Take Care Of You ♡Jariana

Chapter 2

Ariana's P.O.V
I had to wake up super early as I was going to be having an interview on the Ryan Searcrest Radio Show. I was super excited and a little nervous.

I threw on my cute lavender crop top and a white skater skirt with my signature white knee high boots. My makeup artist did my makeup before I grabbed my stuff and I headed into the car.

Me, my manager and some of my crew laughed and made snapchat videos on the way. We finally made it and I headed out of my car. I immediately had a large swarm of my fans surrounding me and greeting me. Gosh, my babes I loved them. Sometimes I felt so overwhelmed with everything that I am blessed with I forget what's really important. I hugged and signed a few autographs and headed in.

I was asked the usual questions about my life. My love life, how my tour was going, what new music I was releasing, my hair and so on... We were almost finished the interview with only a few questions left.
"So, Ariana who would you most like to do a collaboration with?" One of the interviewers asked. "Um, that's a tough one." I said smiling. "Who would I pick?". "I guess....I would love to do a collab with Miley because she's like one of my really good friends. Oh my god I would love to do a collab with Justin that would be amazing his music is so inspiring and I've been a fan of his for ages!" I said suddenly remembering my phone call with Scooter the other day and my attempt to call Justin to see if he was Ok.

"Wow, speaking of Justin have you heard of his latest behavior, I mean it's pretty bad but then again he seems like a good guy maybe the media is twisting it." One of the women sitting across from me asked. Most of the other people in this industry had just kept quiet about his behavior or just dissed him. I wasn't going to keep quiet I'm not like that.
"I'm concerned... I honestly think he needs someone to be there for him, I mean I hope he's ok because he isn't just acting like that for nothing." I said pulling the microphone closer to me. "Yeah, of course,of course." The interviewer said nodding her head pretending like she cared.
Why didn't anyone care? Honestly, I was shocked, am I the only one that actually gave two shits about his health and whether he was ok?

Justin's P.O.V
I lit a joint and took a sip of my soda. I checked my Twitter and I was surprised at how many links I got to an interview Ariana had apparently had a few days ago. I would not stop getting messages from fans and people telling me to watch it so I finally gave in and clicked the link inhaling the smoke from my joint. The video started and she was talking about who she wanted to collab with.

Are you serious? I don't have time for this I thought to myself I actually thought it was something serious. I was about to close the video when I heard my name.

I looked down at the screen and finished watching the video.
Was I really that bad? I looked around at myself and stood up to the mirror. I looked at my reflection. I thought it was only the stupid paparazzi trying to make headlines out of me. Only a couple of months ago I was that good boy that everyone loved and who's music had saved lives and now I was this person people hated and were disgusted by. Did anyone actually care about how I really felt?
Wait what was I doing? What the fuck? Since when does it matter? Honestly.

I quickly pushed my thoughts to the back of my head and focused on my life now. I loved it didn't I? I loved being able to do whatever I want, millions of girls wanted me, I was so rich and I was extremely hot. I mean I was living the ideal life right? I scrolled through my missed calls and stopped at Ariana's. I should call her and let her know that he has nothing to worry about. I mean I've never really talked to her but I know she's been a fan of mine for a while and I don't want her to keep talking about me in interviews it's drawing too much attention and I definitely don't need that with everything else going on. I called her and she picked up pretty quickly.
Her little voice rang through the the phone. "Hi, this is Justin right?"She sounded tired. "Yeah, it's me... Hey I listened to what you had to say on the radio the other day and I saw your missed call." "I just want you to know that everything is fine and I'm great so you can stop fussing about it, you're only causing more drama." I said fixing the chain around my neck. "Sorry, I just wanted to make sure you're ok and since everyone else is ignoring the things you are going through I want you to know that if you ever need someone to talk to.., I'm here" She said sounding upset. "Ok, yeah well thanks but I'm fine." I said smirking. "Hey Justin are you attending the award show this Friday." "Yeah are you." I mumbled. "Yeah well I guess I'll see you then." Ariana said quietly. "Ok, um thanks and there is nothing to worry about so you can stop." I said sighing heavily.

Ariana's P.O.V
I hung up on Justin and lay down on my bed. Everybody needs somebody and I want going to give up on Justin just because everyone else was.

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