done?

"I'm ok. It's just good to have someone to talk to." She grabs onto me again and this time I don't let her go