Karson's POV
I told Ariana to come to my house... just 'cause.
When I talked to her on the phone, she didn't sound happy.
I heard her knock on my door, and I swung it open.
"Hey" she said, sniffing.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fine."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah."
"No you're not."
"I know" she said, crying.
"What happened?"
She didn't say anything.
"What happened?" I repeated.
She grabbed her phone out and showed me messages from Justin.
Justin: stop texting me
Me: I don't understand why it's such a big deal
Justin: you told everyone. I trusted you.
Me: like that time you punched me till I fell on the ground. Like that time you slapped me across the face.
Justin: you broke up with me, I don't know why you're talking.
Me: I can't be concerned?
Justin: I don't need you anymore. I have Selena
"Oh my god. That ass hole!" I spat.
"There's more." She murmured.
She showed me her chat with Selena.
Selena: stop talking to Justin. He doesn't want to hear your bullshit.
Me: I can talk to him if I want to
Selena: no you can't.
Me: I'm still his friend
Selena: he hates you. Now can you stop bothering us?
Me: "us?"
Selena: yeah. We're trying to have some times to ourselves.
Me: is he... okay?
Selena: way better without you
"Can I please bitch slap slutena?"
"Is he seriously better without me?"
"Stop thinking about that ass hole okay? I'm gonna go slap that lil white boys ass and beat the shit outta slutena."
She nodded.
I grabbed her wrist and dragged her out of the house.
"Where are they?" I asked awkwardly.
"I don't know. But I bet you Selena took a picture with him."
I grabbed out my phone.
"VENICE BEACH! LETS GO!" I yelled.
I dragged her into the car and drive to Luke's house.
What? I need his back up.
It's not weird.
I ran out of my car and rapidly knocked.
"Yeah?" Luke spoke, putting his fingers through his hair.
I love it when he does that.
"Let's go!"
"Where?"
"To Venice Beach!"
"Why?"
"Ari will explain to you on the way."
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I stormed to Selena and Justin. It wasn't hard to find them.
"Oh look, it's trash can 2.0" Selena spat.
"What did you fucking say?" Luke spat.
"Shh, babe, it's alright. she just wants a punch in the face." I said.
"You needed a whole group? Nice Ariana." Selena snapped.
"You need his credit card to support your flat career?" I snapped.
"You wanna go there?"
"Yup." I smiled.
"At lease people know who I am." She spat.
"At lease I have an ass."
"At lease I'm pretty."
"Says your yellow teeth."
"Says your hideous clothes."
"Says your fat face."
"Says your empty wallet"
"Actually, your wallet is empty. It's only full 'cause you got Justin's credit card."
"Shut up Karson" Justin spat.
"Oh! I didn't know you were in this! You fucking hurt Ariana, I'll cut your dick off." I spat, kicking his dick.
Selena slapped me in the face, "DON'T KICK HIM!" She yelled.
"Maybe I should kick you?" I said, kicking her hard on the ankle.
Converse do a great job of hurting sluts.
"Everyone! Selena wears butt pads." I yelled to the paparazzi.
"I DO NOT! MY BUTT IS NATURALLY THIS BIG" she gasped.
"More like plastic surgery honey." I said, slapping her ass- I meant, flat ass.
Selena punched me on the back.
That. Hurt.
I 'walked away' when really, I was just getting a boost so I can jump on her and beat her down until I'm satisfied.
"Oh, you scared?" She asked.
I ran and jumped on her. Luke was pulling me back, I was just hitting her.
"YOU FUCKING SLUT" I screamed.
"GET OFF OF ME!"
"NO THANKS! I DONT LISTEN TO WHORES!"
She got me off her back and I fell back. Luke helped me up, but I still wanted to beat her flat ass.
Then, Luke finally got mad.
I don't know why, but I feel happy all of a sudden.
"You fucking just swear at her huh? You trying to hit her?" He spat.
"Do you not see her doing that to me!?" She yelled.
"Shut the fuck up! I don't care about you little cunt."
The paparazzi were 'oo-ing'
One of them even murmured 'burn'.
I love his protectiveness. It's so cute.
"SECURITY!" She squealed.
No one came.
I laughed so hard! I can't.
"UGH! JUSTIN! GET RID OF THEM!" She screamed.
"Go away" Justin spat.
"Ooh I'm so scared" Ariana said sarcastically.
Justin had his fist up, -
Ariana looked scared.
Then he slowly put it down.
He looked like he didn't want to hurt her, but I know he would throw a punch at Luke and I, anytime.
He walked away looking so pissed, fame has done him wrong.
"JUSTIN! YOU DIDNT EVEN DO ANYTHING!" Selena screamed.
"LETS GO HOME!" Justin yelled.
"Fucking jerk" I spat.
"Shh babe, don't be so mad." Luke said calmly.
"He just ditched my best friend for that slut!"
"I know, I know."
"You better not ever do that to me or-"
He pulled me in for a kiss, it instantly put a smile on my face.
"I love you." he smiled.
"I love you too babe." I smiled.
"Can you not?" Ariana laughed.
"Sorry" Luke blushed.
"It's okay, you guys are perfect anyways."
"Aww." I said, hugging Ariana.
She's almost there, the point of knowing that she doesn't urgently need a guy in her life.