"Why do you have so much lingerie?,"
"Cuz I love to feel sexy when I'm about to be ravished,"
He raised his eyebrows.
"And.. I love to watch hot guys like you take it off of me, mm, it gets me so wet," she says seductively.
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"Come over when you get done," Derek says, pulling me close.
"I will, ya big baby," I say, shaking my head.
He bends down, and kisses me softly.
"I love you," he mumbles.
"Love you too," I say.
"Alright, I gotta go to practice, I'll see you later," he says.
"Bye baby," I stand on my tippy toes, to kiss his cheek softly.
He smiles, and waves, before turning on his feet, and walking away.
I slide into the drivers seat, throwing my Chanel purse in the passengers seat.
Alexa went home with Sascha, another friend of ours. But I rarely hung out with my friends.. I spent way too much time fucking around with someone I didn't really care about.
I picked up the piece of paper Justin handed me earlier, more liked shoved towards me.
Anyways..
I typed the address into my GPS, and it showed me where I was headed. I buckled my seatbelt, and backed out of the parking space, getting onto the main road.
It took me 45 minutes to get to Justin's house, why? Because I was hungry, and I wanted food.
I pulled up to a gate, and raised my eyebrows. I pressed the button, that also had a speaker.
"Yes?,"
"Uhm.. is this Justin Bieber's house?," I asked softly.
"It is indeed the Bieber residence, whom am I speaking too?," this guy was too formal.
"Ariana Grande,"
"Why are you here Miss. Grande?,"
"Justin and I have a project for Music class," I said.
There was a long silence.
"Proceed," the guy said, and I watched the gate open.
As I went further down the long driveway, my eyes widened, when a house came into view.
Holy shit.
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I stopped near the house, and got out, grabbing my Smart Water, and my backpack.
I shoved my phone in my back pocket.
I walked up to the front door, and rang the doorbell. I swallowed hard, nervous as hell.
A guy in a suit answered the door.
"Miss. Grande?," he asked.
I nod.
He moves and I walk inside.
"Mr. Justin is upstairs, his room is on the right, the door is open," he informed me.
"Uh.. thanks," I say awkwardly.
I walk up the stairs, and stopped in front of a big wood framed door, that was slightly open.
I pushed it open and my eyes parted again. His room was amazing, so big.
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He whipped his head around, looking at me. "You're late," he stated.
I frowned.
"Well excuse me.. your dumb bodyguard butler guy wouldn't let me in," I snap back.
He snorts a laugh.
"Just come here, and let's get started," he says.
I roll my eyes pulling up a chair next to him. "So we have to write an original song, and perform it in three weeks, in front of the class," he tells me.
"I'm aware," I mumble.
He turns to me, and raises his eyebrows.
"Do you always have to have the last word?," he asks.
I smirk, and nod.
"Yep," I say.
He smiles, shaking his head.
His eyes look into mine, and I find myself staring back into his.
Wow..
Their so pretty.
He shakes his head, looking back at the lap top in front of us. "Back to the project," he says, making me shake my own thoughts.
Whoa Ariana, careful there, you almost thought this guy was cute.
He is.
No.
Derek is your boyfriend.
My boyfriend.
Why the fuck an I talking in third person?
"Ariana!," Justin's voice snapped me from my thoughts.
"Hm?," I asked, glancing at him.
"Are you focused now?," he asked, a smirk on his pink lips.
Oh yeah..
"Yeah," I say.
I'm focused on something alright.
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Damnn Ari, calm yo ass, you still using Derek, at least dump him first! Geez.. haha hope you liked it, double update!
