Ariana ;
Pulling into Justin's driveway, I got out, adjusting my jacket. I walked up to the front door, and rang the doorbell.
The butler answered the door.
"Good morning Charles," I greeted.
"Miss. Grande, good morning," he said, a small smile on his lips.
"I came to work on the–,"
"I know, Justin is upstairs in his room, you know where to go I presume?,"
"You presumed right," I say, making him chuckle.
He nods, and waves me on.
I walk up the stairs, and carry on till I get to his room. He's pacing the room, shirtless.
Hot damn.
The boy was all kinds of sexy.
I clear my throat, making him whip around to face me. "Where have you been?," he asks, clearly angry with me.
"Traffic Justin, it's bad today," I say.
"You're an hour late, do you even care about this project?," he snaps.
I grit my teeth, trying to hold back my anger. I can not snap back, he's not worth my breath.
"Are you even listening, you stupid bitch?," he growls, and that's when I lost all control.
"EXCUSE ME?," I shout.
"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?," I snap, walking towards him, shoving a finger at his chest.
"You don't just snap at me, and call me rude names, because you're mad I'm a little late, I do fucking care about this project, I'm sorry that there was an accident, I'm sorry that I saw them carrying a baby on a gurney into in ambulance, I'm sorry that I had to see a woman break down sobbing, because she was scared her baby wouldn't pull through, and I'm fucking sorry I'm late," I say angrily, my breathing heavy.
The room is silent, for a while, until he opens his mouth to speak.
"I-I'm sorry," he says.
I shake my head.
"No Justin, I'm sorry I was assigned such a dick head as a partner,"
His jaw clenched.
"Let's just get started on this," he says.
"After you apologize," I say, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Wha– I just did!,"
"And mean it," I say.
"Fucking go then, I don't need to do as you please, I don't have time for this,"
"First you don't want me to leave, now you're yelling at me to go, what do you want Justin?,"
He turns away from me.
"I can't have what I want," he says.
"Uh.. have you seen your house? I'm pretty sure mommy and daddy would by you anything you could ever want,"
"Not this, you can't buy this,"
"What do you mean?,"
In an instant, I'm pinned against the wall, by Justin. I bite my bottom lip gently.
"Fuck Ariana.. just go," he says, pulling away from me, running a hand through his hair.
"But the project–,"
"GO!," he shouts, making me jump.
So I left.
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Dun dun duhhh, what do you think he wants.. Hmm?? I know.. hahahaha. Keep reading.
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