Request for: Ari725

*Ariana's POV*

The Night Before My Birthday...

My husband, Prince, invited my whole family to one of his shows downtown at the Staples Centre for my Pre-Birthday Celebrations. My family has always been abit iffy when it came to Prince, they think he works too much, thinking he would rather put his career before his marriage to me.

Pfft what a joke...right?

I finish getting ready in the bathroom, finishing touches on my curly hair. Make sure there isn't any make-up smudges on my face and that my dress is actually zipped up this time...last time I was walking around with an unzipped dress and Prince didn't tell me for his own amusement. I put on my heels and grab my clutch, heading for the stairs. Once I reach the bottom I am met with one of Prince's guards.

"Ready to go, Mrs Nelson? Your family is already on their way." The guard announces.

"Yes I am. And how many times do I have to tell you, you can call me Ariana." I say.

"Yes, sorry." He chuckles.

He helps me into the car and we head off for the centre. When we get there we head backstage, unfortunately I couldn't see Prince before he starts. He's really busy organising everything and getting ready. My family arrives and walks up to me with big smiles.

"Ari." My Mother, smiles.

"Mom." I smile back, hugging her.

"How are you baby?" She asks.

"I'm great! How are you?" I ask.

"Fantastic now that I get to see my Birthday Girl." She smiles.

My Father walks up to me and hugs me, I smile and enjoy the embrace.

"Me too. Happy Birthday my precious girl!" He says.

"Aww thank you Dad!" I smile.

After I warmlt welcome the rest of my family which is just siblings and my Aunt and Uncle, my Mother looks at me.

"Where's this husband of yours? Is he coming out to say hello?" She asks.

"Unfortunately no. He's organising the band and himself before the show starts." I say.

Mother makes a face, I sigh and roll my eyes internally. Thankfully Prince's guard from earlier walks up to us.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, the show is about to start. Allow me to show you to your seats." He says.

We all follow him, we get seated and wait in anticipation for the big start to the show. Knowing Prince it'll be huge. As suspected, it was. Even my family were surprised, I smirk to myself. Good. I look up at my gorgeous specimen of a husband doing what he does best.

I bite my lip, is there anything this man can't wear? He's rocking polka dots...thats right. I said polka dots.

All of a sudden the music begins to soften and become really low, Prince sets his sights on me and smiles.

"Its a very special person's Birthday tomorrow. My beautiful Wife, Ariana. Happy Birthday, baby! This song is just for you." He announces.

A familiar beat starts playing, my jaw drops. My heart flutters and tears fill my eyes as I watch the love of my life sing the song "The Most Beautiful Girl In The World" while keeping his beautiful eyes on me the whole time. Halfway into the song he walks over to me, grabbing my hand and pulling me onto my feet and dragging me onstage.

We begin slow dancing together, I'm really shy when it comes to being on stage with him. I bury my face in his neck, he continues singing.

"Its plain to see, You're the reason that God made a girl..." He sings ever so beautifully.

He finishes the song and lifts my chin, smiling down at me. He places a soft loving kiss on my lips, tears escape my eyes. He wipes them away, we both share a loving embrace as the crowd goes wild.

"I love you, Happy Birthday." Prince whispers in my ear.

"I love you so much more." I smile.

We both pull apart and smile at one another before I go and sit back in my seat. For the first time in a long while I see both my parents looking at Prince with love. They enjoyed what he did for me just now, my Mother is even wiping tears away from her eyes.

Prince carries on the night with amazing music, classic songs and infectious dancing. The night comes to an end, we all meet backstage woth Prince. My Mother walks up to him with a smile.

"That was beautiful that performance you did for Ariana." She smiles.

"Thank you. I wanted to do something special for her." Prince says looking over at me.

I blush at his words.

"Well we're gonna go, we're all exhausted from this dancing. Have a great night you two, we'll see you tomorrow night for dinner." My Father says.

"Okay. Have a good night." I smile.

Prince and I say our goodbyes to my family before heading home ourselves. Prince and I headed straight to bed, I don't blame Prince for wanting to go to sleep. Poor baby was exhausted and so was I.

The Next Morning...On My Birthday

I open my eyes and see the sun shining through the window, the wind blowing through our white lace curtains. I smile to myself, I roll over and see Prince isn't there. I furrow my brows, maybe he's making breakfast. I shrug my shoulders and put on my robe, heading downstairs. I head into the kitchen and see Prince's Chef cooking, he looks up at me and smiles.

"Oh Good Morning and Happy Birthday Mrs Nelson." He greets.

"Thank you." I blankly say.

I head into the lobby, scratching my head. Prince's guard walks up to me.

"Good Morning and Happy Birthday, Mrs Nelson. Prince wanted me to give this to you." He hands me an envelope.

I look at the envelope before taking it, I look up at the Guard.

"Prince isn't here?" I ask.

"No ma'am. His reasons are contained in that envelope, I'll leave you to read." He says before walking away.

I stare in a space, what could be more important? He said he would be here...the whole day. My heart is just shattering. I look down at the envelope, I open it and take out the letter.

Hey Baby,

Firstly, Happy Birthday. I'm so sorry I wasn't there to say it to you in person when you woke up this morning. I know you're probably upset with me but no one is more upset with me than myself. I originally postponed today's show and interview to spend today with you, but the owner of the venue told me I need to keep going with the show or I'll lose that venue for the next 3 nights and the fans who bought tickets will lose their money. And I'm being harassed for that interview to be done today as well, I just can't win. I'll make it up to you I promise.

I love you so much.

Your Husband, Prince x

Tears fall from my eyes, I am trying to not be upset and mad but today was meant to be about us. I can hear my Mother's voice in my head saying "I told you something would come up, I told you so." I roll my eyes and go back upstairs to go change.

I come back downstairs and see my parents in the lobby. I furrow my brows.

"Mom? Dad? What are you doing here? I thought I was seeing you later tonight for dinner..." I say.

"Yes but your Father and I want to give you your gift now." Mother says.

"Where's Prince?" Father asks.

I start to feel anxious, I don't want drama today. I need to think of something fast.

"Uhh, he's in his studio." I say nervously.

"Seriously? On your Birthday?" Mother asks.

"Can you dial down the attitude?" I ask.

"He's not here...is he?" Mother smirks.

I give her a glare before shaking my head no. She also shakes her head followed by a sarcastic laugh.

"I knew this was gonna happen, I told you..." She begins boasting.

"Yes go on! Do your little 'I told you so' dance! You were right, something came up, but he wouldn't have gone if it wasn't important." I protest.

"Oh please! Stop making excuses for him. Its always going to be his career then you come second." She scoffs.

I cross my arms, I look to my Father for some help.

"Sorry honey, I'm siding with your Mother. Everytime we see your husband he's never around...he's always working. To be honest I'm surprised you two are still together." He admits.

My jaw drops, wow. What supportive parents I have.

"Wow! Thank you for telling me what you really think. Now you can leave now that you both have that off your chest." I seethe.

They both look at me with shock.

"Ariana..." Mother begins.

"You heard me. Oh and that gift, I don't want it. Get out." I demand.

They both walk to the door, my Father turns to look at me.

"Will we be seeing you later for dinner?" He asks softly.

"Nope. I'll be waiting here for my husband to return. Thank you for making my Birthday crap." I wait for them botb to walk out before slamming the door.

I groan loudly as I walk into the living room, I sit down on the couch grabbing the tv remote. So much for a great Birthday...my husband isn't here and my parents don't support my marriage. I turn on the tv, flicking through channels when something catches my attention.

Prince?

I am joined by the musical genius himself, Prince. He was kind enough to sit with us today to talk to us about his upcoming Musicology Tour. Thank you Prince, for coming.

"Thank you, for inviting me." Prince says.

The two go on and on and on about the tour. I was about to fall asleep until my name got mentioned, my head snapped up.

"I believe its Ariana's Birthday today, is that correct?" The Interviewer asks.

"Yes it is." Prince says, looking unhappy and guilty.

"May I ask why you aren't with her?" The Interviewer asks.

"Because I didn't finish planning her surprise on time. And I know she's watching this right now, I told her I had another show to do which wasn't true." He smirks and chuckles.

I glare at the screen, secretly wishing I had that Superman power with the laserbeam that comes out of the eyes. I can't believe that little short ass fooled me.

"Oh? So what is going on then?" The Interviewer asks.

"She's probably trying to blow my head up with her mind through the screen. But Ariana, go to the car out front, it'll take you where I'm talking about." He winks at the camera.

I fold my arms, not sure if I want to after all this. Prince ends the interview and they cut to music. I grab my purse and head to the car thats running out front, it starts moving.

About twenty minutes later we arrive, I get out. Its dark, I see a little light trail leading me to the way I need to go. I head down the path, it leads me to the pier of where Prince proposed to me. I gasped and smiled.

"I've been setting this up all day." I hear Prince say behind me.

I turn around and look at my beautiful man.

"Its beautiful." I whisper.

He smiles and pulls me into his arms, I lean into him. Then I smack him upside the head, he looks at me like I've lost my marbles.

"Thats for tricking me shorty." I point my finger at him.

He just laughs and takes my hand, leading me down the pier. We sit down at the nicely decorated table he set up, enjoying my favourite food with champagne. It turned out to be the best Birthday ever.

Bad husband my ass, suck it Mom and Dad.