I grabbed her waist and soon enough she was in the same position as before. I took my shirt off, and in the corner of my eye I could see Arianna’s eyes get big in excitement. Well of course she was excited, I’m fucken sexy. I kissed her lightly and quickly on the lips, one kiss every 5 seconds. Arianna suddenly didn’t come back for the other kiss.
-“Justin, don’t you think, like I mean…. Uhhhh like I give this ‘thing’ to someone special?” she said covering her mouth with her hand because she was embarrassed.
-“Yea I guess, Okay Arianna, after we do our thang, you’re going to my girlfriend, I promise” I said going in for a kiss, but then stopped by Arianna’s hand.
-“No Justin, now you have to make your commitment now, you have to do all these sweet things for me, as a boyfriend, and then you can get what you want”. Really, am I really going to go through all this stuff just to get a booty call, and not even a booty call, more like a… I don’t even know it was because I have to work for it. But I guess I’m going to have to get it, and I really want it, especially from Arianna.
-“Okay, what do you want to do babe” I said rubbing her back as she was still straddling me.
-“Let go, uhhhh to the park?” she said. I mean, I’m Justin Bieber, I could fly her to Paris in my Jet, and she chooses to go to the damn park. Okay whatever.
-“Okay babe lets go” I said, bending down to get my shirt and then put it back on.
When we got to the park, it wasn’t that busy. I got out the car and walked over and opened Arianna’s door. I grabbed her hand as we walked through the park.
-“So, what do you want to talk about?” Arianna said looking down at the ground. I stopped walking, and pulled her head up to make her look at me.
-“You beautiful” I said. I kissed her on the check, she smiled. We kept walking and finally got to the playground. I pulled on Arianna’s hand and she got on the swing, and after 7 minutes of me pushing her, and laughing, and playing around on the swing she got off. We had been at the playground acting like total 9 year olds for at least 40 minutes, It was so peaceful, no fans or paparazzi’s. We sat on the bench, talking about my touring, her school life, my crazy fan base, and her friends and when the ice cream man came, I bought her an ice cream and myself one. I felt this feeling I haven’t had since I first meet Selena, my stomach was all fluttery and my heart beated hard. Please don’t tell me I’m falling for her. Yea she’s my ‘girlfriend’ but just to get to her, and then I’ll leave to California or something. Just Arianna I guess is different I guess, the way she smiles, the way she just has attitude it’s cute. After about an hour of talking and playing around, we finally left.
-“So do you want me to take you back home?” I asked, putting my seatbelt on.
-“I’m not really ready to go home, can we like go to your house or something” she said not even looking at me.
❤Arianna’s POV❤
When we got Justin house, I was amazed. The house wasn’t even big or anything. Yea it was gated for of course privacy and everything, but it was like my house, maybe a little bigger.
-“This is YOUR house?” I said putting more effort in the ‘your’.
-“Yea, I have it all to myself right now too. My mom ain’t home till like next week” Justin said winking after. I rolled my eyes and got out the car, being followed by the dork of a guy. Justin opened the door and I walked in. There was picture of him, and some other people and some kids. Justin took my hand and lead me upstairs, and then into a nice blue and white room. It had a pretty big bed and a table at the side of the bed. There was a glass sliding door that leads to a balcony overlooking just some trees. Canada wasn’t a really amazing place, not like California where there was a beach everywhere. Canada was trees, maple trees pretty much, depressing right? I sat on his bed, and just looked at him.
-“What now?” I said shrugging my shoulders.
“Twitter, I need to do something” he said sitting next to me, then laid down next to me. He turned on his phone, but in: ****, and then clocked ‘twitter’. Then he started to compose a tweet
‘Hanging out with me girlJ’ then hit send. Was he talking about me? I’m his… girl? I thought he was like playing around with me. I don’t want a relationship with this ass; I want a real relationship, one where I can be real with him, one where I don’t have to hide what we do together, and most importantly one who really cares.
