key to my heart | jariana

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Justin kissed her on the temple, "I will never let him lay a finger on you ever again. As long as you're with me, you're safe in my arms."

JUSTIN BIEBER AND ARIANA GRANDE WALKING INTO ARGENTINE SUPREME COURT BUILDING TOGETHER ARM IN ARM?

JAI BROOKS ARRESTED FROM HOME AND FLOWN BACK TO ARGENTINA: WHAT'S GOING ON?

JAI BROOKS SEEN AT ARGENTINA SUPREME COURT BUILDING WHERE JUSTIN BIEBER AND ARIANA GRANDE ARRIVED THIS MORNING

IS THERE GOING TO BE A NEW JARIANA?

"Justin! Ariana! What's going on in the court?"

"Why was Jai Brooks seen arrested out of his home? Why was he led back here, the last time you and him were seen together?"

"What did Jai Brooks do?"

"Please give Ariana and Justin some privacy. We are not answering any questions at this moment," Scooter said sternly trying to push the paps out of the way as Kenny and more of Ariana and Justin's bodyguards shielded the two from the oppressing men, cameras flashing in all their faces.

Justin had his arm around Ariana's shoulders, holding her as close as he could to his chest. Ariana was tearing up, trying hard not to break down in front of all the photographers. She had wrapped both arms around Justin's torso, burying her head in chest, trusting him to lead her safely to the car.

Justin, with the help of one bodyguard, had a cloth big enough to cover the two of them, not wanting any photos to be released from this semi-dangerous situation. If any photos of them leaked, especially like that, rumors would spread like wildfire. There was enough drama between the three of them alone.

Eventually, Justin and Ariana made it into the limousine, Ariana in first, and then Justin, who made a daring move of sticking out his middle finger to one of the paps, who said, "Ariana you're such a slut! Why aren't you in there with your boyfriend? Or are you cheating on him with Bieber?"

Scooter immediately shoved Justin's hand inside the car, shutting the door behind him. As much as flipping him off seemed necessary, and as much as Scooter wanted to punch this guy in the face, he knew that it would be no use to fill the headlines with more violence.

The car began moving once Scooter entered the car, sitting besides the drive to give the couple privacy in the back. Scooter closed up the little window separating the two.

Ariana was cuddled up in Justin's arm, which was resting over her shoulders and his hand giving her shoulders a squeeze. Ariana laid her head on his shoulder; he could feel her hair tickling his neck. Her hair was a mess, her make up was running, and she felt like shit, but Justin still thought she looked fucking beautiful. He kissed her temple, keeping his lips there for longer than he should, but she smiled.

She always loved his touch.

"Justin.." Ariana whispered.

"Yes, baby girl?"

"Do you.. Do you think.."

"Hmm?" Justin mumbled, burying his face in her hair. She had an arm draped across Justin's waist, legs brought up to her chest.

"Do you think he'll ever hurt me again? Or hurt you?"

Justin kissed her on the temple, "I will never let him lay a finger on you ever again. As long as you're with me, you're safe in my arms."

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EARLIER
Jai Brooks, hands cuffed behind his back, was lead towards the Argentina Supreme court by two police guards. They roughly held onto his shoulders as they pushed the paparazzis out of the way.