Could Be Forever

Chapter 5

After the long flight, I finally arrived in LA. I saw a sign near the baggage claim that said "Ariana Grande". I walked over there with my 4 bags, where I was greeted by a body guard looking man.
"Here Ms. Grande. Let me help you with that." he said as he grabbed my bags. "I'm Todd. Your bodyguard. I'll also be escorting you to your hotel." the man said as he shook my hand.
He brought me to the hotel and I walked up to my room.
I opened the door and couldn't believe my eyes. It was huge. A whole 3 bedroom suite just for me. A kitchen, two bathrooms, a living room, and everything just for me.
Todd dropped my bags in the front area of the room and I thanked him. He left and I was all alone in the suite.
I got out my phone to call my mom.
"Mom?" I asked.
"Ariana! How are you?" She replied.
"Good. I just got here about an hour ago and now I'm at my hotel room. It's huge."
"That's great honey. I'm gonna have to let you go and call later tonight, I'm with Scott at dinner. Love you." and with that she hung up.
I sat down on the couch after unpacking my bags and turned on dance moms. After a little while of watching, there was a knock on my door.
"Ariana? You in there?" a voice said.
I opened the door to see a man I've never seen before. He embraced me in an awkward hug.
"Hi?" I questioned.
"Oh my bad. I'm Scooter." Scooter said as he shook my hand.
We walked over to the kitchen counter and I made him a cup of coffee.
"So. I have huge plans for you. One of my clients, Justin Bieber is having a party at the 84 club tonight, and I think it'd be great publicity if you came." Scooter said.
"Um, sure. I'd love to. Will Todd pick me up at 7 then?"
"Nope. I'll have Justin pick you up at 9." Scooter said.
"I better get going. Meet Justin downstairs in the lobby."
"Alright. Bye!" I said.
I sighed as I fell back onto my bed. It was already 7 and I was leaving at 8.
Since I realized I had no other choice, I got up and got dressed in a purple knit long sweater, high white boots, and my hair pulled back a little.(A/N pic is above).
I looked at my clock. 7:53.
I decided to go downstairs now and meet Justin.
After the elevator ride I walked into the lobby and saw Justin standing there while staring down at his phone.
"Justin?" I asked.
He looked up in confusion.
"Hi I'm Ariana." I spoke.
"Oh yeah uh hi. Let's go." he said dryly and walked away as I followed him.
We got into his camaro and he drove away. We didn't talk for a few minutes until I finally spoke.
"It's really nice to meet you, your music is great." I said quietly.
"Yeah um listen Grande. I'm only doing this because Scooters making me. We aren't friends or anything. He's forcing me to walk around with you at my party. It's only for your benefit not mine." Justin said, keeping his eyes on the road.
I ignored him and looked out the window as I rolled my eyes. I wasn't sure if I felt angry, annoyed, or...hurt. I'm used to being made fun of and bullied but to hear that from him really hurt me.
"Look. Sorry if I came across rude, but i speak the truth." Justin said.
"Mhm." I said in a high pitched hum.
He rolled his eyes and began to speak again.
"Almost there. Grab your bag."
I grabbed my bag and got out of the car. He walked over and held my hand and pulled me into the club with a smile on his face. I looked around to see papparazzi EVERYWHERE taking billions of pictures of us.
When we got inside the club he walked me to the back of the club.
"Listen up grande. You may think that since your scooters newest client, you're going to be the biggest pop star in the world. But that's already my place. Nobody knows who you are yet anyways so who even cares if your seen with me. Just act as hot as you possibly can and just be all over me."
I nodded in response. Justin led me to the middle of the club and got me a drink. He gave me drink after drink after drink as he drank himself. I never knew what alcohol tasted like but it burned. Really bad. I was almost 100% positive we were both drunk. After greeting many other celebrities, we went to the dance floor and began dancing. After a few songs justin pulled me close to him and began grinding on me. I was disgusted. That jerk human being was doing this to me? Yeah, not what I wanted. But this is only getting my popularity higher so I'm left with no choice. After Justin continuously grinding on me for a half hour, he pulled me to the front of the dance floor and started kissing me. After several minutes we were full on making out. I sighed in anger, but I had no choice. I had to do this. I kissed him back and pulled him closer to me. He burst into a smile and pulled away.
"You seriously think this is funny?! Yeah, not for me." I rolled my eyes.
"Well you obviously are enjoying it." Justin smirked.
"Yeah, what I'm enjoying is being here in LA. If you weren't here it would only be 100x better thank you very much." I scowled.
Justin stared me in the eyes without saying anything.
"We have to keep going. You're gonna lose all the little popularity you don't have if we stop." Justin said as he pulled me close again and continued to kiss me. I'm honestly about to lose my mind. This is disgusting. Why am I forcing myself to do this?
As we continued to make out, I heard a click. I looked up and I saw thousands of camera flashes. Crap.
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AUTHORS NOTE:
SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING ILL UPDATE AGAIN SOON