As Long As You Love Me (Justin Bieber and Ariana Grande)

Chapter 7

September 9th

Justin Bieber

I turn off Ariana's car and put her keys in my pocket.

"See, I told you. I already knew." I say to myself, going to the other side of the car.

I open her door and unbuckle the seatbelt, trying my best not to wake her up. Picking her up bridal style, I walk to my dorm and carry her to my room. After closing the door behind me, I place her in my bed and take off her shoes. Taking off my own shoes, I climb into bed and fall asleep.

September 10th

Ariana Grande

I wake up in an unfamiliar room. I look next to me and see Justin sleeping peacefully. Trying my hardest not to wake him up, I lift myself from the bed and go use the bathroom. I don't have any clothes over here so I leave him a note and go back to my room.

It's almost 10 am so Alexa's at class, leaving our room empty. I get some clothes to change into, take a shower, brush my teeth, and do my hair before going to get some Starbucks. I haven't had it in a while, the smell of coffee and sweets being unfamiliar.

"Ariana Grande." The cashier calls.

I go claim my food and walk back to Justin's room. Opening the already unlocked door, I set the food on the dresser and notice Justin sitting on the couch with his eyes closed.

"Justin, what are you doing?" I say, walking around the couch, only to see his dick sticking up in his sweats.

"Justin!" He opens his eyes and sits up.

"Oh, hey baby girl." He says, covering himself up with a pillow.

"Justin, why are you so hard?" I ask, laughing.

"I was thinking about having... doing stuff with you." He says.

"Oh really?" I smirk, moving the pillow and sitting on his lap.

"Ariana, stop." He says.

"I feel your dick getting harder and harder and harder." I say, getting closer to his face.

"Ariana. Stop. Playing. With. Me." He groans.

"What's the magic phrase?"

"I don't know." He mumbles.

"Ariana is the amazingest girlfriend in the entire world." I whisper in his ear.

"A-A-Ariana is the amazingest g-g-girlfriend in the entire w-w-world." He stutters.

"Thank you." I get off of his lap and go get the food.

"Here is your breakfast. I made it special." I say.

"Yeah, so special it's in a Starbucks bag." He replies.

"I know right. Starbucks is like, amazing!"

"So I've heard. I have never ever been to Starbucks in my entire 18 years." I drop the bag on the couch, staring at him.

"What?"

"I'm serious. I've never had Starbucks."

"Justin, you are going to eat this and you are going to eat it now." I growl, taking his food out of the bag.

"It looks like McDonald's without the imprinted M. What's so special about it?"

"Now I really wanna kill you, but eat it. You don't know how good this is." He takes a bite and his face lights up.

"Wow, this is so... normal." He says.

"Justin, I hate you. I seriously freaking hate you right now."

"Well, I'm sorry. This food tastes like food." He says, finishing the sandwich in 3 bites.

"Ugh, I can't stand you." I groan, eating my bagel and drinking my Vanilla Bean Frappuccino.

"Well sit down."

"You make me sick."

"Do you need some medicine?"

"I am so tired of your shit, Justin."

"Go to sleep." He says simply.

"Do you have a comeback for everything?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

I roll my eyes and finish my food.