Torn

Chapter 8: Movie Night

*Ariana's POV*

I wake up with Justin's arms around me on the couch and smile.

I turn on my side, facing him and just look at how flawless he is.

My gaze trails down to his lips and I bite my lower lip as I trace his with my thumb.

Both of our lips were swollen because of how long and rough we had kissed, but I really don't mind.

Just thinking of how we had made out twice last night makes me have a warm and happy feeling. Yet the sadness is still present by the words Scooter had said to Justin- that we couldn't be together. Also a feeling of guilt had been hovering over me, but I ignored it. It feels so wrong, yet so right...

Justin's eyes flutter open and his carmel-brown hazel orbs lock with mine which makes me melt inside.

His lips form into a smirk, I realize he must've known I was analyzing him and I blush a bit.

"Enjoying the view?" He asks, I knew a cocky comment like that was coming. I wasn't surprised when he said it.

"Actually, yes." I reply in the same tone he gave me and he chuckles lightly, which was adorable by the way.

"You know..."

He begins to say, then tucks a strand of hair that was in my face behind my ear and speaks again.

"Nobody can keep me from being with the person I want to be with, even if it risks me losing fans. I know that the Beliebers will stay with me through everything though, so I don't have much to worry about." He finishes and I smile at the fact that I know how he feels.

"And that person," he pauses for a few seconds, "is you." He says cupping my face and making sure our glance doesn't separate.

"Really?"

"Really." He smiles and strokes my cheeks with his thumbs, still cupping my face.

It's silent for a while, but a comfortable silence. Although, it gets interrupted by Justin and I honestly don't mind at all.

"Ariana, will you be my girlfriend?" He asks and my jaw drops but no words come from my mouth.

I know, I know... I have a boyfriend, yet I'm still sneaking around with Justin. Yes, I feel extremely guilty. I just can't help myself, when I'm around him it's like nothing else matters and I forget everything... He's hypnotizing.

"I-I'm sorry, is it too soon?" He asks, clearly worried by my reaction.

All he gets is my shocked expression and silence. There's so many thoughts running through my mind, but all of them go away when I think of Justin all to myself. Just like old times... How could I resist?

"Ariana, I'm sorry, just forget about it I-"

I interrupted him by smashing my lips against his, and he's surprised at first but doesn't hesitate to kiss back.

I pull away and stand up from the couch, taking his hand to pull him up with me.

"So I'm guessing that's a yes?" Justin asks with a small laugh and I nod happily.

"Finally, you don't realize how long I've been waiting to have you back. Ariana I've missed you so much and I-" Justin starts to say but I cut him off with my index finger to his lips.

"Justin, stop," I giggle.
"I know. You've told me already but thank you, I'm glad to know." I say and he scratches the back of his head awkwardly and turns away from me, which makes me give him a curious look.

"Justin, what is it now?" I ask.

"Nothing... just, forget it." He says and I nod, not wanting to cause anything.

-10 hours later-

"Wanna watch a movie?" He suddenly asks.

"Sure, what do you want to watch?" I reply.

"I dunno, I'm just assuming you want to watch one of those romantic chick-flicks." He says with a smirk plastered on his face.

I gasp, pretending to be offended by his assumption,

"I do not! Actually, I was thinking more along the lines of a scary movie." I say and try to wiggle my eyebrows, but fail which makes Justin laugh whole-heartedly.

I make a pouty face and he grabs my face and pecks my lips quickly before jogging up the steps, leaving me wanting more of the sensation I got from his lips on mine.

He comes back down a few minutes later with a movie in his hands.

"What is it?" I ask scanning the movie in his hands.

"It's called "Mama", supposedly it's supposed to be freaky, but I haven't watched it before." He replies before putting it in the DVD player.

I decide to take advantage of the previews and get myself presentably comfortable, then go make some popcorn.

I lay down and get comfortable while cuddling against Justin and rest the popcorn by us.

"Hope you don't get too scared and I have to hold you against my chest to keep you from watching it." He winks sarcastically.

I shake my head while giggling and turn my attention to the TV.

~

"Eeek!" I screech and put my head in Justin's chest for the fifth time, even though we were barely halfway through the movie. This repeats everytime a scary part comes on, so much for being tough.

He chuckles and holds me tighter. "Baby, it's okay, it's just a movie." He assures me while rubbing my back in a repeated pattern.

"I know." I mumble in his chest.

"Do you want me to turn it off?" He asks me.

"No, unless you're too scared." I say lifting my head up to look at him with a knowing smirk.

He scoffed, "Yeah right. Says the girl that's so scared she's still cuddled to my chest." He replied with the same smirk.

I stuck my tongue out at him and he chuckles, then we turn our focus back to the movie.

In all, it's been a perfect day with Justin.