Ariana's POV
When we made eye contact yesterday... I literally freaked out and just walked away.
I didn't even say a word after that.
Why is he here? He's not suppose to be here. My friends aren't even suppose to be here.
WHY IS EVERYONE HERE?
I turn the tv on, maybe that will relieve my stress.
"Justin Bieber and Ariana Grande both in the Bahamas! We got pictures of Bieber leaving the airport with a huge smile on his face last night. Ariana came with boyfriend, Kyle! What is happening between those two? Is Bieber there to get her ba-"
I shut the tv off.
"Morning babe, what was that?" Kyle said, kissing me on the cheek.
"Um, nothing," I murmured.
"I heard my name, was I on tv?" He laughed.
"Nooo! Just a cartoon,"
"Ah, okay. Want anything to eat?"
"I'm good, not that hungry,"
I need to tell Justin to stop. I need to get him out of here.
If he's in the same hotel, I wouldn't be surprised if Kyle bumped into him in the halls.
Justin needs to know that I've moved on.
But it doesn't matter, it's my last day here anyways. I'm going on tour tomorrow, I just have to avoid him for another 10 hours, and I'm good. My flight leaves tonight at 11:00.
"I'm gonna go downstairs and get some coffee," Kyle said.
"NO! I-I mean, it's okay, I can get it for you,"
"Nah, it's alright,"
"A-are you sure?"
"Yeah I'm good,"
Justin's POV
Why the fuck am I in the Bahamas!? NO! THIS ISN'T A GOOD IDEA! WHAT EVEN HAPPENED YESTERDAY!?
I feel a stinging pain on my arm, I looked at my arm and took a look at it. It was red and swollen?
"DUDE! ARE YOU AWAKE?" I hear Chaz say from the halls.
"YEAH!" I called.
"C'MON! WE NEED TO LEAVE! FLIGHT LEAVES IN 3 HOURS!"
I run to my door and open it.
"DUDE!" Karson yelled, turning around.
"What?" I asked.
"Go put some goddamn clothes on,"
"OH! Right, just come in guys,"
"Did we not tell you about our flight out today?" Chaz asked.
"Um, no,"
"Oh, well then get packin'"
"Fuck," I whisper, holding the wounded part on my arm.
