Ariana ;
I finished slipping on my bottoms, and looked in the mirror. I smirked to myself.
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He won't be able to keep his hands off of me.
I let my hair frame my face, falling freely. I walked towards the door, and walked out of the closet.
Justin was looking at the floor, moving his foot up and down nervously. I cleared my throat, and his head shot up.
He looked me up and down, and I watched him swallow hard. "Ariana.."
I smirked walking closer, wrapping my arms around his neck. He placed his on my hips, still looking at my body.
"I know baby.." I breathed, yanking his lips onto mine. He kissed me back, his hands cupped my bum, and I ran my fingers through his hair.
He moaned softly, pulling away, he lifted me up by the hips, and turned, laying me against my bed.
He climbed on top of me, pressing his lips back to mine. I wrapped my arms, and legs around him, wanting to feel closer.
He moved his lips from mine, moving them down my neck, to my breasts. He stopped and looked back up at me.
I nodded.
He pulled up the floral lace top, and tossed it aside. He grabbed my breasts in his large hands, squeezing them gently.
I moaned softly.
"Did I hurt you?," he pulled away, his features flashed with worry.
I furrowed my eyebrows.
"No, Justin, why would you think that?," I asked, pulling him back into me.
He looked away.
I grabbed his chin, and made him face me. "Hey.. what's wrong?," I ask.
"I.. I can't do this," he said.
My stomach feels like it drops from a ten story building. "What?,"
"Ariana, I can't do this with you, I- I need to go," he gets off of me, running a hand through his hair.
"Where are you going?," I ask, sitting up. He looks at me, and bends down grabbing my top.
"Cover yourself up, I'll see you tomorrow," he says, tossing me my top.
He walks out my bedroom, and I feel tears surface into my eyes.
Did he really just.. reject me?
I get off my bed, stripping out of my lingerie, I change into a comfy oversized sweater, and some boy shorts.
I crawl back into my bed, and cover myself ashamed. Tears surface into my eyes, and slowly start to stream down my cheeks.
And that's when I know he means something to me.
Because the last time I cried over a guy, was my first love, who took my virginity, and then left me.
He didn't want me either.
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Awhh poor Ari, hope you guys liked it, tried my best!! Trying to update once daily!! This book may be a bit longer than my others. Love y'all!
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