A love that will last forever

A love that will last froever

Justins POV 

I woke up the next morning and sat up and looked over to the side ariana slept on but she wasn't there neither where her clothes "ariana?" no one replied she might of just gone home her dad would be worried before I could think about how amazing last night was my phone started ringing I got up puttinf on some sweatpants and walked over to my pants from last night that where still on the floor at took it out the pocket 

'ariana :)'

PHONE CALL

justin "hi baby where are you"

ariana " I had to go"

justin "yeah why?"

ariana "you know why justin"

justin "no?" I scartched the back of my head then sat down on the edge of the bed "come back"

ariana "I cant, isn't everything beautiful dis morning"

I got up and walked over to my window and looked out side

ariana "everything is so beautiful" 

justin "i dont understand"

ariana " I love you justin"

-end of phone call-

I looked at my reflexion in the screen then turned it over it was completely smashed I have no idea how it worked 

I looked outside again the sun shining down in my room I put on a shirt and shoes ready to go straight to ariana's I walked down stairs and walked into the living room to let my mom know I was leaving but ariana's dad was already here maybe he wanted to warn me to keep away from her now he was sat down his hands to together in front of him he kept looking down 

"where's ariana gone? you cant keep me away from her"

He kept looking rubbing and pulling at his fingers 

"justin she died she died yesterday afternoon not long after you left"

I stood there and shook my head

"i just, i just spoke to her. I- i speak to her all the time"

"me too" 

I couldnt move my attention turned to ariana's dad when the sound of him crying filed the room I walked over and sat next to him trying to stop the tears 

"she loved me you know"

he nodded wiping his eye "i know thats why im here"

"nono she isn't no she, she's meant be with me, she isn't dead!" I slammed my hands down on the table while walking out the room my mom tried to talk to me I just walked passed and went up stairs I opened my bedroom door and slammed it behind me then I felt like I wasnt in my body anymore I lent back again the door leaning my head against it before moving down slowly on to floor.

**present day**

days turned into weeks. weeks turned into months, months turned into years, 

And she is still everything and more to me, 

there isnt a say that goes by that i dont think about our story 

a story about a time

a story about a place

a story about  her 

a story about our love 

a love that will live forever 

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