Ricky's POV: "wait he what?" I furrowed my eyebrows. This damn guy has no chill.
"I'm sorry Ricky I didnt know he'd do that." Ariana sobbed.
"It's not your fault he's obsessed." I shook my head.
"Don't be mad." She looked me in my eyes.
How was I not suppose to be angry?
But just to make her feel better I said I wasn't.
The flight attendant came back with my medicine after so long."What took so long?"
Ariana asked angrily."Sorry." The flight attendant spoke while handing the medicine to me and quickly walking away.
That's weird.
"That shit looks nasty." I rolled my eyes.
"Don't give me attitude mr. You need this. You promised you'd take medicine." Ariana argued.
I did promise her.
"Ugh fine."
I took the spoon and drank the blue liquid.
"Fuck!" I yelled.
"What?!" Ariana got scared.
"This shit is disgusting!"
She gave me the 'really bitch. Really?' Face.
I looked at her and couldn't help but laugh, causing her to do the same action.
She's fucking perfect.Soon enough I felt drowsy and went to sleep.
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Justin's POV: "yeah, did you do it?"
"Yes sir. He drank it."I smirked at the good news.
"Alright. I'll be there within a few hours."
"Okay sir see you here."
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Ariana's POV: I was watching a show called 'bad girls club' . Frankie recommend that I should watch it.
Jesus Frankie.
This show was so...violent..
They don't call it bad girls club for nothing.
Then my phone started going off repeatedly. Notifications from Twitter.
I opened the app to see manips that's fans made of Justin and I.
" JARIANA IS REAL BITCHES I TOLD YOU!"
-mymoonlightqueenFuck.
This needs to stop. Honestly.
I needed to end this now.
" hey babes, I just wanted to let you all know that what Justin said is not true at all. I'm not sure why he would make up the crazy rumor but I have nothing to do with him relationship wise. I'm happily and currently in a relationship with y'all know who. Thanks for understanding and sorry for the miscommunication. @justinbieber "
I didn't care what Justin 'had in store for me if I said something' I really didn't.
I wasn't going to let a crazy fucker mess up my reputation.
Hell no.
"How long till we arrive in Brazil?"
I asked the flight attendant through the phone on the jet.
"About 45 minutes ms grande."
"Thank you."