Temptations (A Jariana Story)

Chapter Four

A R I A N A
[Song of the chapter: Confident by Justin Bieber]
Update Date: April 2nd, 2016

Sighing, I tapped my pencil on my chest while my body was half off the couch.  I didn't even feel like moving. My mind was off somewhere that I didn't even know about and I was just daydreaming the perfect.

"Ariana! Time to get fuckin' lit," Kylie exclaimed, walking in the living room with beers, swinging them.

"I'm not going to the party," I whispered as I got up and walked past her into the kitchen. Her eyebrows furrowed together as she trailed behind me.

"What? Why? We've been waiting for this party for so long!" She stated as I turned to her. Turning back around, I headed toward the refrigerator and got a water. Turning back to Kylie, I saw her with a hand on her hip and all her weight lifted on her left leg.

"I'm sorry, Ky. Just," I sighed before continuing. "There's too much on my mind. Please let me figure things out. Go with Paul."

She scoffed and rolled her eyes as she ignored me and went toward the door. Opening it, she walked out and slammed the door behind her.

Rolling my eyes, I went into the living room with my water as I screwed it open and sipped it. She can act like that, I don't give a fuck.

Turning on the tv, I watched the Kardashians.

Five minutes later, the doorbell rang. "Ugh! Who would be here now? It better not be one of Kylie's friends." I whispered to myself as I got up.  Walking slowly toward the door, I rubbed my temples to calm myself down a bit since I was having a horrible day. I need a break.

Revealing Justin as I opened the door, he walked in biting his nails as he has a nervous look on his face.  He paced back and forth as he did so. 

"Are you going to tell me what's wrong?"  I asked as I shut the door and went up to him. He turned to me and sighed nervously. 

"Have you seen the papers yet?"  He asked and I shook my head. 

"No, why?"  I asked as he sat down on the couch.  I did the same.

"It's about you and I. There's so many pictures from when we went out for food, which I don't know how because of my disguise, and the party.  Fuck!"  He said as he ran his fingers through his quiff, making it messy immediately. 

"Justin, calm dow—"

"I can't!  I've just recently got out of a relationship and I don't need... this. We're not even close to dating!  Fuck!  This is so exhausting," he rambled as my eyes went wide and I was trying to recover from his words. 

My heart stammered in my chest. I guess I grew some feelings for him...I just don't want to admit it to myself...or him.

He didn't look me in the eye as he said, "I don't think we should hang out anymore," he whispered.  "It's too much.  Too, too, much," he stood up and went toward the door as tears started forming up in my eyes.  "My manager is pissed and I'm sorry but bye."  He said before shutting the door and leaving me alone. 

My heart shattered and my breathing hitched. 

Why?