Ricky's POV: as we were on the plane, Ariana never got out of my head.
Not being there to protect her bothered me. But I knew she was safe. Only herself and necessary people are on the jet wit her.
Then not being able to text her killed me more. I was on a public flight with no use of cellular connection while she was.
I was sitting next to Brian.
"So after this show it's Brazil then we're done..for this leg.." He sighed.
"Yep. Fucking sucks." I shook my head. This tour is what made me. This tour changed my life.
We were now about another hour from chile. I just wanted to get off this plane to see my beautiful baby.
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Ariana's POV: after some hours of Justin talking to me and acting totally civilized, he brought out a random question.
"What would you do if I were your boyfriend?"
Did he really just ask this?
"Nothing. I don't want you as my boyfriend Justin. I want Ricky!" I yelled at him. Why can't he get the point already?
"Ah ah ah kitten, you don't want to raise your voice." He chuckled while waving his hand back and forth.
What's up with this shitty nickname.
Kitten.
I rolled my eyes and stared out the window, seeing islands and the ocean.
I felt his hand grasp on my thigh.
Gasping, I smacked his hand off.
"Don't touch me Justin!! Why isn't anyone helping me?!" I yelled.
"Who's gonna help you when your thousands of feet in the air? Plus the peeps on this jet are cool with me." He smiled.
"Take another sip." Justin handed me my wine that I never finished because of the weird taste.
"No." I firmly spoke.
He furrowed his eyebrows in shock.
"No?"
"Yes. No."
"Wait yes or no?" He laughed.
"FUCKING NO." I threw the wine on him.
"What the fuck?!" He got up wiping himself.
"These pants were 2000$!"
"I could give a less fuck." I said with attitude.
"I love it when your mad sexy." He came on top of me.
"Get off of m-" he cut me off and smashed his lips onto mine.
Being unable to get his heavy body off of me, his hands roamed my body.
Brining back that old memory.
The time I got raped.
I started to panic.
"Get off!" I tried pushing him. It didn't work.
I could feel his hardness.
But then he whispered something in my ear.
"Let me fuck you like you've never been fucked before."
And with that I let him roam my body.
The words got to me.
My tensed body became loose and my core wet.
Swirling his tongue all over my neck, making my grind against his rock hard member.
"J-Justin." I moan softly as he started to take my shirt off.
I don't know how he was making this actually happen, but I wanted more.
I wanted Justin.
