I think I really owe you my number

Ariana's pov

I woke up with a severe pain in my head and legs. My eyes were stinging and my body felt weak. I could taste alcohol in my tongue. I was in my bedroom, nicely tucked under the comforter, in one of my sweatshirts.

I looked around my room and found my black dress neatly folded and kept aside along with my heels, ear rings and purse.

That's when I remembered about last night.

The party, Sonya leaving me all alone, me drinking shamelessly and that guy.

What was his name again? Oh yes, Dalton.

Then the worst part of it all hit me.

Michael..

I was startled when someone walked in front of me with a tray of breakfast.

"Finally you're awake. ", Michael said as he sat on the edge of my bed.

Once again all the pain filled into me as I remember all those words he had said to me last night which I had tried to swallow with the liquor in my cup but failed.

My eyebrows creased at the sight of him.

"Look at you... Acting all nice to me now that you have had a night to sleep on what you did. ", I said bitterly looking away from him.

"Ariana. I know we need to talk about it but first have your breakfast at least. Then I'll explain it all to you."

"Wow you think you have anything to explain right now? What will I even do with your stupid explanation? I'm sure my phone will be bombarded with notifications once I switch it on. Your apology or explanation won't fix anything Michael. "

By now I had tears in my eyes from realising all those rumors the media will make of the situation. I'm sure they are already pinning me as a diva or cheater or something like that.

Every word they heard is gonna be twisted in a way or other to make me look like trash. Scooter would be calling me any minute now for an explanation but what will I tell him when I myself don't know what the

fuck happened last night.

He stayed silent for a while and answered.

"I heard something about you. "

"Huh? What exactly are you talking about?", I asked confused.

"I don't know if it's true but I was really drunk and upset about you already and then I hear this so I thought...

" Just tell me what you heard", I spoke calmly although I was feeling just the opposite.

"I heard.. you slept with Chase when we had a thing. ", he said hesitantly as though afraid of my reaction.

I couldn't believe what he had just said. I

would never do that to anyone. Not even with someone I had a little fling with.

"What? That's not true. Who the fuck told you that?", I asked angrily.

I couldn't believe someone could make up such a stupid rumor about me and Michael would actually believe it.

" And how could you even believe something as stupid as this? You know we're done for real right? Yes we were engaged and very much in love but that doesn't mean I'm still into him. "

"I know I know. But I was drunk and was also aware of the time when you guys had an on and off relationship.You yourself told me that every time you guys would break up , he'd somehow manage to fuck with you

again and you guys would get back together. So I thought maybe that's what happened between y'all so I got really upset over it. I'm sorry Ariana I should have asked you myself before but I was really drunk and couldn't control myself. I'm really sorry."

I couldn't believe my ears. I knew that what he said was true and it wouldn't be surprising for anyone if I did sleep with Chase , but I have some class. I realized my mistake and would never do it again even if my life depended on it. I just feel hurt about the fact Michael could think that way about me.

"And I also felt so stupid when you told me that we never had a thing. Yes maybe it wasn't really serious but we definitely had feelings for each other. You can't just kiss someone with so much passion and say you didn't feel anything. ", Michael said making me take it all in.

He was right. We did have a thing. Maybe it died down for me after a while but I shouldn't have hit him with the " It didn't mean anything " shit.

I remember when he made me feel so happy, made me forget about the pain that racked my limbs every time I thought of Dave. He was there for me through it all. I felt really sorry for him.

"I'm sorry Michael. ", I said truthfully.

"I won't say it's ok and forgive you if you won't forgive me for last night." he said making me smile.

"Ok but first tell me which son of a bitch told you all this shit about me?"

"You're not gonna believe it. But it

was Alexis. ", he said making my eyes widen.

Wait what?

When I didn't respond Michael took the cue and spoke himself.

"I told you. It's unbelievable right. She also told me that you had cheated on your past relationships with half the entire music industry. I didn't wanna believe at first but she is your best friend so I thought she wouldn't lie. I'm still sorry Ariana. I should have trusted you. ", he said with guilt written all over his face.

Alexis? Out of all people? She who was my best friend since school days, who was there for me when I was a nobody? I didn't feel angry but hurt at the moment. I don't think I'll be able to be friends with her even after hearing this. Sometimes we need to let go of people thinking about what wrong

they did to us rather than hold on to them because of the good memories we've shared.

That's one thing I've learnt from life.

Apart from these , another thought was

mingling in my mind so I decided to ask Michael about it.

"Um Michael..I don't really remember anything after I left the party. So how did I end up here? "

"Oh um that guy you were talking to in the party brought you in. He said you had sprained your ankle so he carried you back here. You were passed out and was murmuring something about Mars. It was hella cute.", he said smiling as he held a piece of strawberry to my mouth for me to eat.

"Oh then it was Dalton for sure. I think I should thank him for it ", I said chewing my strawberry.

"Oh yeah and he told me to tell you that you guys were able to communicate with the aliens and they talked in English just like you had wanted. Apparently the aliens told him that you're beautiful. I'm sure he was just trying to flirt with you but I didn't understand anything about the aliens and stuff he was talking about. ", he said rolling his eyes.

What aliens? I must have said something stupid and embarrassed my self in front of a stranger.

Oh god!!

_*_*_*_

" Crystal what do you think of the situation? "I asked my best friend/wifey , Crystal as we were seated in the studio having a champagne break during our studio session. She was also a singer , although not as famous as me.

I had just told her about alexis and she was shocked judging her her expression.

"Bitch this is too much for me to take. You guys were besties for like forever. ", she said shaking her head.

"Exactly. It feels surreal. ", tommy , my producer and a good friend, joined in.

" But it's good in one way though. At least now I know who my real bitches are. cheers. "

We clinked our champagne glasses together and cheered.

Sonya came up to me and was about to say something when I beat her to it.

"You're not gonna open that nasty mouth in front of me cuz you left me in a party alone. ", I said twisting my mouth playfully.

" Don't pretend like it didn't do you any good though. I heard about some Dalton guy hitting on you. ", she smirked and the others ooh'd.

"What the fuck? He wasn't hitting on me at all. And also speaking of which I need his number. ", I spoke rolling my eyes.

Another set of oohs and aahs went on making me roll my eyes once again.

God these guys will look for any opportunity to tease me.

"Our baby Ari is whipped. ", Crystal teased and hit me slightly in the arm.

"Shut up. We just talked that's all. And on top of that I need his number not to flirt with him but to thank him for bringing me

home last night. ", I defended myself.

"Oooohhh!!! ", they all cooed in unison cracking into a fit of laughter.

There they are again. Teasing me for nothing.

"Oh my God guys stop!", I said throwing my hands in all directions like a kid.

"Bruh did y'all have sex? "

"Omg was he big?"

"He was good right? "

"I'm sure you blew his mind. You

have more experience after all. "

Ughh they'll never stop.

"They fucked for sure."

"Guys I'm serious. I was just drunk. I don't really remember anything but I'm sure nothing happened. He just carried me home cuz I stormed out of the party not aware of where I was going and sprained my ankle. Michael changed me and I went to sleep. That's it. ", I said and they all grew silent.

"Awww I ship.", Sonya said making me smack her head lightly.

"Shut up. ", I snapped.

Suddenly Scott , my manager,walked in with a phone stuck to his ears as he kept arguing with someone.

"Alright we'll talk about this later. Bye. ", he said and hung up.

I skipped up from the couch and approached him.

"Scoot, do you know that real estate company that sold me my last house?", I asked while the others back in the couch smirked at me.

"Yeah why? ", he asked raising an eyebrow.

"Oh then you must know Dalton Jacobs? The co-owner of the company? ", I asked.

Asking me how I know? I may or may not have done some research.

Whoopsies!

"Yeah I do. His brother is a friend of mine. "

"Oh then can you pass me his number? I need to thank him for something. ", I said.

"Wait. Last time you asked me for someone's number it didn't turn out quite right. I hope you remember." he said referring to my ex fiance Chase as that was how we started seeing each other.

"Ugh no silly. It's not like that. I was drunk and he brought me home safely last night so I thought I'd tell him a thank you at least."

I could hear my friends whispering and laughing amongst each other but I ignored them.

"Ok but before that miss thing what the fuck happened at the party? It's all over the internet. They have already started to make up their own rumors. ", he said while walking past me towards a table which had several papers scattered all over.

"Don't worry about that. I'll make a statement about it soon. And I don't really care what people who are not my friends, family or fans think of me so..The number please? ", I asked as he gave up and sent me the number.

" Alright now make sure you post that statement ok? ", he said taking a hold of a file on the table and exiting the studio.

God he asks too many questions.

_*_*_*_

As I was taking a shower I wondered what could have really happened between me and Dalton. He seemed like a decent guy so I'm sure he didn't take advantage of me or anything but I really hoped I could remember something. I don't even remember how he looked to be honest. He was cute for sure though. Black,

soft hair, hazel eyes and a cute as

fuck smile. Wait who am I kidding he was extremely cute.

"Gosh Ariana! Get a grip on yourself.", my inner conscience spoke to me.

I promised myself I wouldn't date for a while now after I stopped believing in true love. My love life had always sucked. Boys in my life have always just taken advantage of my name, fame, money or beauty. Some even used me for sex. But not anymore.

Finally I've learnt to let go of all the boys in my life and love myself. I'm not letting any guy ruin that for me. But there's no harm in

thinking a guy is cute right? Not like I'm in love with him or something. I just think he's cute.

That's when I remembered something. I dried myself, put on some clothes and hopped on my bed getting hold of my phone as I opened my messaging app.

I went to Dalton's contact and texted.

'I think I really owe you my number.'