Justin's POV
I honestly don't know what to do right now. After we kissed, I felt like we were going to get somewhere.
But I thought wrong. She's still with Kyle and it might stay like that for a while.
But how can she just not think about it? I kissed her fucking good, man. Best kiss I could probably give, just for her.
And... Nothing?
She left last night, and I didn't really say bye... Well I'm back in California anyways, I couldn't stay any later.
I turn the tv on, and just chilled on the couch with a cool beer in my hand.
"Surveillance footage of Justin Bieber kissing a girl in the elevator! Not clear who she is as it's very pixelated but seems to me like the biebs, is getting his game on,"
"WHAT THE FUCK!" I screamed.
At least they don't know it's Ariana. At least they don't know it's Ariana. At least they don't know it's Ariana. At least they don't know it's Ariana. At least they don't know it's Ariana. At least they don't know it's Ariana. At least they don't know it's Ariana. At least they don't know it's Ariana.
Hey, everything's gonna be fine right? If they don't find out, no drama, no problem! It's all good.
I go on Twitter and just scroll through my feed and read a couple of tweets.
@jdbieber: I SWEAR ITS ARIANA WIDBSJDNSJ
@drauhling: ITS ARIANA HER HAIR HER HAIR!
FUCK.
I got up and stroked my hair back, walking back and fourth.
"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit," I whispered to myself.
I have to call Ariana right? Like, she can't just leave me hanging. I need to know what's happening with us.
I grab my phone, and hesitate to press call after I dialled her number.
What if Kyle sees? What if he answers? Wait.
Fuck him, I'm calling.
As soon as I press call, I regret it, but I just kept waiting until I got an answer.
Nothing.
Phew, yay she didn't pick up, I'm good.
But then my phone rang, I looked onto my screen and it read 'Ariana'.
So I picked up.
"H-hello?" I spoke.
"Hey, why'd you call?" She asked.
"Um, so remember what happened yesterday?" I asked awkwardly.
"Uh, no, sorry," she laughed.
"Well um, we kissed,"
"No we didn't. This is probably one of your stupid dreams again. Stop thinking they're real. You need to learn how to separate reality and fiction,"
"No, we actually kissed,"
"Look, I really have to go rehearse now, bye," and she hung up.
I'm not even over exaggerating. What the hell is she saying?
Ariana's POV
I know we kissed yesterday. I just don't want that effecting my show tonight. And I don't think it's a good idea for us to even consider dating again.
It's not happening.
At least I don't think.
I don't know.
