"Because nows not the time."
JUSTIN
I sat in Brian's swivel chair. A smirk played on my lips as I awaited my friend, Ms. Grande. This was going to be quite interesting if you asked me. Not only did I have something to ask of her, but I needed to tell her what Josh told me to say. If I wanted to keep her in my life, it would be important that I shared this secluded information with her.
The door busted opened, and Ariana stood there, looking slightly frantic and out of breath, which don't get me wrong, was completely a turn on for me. She slammed the door shut behind her, and locking it with her key.
Ariana made her way over to me, her heeled boots that stopped at her knees, clicked across the linoleum floor. She gave me an angry look and I stood up, moving a wisp of hair out of her face, proceeding to caress her cheek.
"Justin! What the fuck, are you doing in here?" she said lowly, pushing my hands away from her.
I focused on the way her lips were moving and gave her a sly smile. "I need to tell you something important and I wasn't sure when I'd get the chance so I just came in here." I shrugged nonchalantly.
She crossed her arms across her chest, like right under her boobs, making them pop out of the top of her uniform. So hot...
"What is it? You have to stop showing up in odd places Justin, you're going to get caught and not be able to get out of here sooner." Ariana explained, sitting on an chair next to mine.
"I know babe but this is important, like it'll make or break us." I huffed, swiveling in the chair so I was face to face with Ariana.
She yawned, which was hella cute before giving me a stern stare. "Okay tell me, I don't have all day and you surely don't." she sighed, and I wasn't sure if I should have felt offended or not.
I pressed the palm of my right hand to my chest, feeling flabbergasted and partially hurt by the words spoken. "What the hell?" I choked out, my knees bumping against hers.
"Justin, I'm not trying to hurt your feelings or you at all. So don't take it personal please," She assured me, but I still felt annoyed now.
"Look Ariana, I know, I'm in a horrible situation," I gestured to the areas around me, "but seriously, that doesn't mean you can make me feel like I'm less than you. It's not fair, I fucked up badly, but shit..." I said, starting to get mad.
Ariana rolled her eyes, "Justin, I'm not trying to disrespect or degrade you for fucks sake!" she shouted, lifting her arms in the air. "I fucking like you and I just want to know why the hell you're hiding shit from me!" she blurted, immediately covering her mouth, letting out a muffled "fuck".
"What are you talking about?" I asked, feeling a line sweat brim my forehead. Was she the one who scraped their foot across the floor? Maybe she heard everything...
"Justin, I heard everything you were telling Josh..." I fisted my hair, a frustrated look on my face and Ariana gave me a worried look, as she stared.
"Shit, Ariana, now's not a good time." I scratched the back of my neck awkwardly, and started to pace around the room.
I was going to tell her but now that I knew she had been listening, I wasn't sure if I should. "What the fuck? Why not? You're already in here in Justin." she said, I think she was becoming frustrated.
"Because, nows not the time Ariana." I said swiftly, walking past her and closer to the door. I heard her heels clacking across the floor so I knew she was trailing behind me. My hand wrapped around the door knob quickly, but Ariana grabbed my wrist, pulling me away from the door briskly.
"Ariana," I muttered under my breath, "leave me alone." And I was completely serious right now because once I was in this "mode", it was hard as hell to get me out of it. Only a few people could help me calm down, one of those people being my mom and my grandparents.
I was becoming angry faster and if I stayed here with Ariana, something would happen that shouldn't. "Justin, that's not fair!" She stomped her foot like a two-year old. "I do so damn much for you, cover up for you and make sure your sorry ass doesn't get sent to solitary confinement goddamnit!"
I felt myself getting flustered as she yelled at me more and I hated it, I hated people telling what to do.
"All I'm asking is that you tell me one fucking thing Justin! What you're hiding and you can't even do that." She was still gripping onto my wrist and I was trying my hardest to control the outburst that was bubbling up inside of me.
"Ariana." I repeated through gritted teeth. "No, let me speak. I'm asking you for one thing and yo-" I had cut her off by slapping her hand off of my wrist and Ariana let out a loud gasp.
Her face was red, like she was embarrassed and her eyes widened as she examined the mark on her hand. I looked away not being able to handle what I had just done.
I stared down at the ground, trying to manage myself properly. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I had literally just hit her. Fuck.
"Justin," Ariana said and I could hear the pain in her voice and it broke my heart. "What the fuck man," She sounded pissed but you could tell she was disappointed and sad.
As I moved towards her, she took two steps back. The disappointed look on her face changed to one of disgust and I couldn't believe what I had done. I had put my hands on the one girl that actually cared about me. I tried to move forward but she pushed me away roughly.
"Do not come near me, I'm serious Justin. Just get out." She pointed out at the door and went to it, getting ready to leave. "I'm sorry Ariana, I just I don't know what came over me." I apologized.
"Said every guy ever." She rolled her eyes, "I'm sorry too, for thinking too much of you when you're clearly just like the rest."
That hit me right in the heart and I felt like I was being stabbed over and over again. It hurt to hear those words coming out of her mouth.
I walked out, my head drooping low as went back to the yard. "Hey! What are you doing inside? And why are you coming from the control room mister!?" A familiar voice yelled, feet shuffled against the floor quickly, and I took off running in the direction that the yard.
I sprinted faster, my legs going so quick that I couldn't pay attention to anything passing by, everything was a blur. That was until, I ran straight into a guard. I fell flat on my ass, groaning and dusting my hands off.
"Get your ass up Bieber." The guard yelled, and I stood up. Didn't want police brutality to come into play...
He cuffed my wrists together and dragged me to who knows where. "You're going to solitary confinement. You'll be lucky if they don't increase your sentencing." Was all he said.
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ARIANA
For the next few days I had been at work, I hadn't seen Justin, not once. I was happy that I hadn't though, he pissed me off, deeply. Like how fucking dare he put his goddamned hands on me.
I would motherfucking kill him, no joke. Not only did he not tell me what he was hiding from me, but that little bitch put his hands on me.
I was planning on asking somebody where he had disappeared to, not that I really cared.
Ariana don't lie to yourself, you do care.
I shook my head, not willing to agree with my conscious. So what if I did care, I wouldn't associate myself with him any longer. He crossed the line on Saturday and I'm not a doormat, so fuck no, I'm not going to let him or anyone else walk all over me.
Bitch, calm yo ass down, he only slapped your hand. It's not like he knocked you out the fuck is wrong with you Ari? I thought to myself
But I mean, maybe my mom was right, I mean she didn't know what Justin was like, but then again, neither did I... I let out a heavy sigh, continuing on my path to Dylan. I really wanted to hear what he was saying from the other day.
At first, I didn't care but then as a few days passed by and my thoughts got heavier, I wanted to know. In fact, I needed to know at this point.
I found Dylan standing at one of gates in the yard, one foot clinging to the fence and the other firmly attached to the ground. I hurried over to him, careful not to get my heels stuck in the damp grass.
"Can we talk?" I said, my words slurring together. He nodded, a smile creeping at the corners of his mouth. Weirdoooo...
"About what I was starting to tell you on Saturday?" This time I nodded, my facial expression remaining placid.
"Okay so basically, me and Danielle are not against you. We are trying to help you, protect you from Justin. Ariana, you don't know what he's capable of, and we don't either. We just know he's bad news."
"He has 'business' he takes care of and well sometimes, it involves seducing the women that work here to get it done. Justin will go to drastic measures to finish what he's started." Dylan explained.
"What the fuck? Stop lying Dylan. That's not true." My mouth falling opened in shock. This wasn't true, it couldn't be. Justin was something else but he would never do that would he?
I shook my head. "I'm not Ariana. I'm not saying don't talk with him, but do be careful, he's not one to be trusted... Oh and whatever Danielle told you about how Justin got locked up, was a lie. She was trying to protect you in a way. I don't know."
"Why would y'all want to help me? After all the shit I've pulled and y'all want to help me?" I asked, pointing at my chest and raising my eyebrows.
Dylan nodded. I was somewhat suspicious of what he had just told me. I mean Justin could be up to something but how do I know they aren't just trying to fuck with me?
I shook my head once more and walked away, deciding to just leave and go home because clearly today was not my day and I needed to be at home. I just needed to be at home relaxing and watching tv with my dogs and catching up on the sleep I had lost in the past few days.
When I got home, I climbed into my bed, turning on the tv and getting cozy, only to doze off moments later.
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I laid on my right side, looking into my boyfriend's face. He looked adorable sleeping and I couldn't help but find myself staring. I ran my hands through his soft brown hair with a small smile on my face. His beautiful eyes peeked opened at me and a grin appeared on his face. "Hi babe."
I felt my face heat up as Justin smiled wider at me. He was the cutest thing I had ever seen, no lie. I leaned over, pressing my lips to the smooth skin of his cheek, proceeding to bury my face in his shoulder.
"You're fucking adorable Ari." He chuckled, peckering little kisses all over my face. I giggled, and he rolled on top of me, his hands on either side of my body.
The voices from the tv were merely the background of us. We were the only beings in the room that mattered at the moment. And I liked it.
"You want me to make you breakfast baby girl?" Justin asked, nudging his nose into my neck. His plump lips pressed kisses down the center of my neck, until he got to my sweet spot.
"Yeah, that would be great Jay." I said, pushing his body off of me. He climbed off the bed, standing by the edge. I took my chance, standing on the end of our sleigh bed. Justin was strecthing, and when he finished, I attached my arms around his neck and wrapped my pair of legs around his slim waist.
"Goteem!" I giggled again, and Justin looked up at me, a smile gracing his pink lips. I kissed his temple as his strong arms held onto my thighs.
"Let's go make breakfast!" Justin spoke, running with me on his back down the stairs.
He sat my down on the island countertop when we reached the kitchen. "What do you wanna eat baby?" I grinned at all the pet names he had given me this morning. "Um, what about pancakes?" I asked, swinging my legs back and forth.
"Sounds good." He went to get out all the ingredients, and then he was standing at the stove, his back facing me.
His back flexed as he flipped pancakes. That was so hot...
"Here you go cutie." He set my plate down on the table and came back to me, kissing my nose and pulling me off the counter. He was my little prince...
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"Where's Justin?" I said, when I had gotten to work the next day. "He's in solitary confinement."
I had almost forgot about what happened between the two of us. Justin put his hands on me. Dylan looked at me, "He was coming from the control room and as you know, inmates are not allowed in there so he was sent to solitary. Better get your boy under control.." He sighed, running a hand over his head.
"My boy? No, he ain't my boy," I pointed at my chest, using one of my arms to sit up. "I don't associate with him. Fuck him." I laughed in all seriousness.
"Whatever Ari, I got to go." Bye, I didn't like you anyway. Insert pink nail emoji.
I got up, walking slowly to the break room while thinking about my dream. "That shit was crazy." I muttered to myself. I rubbed my forehead and ran a hand through my hair after.
"Fuck!" I shouted when someone bumped into me, causing me to fall on the ground. "Sorry Ms. Grande," A guard I was unfamiliar with said.
How did he know my name?
"I was just trying to get this guy back to his cell but I'm not sure where it's at..." He gave me a look as if asking me to show him where it's at. The fuck I look like? A tour guide? Bitch no.
The inmate he had in his arms was Justin. Of fucking course. "Officer Grande knows where it is. Maybe she could take me?" He asked with a small smile.
"You don't look busy so here." He said pushing Justin towards me, fuck. "The fuck? I was about to go for my break. Look here Johnny boy, I am motherfucking tired so you take this bitch to his cell and figure out how to get there." They both looked at me in shock as I walked away.
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Roasted!!! So like I said and promised y'all, I posted chapter ten!!!
And I was happy af today bc one, summer has began, and two, all my jariana feels, I may or may not have cried a little.
Thoughts?
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THE GIF IS THE CUTEST HUH??
God bless y'all for all those comments on chapter nine. I smiled hard af, they were so cute and funny.
And sorry for not revealing anything in this boring ass chapter but it's only chapter ten so...
Btw this was such a short chapter and I feel hella bad about it.
Anyways, LOVE YALL AND GO LISTEN TO LOVE YOURZ BY J COLE BC FAVE AF RN!!!!