Ariana's POV
"Morning," Justin said cheerfully, going into the kitchen to grab a cup of water.
I ignored.
"Morning," chaz groaned.
He came into the living room and sat next to me.
I got up, and moved next to chaz.
"So, where is she?" Chaz asked.
"Where's who?" Justin ask confusedly.
"Your NEW girlfriend," I teased in annoyance.
"Huh?"
"That girl you were making out with last night,"
"Oh, her,"
"You know, you're all over the news with that shit, 'dating a stripper',"
"Is she hot?" He laughed.
"YEAH BRO SHES HOT AS FUCK!" Chaz yelled.
"HA! YAS," he laughed, high fiving him.
"Yo, go text her, tell her to come over," Chaz suggested.
"Yeah, okay,"
It gets me so damn mad to see that he's with someone else. I get how he felt about Kyle and I now...
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I just sat on the couch with Karson and we were just talking about some random shit, and there's a knock on the door.
"Who's that?" Karson asked.
"Justin's bitch ass girlfriend,"
"Excuse me, I didn't let you invite her to my house," Karson said to Justin.
"Fine, I'll leave with her then,"
"Mhm, okay,"
Justin swung the door open and there she was, smiling and so happy to see him.
He literally just made out with her at the door.
Can you not.
"Stop, stop, stop," Chaz said, shielding his eyes.
She slipped her hand up his shirt.
"STAHP! GET OUT! OH GOD!" Chaz screamed, running upstairs.
They were breathing so heavily, I seriously couldn't watch.
"hey, HEY!" Karson yelled.
They stopped.
"At least do it in the car," she said, shooing them away.
They left the house, and I guess they went into the car.
I ran to the door and shut it.
"AT LEAST DO IT IN THE CAR!?" I yelled at Karson.
"HEY! IF MY HOUSE SMELLS LIKE SEX AND MY PARENTS COME HOME, IM DEAD,"
"YOU JUST TOLD HIM TO FUCK HER!"
"You said you were over him,"
"IM NOT!" I admitted.
"Oh my god," She said sympathetically.
"Whatever," I murmured. "I'm gonna go home,"
I open the door, I don't even want to see Justin and that girl. I get into my car, realizing I'm stuck because his car is parked right behind mine.
I start the engine and punch the car horn, holding it.
I look at the mirror, he made eye contact with me and seemed so pissed.
