ARIELLE'S POV
"Arielle?"
I scowled at the sound of Grandmother Adele's voice and cuddled a bit closer, l was still in Wonderland .
"Ariel argh!
Tears welled up in my eyes as my actions of last night came alive getting drunk with Bianca at my sister's birthday party, and Ariel bringing us to his house. At that instance, I feel a solid arm wrapped around me and the last parts of last night giving Ariel a lap dance streak through my intellect. Gracious God no! I flicker quickly and turn in Ariel's grasp, waking him up "Morning drunkard," he says. The look on his face changed, and I followed his eyes. "Grandma," he says, his voice tinged with frightfulness. What are you doing here? He sits up and pulls me up with him, still keeping his arm wrapped around me. I raise reluctantly, My dress is on the floor and Ariel is in nothing but his pyjamas, whereas I'm wearing his t-shirt. Grandmother Adele's expression is incoherent. Rough night, huh? she inquires, and I gesture. Bianca and I, we drink, and Ariel brought us home .
I felt like the black sheep of the family after my madness last night. The way I danced on his lap and begged to be laid. I have no doubt he'll be angry, and I've done severe harm to our friendship, and what for?
"Where is Bianca ? She asked.
Ariel clears his throat, his arm still wrapped around my midriff. "In my bed. Let her sleep because she was very drunk. Grandmother gestures. l suggest you two get some rest as well.You look dishevelled. I will have breakfast sent over for you people afterward. Ariel and I are tense as Grandmother Adele leaves, a grin spread across her face. I ought to go," I say the minute she is out of earshot. I rise to my feet anxiously and get my dress off the floor, humiliation flooding me. "Not so fast! Princess," Ariel says, and I turn around to confront him, my heart pounding in my chest. "Come here, Arielle" he orders, and I walk back toward him reluctantly, he spreads his leg as l stand in between. He relaxed back and spreads his arms over the back of the couch, his eyes on me. I haven't seen him this way in a long time, shirtless with his six-pack and chest on display."Looking at his nakedness is brewing storms within me" How do you do Arielle? I've never seen you as intoxicated as you were yesterday.
Can you recall half of what you did?" I cringed at the thought."Ariel," I whisper. "I have no excuse". Nothing I say will make up for my actions. I'm so embarrassed of myself and I can indeed envision how irate you must be. I'm sincerely sorry. I do not know what comes over me. I never should've drunk too much let alone danced on your lap" He pulled me closer. "Not so tough now, are you? The previous night you were so cheerful to sit on my lap and request to wear my t-shirt, undressing yourself "In Front of me" I sat close to him and wrapped my arms around myself. "Must you remind me of that?" I'm embarrassed.
He chuckles. "It's alright "Arielle. I'm not frantic, I'm befuddled. You've never acted that way or behaved unquestionably around me. What's going on with you?" Ariel looked at me with concern."Apologies, I was intoxicated and l wanted to be laid but not with you." I chuckle humorlessly. "It's been a long time since I got laid, and I needed it gravely. Anybody would've done that." "He threw me a puzzled look. Is this regular? Getting intoxicated? One-night stands?"
I inhaled deeply, unable to look at him "Does it matter? I have reached the age of reasoning Ariel. I know what I'm doing. I do not require you to address me." "Arielle, be careful. Don't dream of having sex with somebody you do not know. It's not safe? You're the dream of many men. Who knows what those distorts men are fantasizing about as they collect autographs of you. I've seen the comments on all your posts. It isn't safe." Uncertain what to say. "Will you report me to Loretta ?" He murmurs and falls back on the couch, his eyes on the ceiling. "How am I supposed to tell her I had her sister naked on my lap? I know you don't have any bad intentions, but Loretta wouldn't see it that way. It's safer not to tell her anything at all. I've had my reasonable share of intoxicated humiliating moments. You're entitled to yours. Promise me you will not do this again" "I'm sorry," I said to him. "I won't ever look at you that way and I won't come close to you. I'll keep my distance." "No," he snaps. "That's not what I implied. I need you to guarantee me you won't get so intoxicated that you aren't in control of what you're doing or saying. Do you know how simple it would've been for me to take advantage of you last night? You offered yourself on a platter of gold for me last night, Arielle. Do you know how simple it would've been to thrust my sweatpants aside and slide inside you? I could've made love to you on this couch and there's nothing you would've done about it. Try not to be alone with a man who won't value you, somebody who would take advantage of you without thinking twice ."l let out an audible sigh as his words reverberated in my head. Was he turned on, even the tiniest bit ?," I mumble. "please accept my sincere apologies, Ariel. This won't repeat itself." "Absolutely " "Not with me, and certainly not with anybody else." l nodded. "It won't," On my honor ". For a long time, I have covered up my feelings for him, until last night. It's a great thing he seems to think it's just me being intoxicated. My action would have destroyed our friendship, Ariel. I don't know what to say again, other than that I'm embarrassed and remorseful." He grins at me and inclines in to tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear. "It's settled, Arielle. Let's forget what happened, okay?" I gesture and rise to my feet. "I got to go," I told him. I steady myself and pick up the pieces of myself. I can still hear his words echoing in my head. I thought that I might alter his mind if I made a move. Possibly I'm conceited."Who is it?" he inquires. I was dumbfounded, befuddled. You were lamenting not going after the man you adore, and presently, Your face looks white and distressed. Who is he?" I grin at him and shake my head. "Drunken ramblings, Ariel. There isn't anyone. " In wine lies the truth", he said to me. Better believe it, it's nothing. I spilled a lot since I had much to drink. "Fine," I concede. "I don't like the angle the conversation is going" "Whoever he is, do not attempt to sleep with him out of frustration. It isn't right and in your case, it'll boomerang. You're a celebrity, please don't be caught up in a social media drama. I let out an audible sigh and gesture. "Yeah," I concur. "I'm done". I'm done caring, trusting that maybe I might have a chance. It's time to move on." He let out a contented sigh and I pondered if the tiniest portion of him realised that it was him I was talking about . With the way I acted yesternight .l doubt if he suspected it? "Come on," he says. "Dress up and I'll take you home.