Ricky's POV:
As the party ended and everyone left, the thought was still in my head.
What did Justin show Ariana.
Ariana and I were in her suite packing her things. Our next tour stop was Chile.
I was excited to go there, as a kid I've always wanted to go to Chile and see what beautiful views it has to offer.
Being the gentle man I am, I packed Ariana's things while she cleaned up the suite making sure things were left nice and neat. I'd always complain to her that it's the house keepers job but she'd always deny.
As I folded Ariana's sexy lace bra I felt her tiny hands roam my back.
"Hey mr." She whispered while playing tugging on my shirt.
I turned around and smiled at her presence.
"Hey beautiful."
We kissed passionately.
I grabbed her by her waist.
"You ready for these last few shows?"
"Don't even remind me. So much has happened throughout the tour. Meeting you though would have to be the memorable thing." She rubbed her lips against mine, turning me on.
I chuckled and stared directly into her eyes while she was focused on my lips.
"Same here baby girl." I bit my lip.
She blushed at my action and playfully pushed me away.
I laughed and continued to fold her clothes.
"So...babe.." I raised my voice so Ariana could hear.
She was all the way in the kitchen and I was in her room with the door open.
"Yesss rickky?" She sang. Damn her voice was like hearing an angel.
I grinned at her beautiful voice.
"What did Justin show you?"
My question wasn't answered.
"..Huh??" I continued. Maybe she didn't hear me.
Once I finished her clothes I walked to the kitchen.
There she was sweeping.
"Babe did you hear me?" I took the broom and softly lifted her chin up towards me.
"A-apparently, he got a picture of me doing last nights activity to you.." She shyly spoke.
He fucking what?
My facial expression became serious.
"Your kidding right?"
"..I wish.."
She gulped. How the hell did he get that?
"Wait so if he got a picture of you doing that.. Then.. That means.."
"He was in here Ricky."
Rage, fright, and shocked emotions filled my mind. How the hell can a famous person like him be so damn sneaky?
"He said that he's always watching." She spoke scared.
"But why didn't you seem like you were scared?" I asked confused. She seemed totally fine till I mentioned it.
"Because Ricky. I can't just show my emotions in front of fans and the public. That's something a famous person can't do baby." She firmly spoke.
"Stop always trying to hide them! Cause your doing it with me too." I growled. My anger was only brought up to the fact that fucking blondie bieber is watching us now.
She got startled at my action.
"I-I'm sorry baby. It's just that he is going over board with all of this. Just because he likes you?" I shook my head in anger and disappointment.
Ariana laid her head on my chest.
"It's fine. Things are getting crazier and crazier." She sighed.
"Did he threaten you?" The thought came to my head.
She stood silent.
"Ariana, did he threaten you." My voice became stronger.
"What did he say?" I walked in circles with rage in my face.
She stood there in silence still.
"What did he say!" I shouted.
"Ricky, I don't want you to get hurt." She became teary eyed.
"Baby, my safety doesn't matter, it's yours. I can't loose you again! I'm not going to." I brought her into a hug.
" he said he would expose the picture if I didn't do things for him." She spoke with a low tone.
I honestly didn't want to keep hearing his name.
I sighed and brought Ariana to the couch.
"Don't worry, he's not going to do shit. Not with me around." I said with attitude.
She was silent.
"What do you want to watch on Netflix baby. We can't worry about this. Trust me, we won't have to." I smiled while brining her into a kiss.
I need to cheer her up. When's she's depressed or stressed it doesn't turn out well.
She giggled and bit my lip.
"Feisty." I smirked.
"We can watch Bruce Almighty."
That was her favorite movie. Like ever.
I put the movie on and for the rest of the night, we watched old movies and comedies. Laughter filled the room.
As the night passed, the thought of justin was on my mind.
I'm not loosing Ariana Again.
