Torn

Chapter 22: Bad Luck

*Justin's POV*

"Hello?" I spoke into my phone.

"Justin, hey, it's Caitlin." She replied in her normal and peppy voice.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked, leaning against the counter.

"Just wondering if you wanted to meet up again?"

"Uh, sure, when and where?" I asked, somewhat hesitant.

"My place, at eight later on." She replied. "See you then." Before I could say if I'd make it or not, she hung up.

I ran my hands down my face, then went to see if Ariana was awake. It was only about nine thirty in the morning, so I wouldn't be surprised if she was still sound asleep.

I walked upstairs to the bedroom and saw her in front of the vanity, curling her hair, and doing her make up.

She was already dressed, and looked beautiful- as always.

"Hey." I smiled.

"Justin, hi." She turned around beaming, and walked over to me.

"You look gorgeous." I complimented and she smiled.

"Thank you." She replied quietly. "It's a special occasion, you know." She nudged me with the same smile on her face.

"Oh really, and what occasion would that be?" I asked with a smirk.

Her face expression dropped, almost in a sad and disappointed way.

"You don't know?" She asked with her lip in a pout, although she was sad, she looked adorable.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding." I rubbed her forearm soothingly. I didn't want her lip to start quivering, because then she'd be crying before I knew it. That was something I never wanted to see her do, good thing I prevented it.

"Then, go on." She said while raising her eyebrows, waiting for me to recall the occasion.

"Happy three months." I said, and she immediately broke into a smile. She gave me a hug, then kissed me softly.

"I thought you forgot."

"I'm not that bad of a boyfriend, am I?" I asked and she giggled, then shook her head.

"No, you're amazing." She added.

"I have something for you downstairs." I said and grabbed her hand to lead her downstairs.

When I took her into the kitchen, she gasped at the first thing she saw.

"They're beautiful Justin." She said and covered her mouth, while looking at each of the many different types of flowers I put on display for her.

"There's more." I said with a smirk, then gave her an envelope.

She opened it and read aloud the pre-made poem on the card:

In all the world, there is no heart for me like yours.

In all the world, there is no love for you like mine.

Then she read the note I added at the bottom:

Ariana,

Happy three months baby. I hope there will be many more to come. xoxo

-Justin

*Ariana's POV*

"It's perfect." I gasped and set the card down by the flowers to hug Justin tightly.