Take Care Of You ♡Jariana

CHAPTER 1

Arianas P.O.V

I had just finished one of my shows so I was tired and I just wanted to kick back and relax with my dogs and check my Instagram. I scrolled through my feed and commented back to a few of my beautiful fans. They made me smile so much and I couldn't be happier to be their idol. 

An image of Justin Bieber popped up as I refreshed my feed. I rolled my eyes at the headline "Justin Bieber drinking at Strip Club in Miami last night". I couldn't help but feel bad for him, I mean he is one of the most popular boys in the world yet he has no one that looks out for him. 

Unlike other celebrities I still believed in him. I thought back to the days when I was obsessed with him. I listened to his songs non stop and always followed what he was up to. He was and still is one of my biggest inspirations when it comes to my career and I can never thank him enough.

 I just want him to be ok he has been through so much lately and I know better than anyone how much the media lies and turns amazing humans into monsters. I tried to forget about him and concentrate on getting some rest before my next show but I couldn't help but feel like it was my responsibility to make sure he was ok. I scrolled through my phone contacts and stopped at S.

 Scooter Braun was one of my good friends and Justins manager surely I should give him a ring just to make sure Justins ok. I called waiting for someone to pick up. "Hey Ariana it's been a while since we last talked, how are you, how is your show?" Scooter said sounding a little stresses. "Oh, yeah my show is going great, I just finished one of my shows a little tired but it was so much fun and as for me I'm doing great." I said smiling curling my hair with my finger. "Scooter I hope you don't mind me asking but I'm really concerned about Justin and I just wanted to see how you are". I said my hand on my heart. "Um, Justin hasn't talked to me for over a week now and I am quite stressed at the moment, Ariana he is on every front page newspaper, TMZ headlines and all over social media, only a couple of weeks ago he was doing great his album was doing so well and he seemed so happy." Scooter sighed. "Scooter I'm so sorry" I said with a worried expression. "How did things turn out like this." I asked. "He started attending parties hosted by some of the worst people in the industry, people with really bad reputations and he slowly went out of control and I just hope this is a small phase and he's just growing up but I honestly don't know what to do." Scooter said. I bit my lip trying to think of what I could do to help. "Scooter I'm just so worried and I don't know why I mean I've always looked up to Justin and eventhough we've never really talked I feel like I need to make  sure he's ok maybe I should give him a ring. Maybe he needs someone to talk to who's in the industry and who might understand him." "Ariana thank you for your suggestion its so nice of you but do you really think it'll help?" "Its worth a try." I said heading into the kitchen to make myself a tea. "Sure, ok well I'll give you his number and maybe you can help, It was so nice talking to you Ari, thanks for trying to help see you soon." "Yeah no problem I'll let you know how it goes.... oh and kisses to your wife tell her I miss her." I said sipping my tea. "Bye."

 I hung up and headed back to my bed hopefully I can get through to him.

A FEW DAYS LATER........

Justins P.O.V

I got up feeling a little hungover from last night. Two beautiful tall girls were sleeping on the end of my bed. I smiled to myself and headed into the kitchen to make some breakfast. "Girls wake up" I said grabbing their hands. "Good Morning Justin" one of the girls said he perfect white teeth showing. She had beautiful blue eyes and dark hair. "Good morning.....uhm, what was your name again?" I said giving her a wink. "Amelia". She said giggling. Well Amelia would you and your friend want to come down and have some breakfast with me. I said leaning closer to her face. "Yeah we'll be down in a few moments. I headed into the bathroom and fixed my hair checking my messages. Loads from Scooter as usual and loads of fan mail. I couldn't be bothered checking any of the headlines about me. I mean I couldn't care less. I was young rich and hot I didn't need anyone telling me what to do. I'm Justin Bieber, bitches. I had breakfast with those models who I grabbed at the party yesterday. I gave Khalil a text asking if he wanted to come look at the new Ferrari models. I put on my black pants, a baggy black top and my purple and white snapback, I added my gold diamond encrusted watch and some thick gold and silver chains around my neck. I threw some dark black shades on and looked for my favorite pair of sneakers. 

As soon as I left the house I could see paparazzi starting to follow me. "Fucking hell" I mumbled under my breath. Why wouldn't they just leave me alone?  I honestly would love to punch them all but obviously I had to save whatever part of my good reputation I had left. I rolled my eyes and quickly walked to my bright blue Ferrari my bodyguard following soon after. I sped through the early morning Miami traffic and met Khalil.

A few hours later........

I headed back home with Khalil and Maejor telling them about the party which I had planned for later. I had invited the hottest chicks in Miami and I made sure all my friends were going to be there.

"Man, I'm so fucking excited for tonight." I said fixing my shades. "Yeah man so are we" Maejor said laughing. "Did you bring syrup for later" I said asking Khalil. "Yeah, bro I got you man don't worry I've brought loads". "Dope" I said smirking.

I sat back waiting for my house cleaners and caters to get everything organized. I headed out towards my pool and took my shirt off. I looked down at hundreds of my fans screaming my name. I smiled, and took my gold iPhone 6 out. I made a video for Instagram filming the fans. They shouted louder and I laughed. They were so cool, they were the only ones who supported me through everything no matter what I did. I took loads of selfies for Shots and tweeted a few things before heading back inside. 

I checked my missed calls and I scrolled down.... a missed call from Ariana. I have never talked to her but I remember shooting an episode of that Nickelodeon show she was on.I bet you Scooter made her call me. I switched my phone off and headed back inside however at the back of my mind I really wanted to know why Ariana had called me. What did she want?

Ok, guys that was the first chapter! I know it seems a little boring but I promise more drama is coming up real soon. Remember to VOTE and COMMENT for more updates.

Love you guys and I hoped you enjoyed the first chapter.

QOTD: Who's excited for Sorry?

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