Let Me Love You

33

Justin's POV

I tightly hold onto Ariana's little hand as we walk inside the crowded club, since Ariana and Ryan are with me we don't have to stand in a long line of people impatiently waiting to get in. As we enter, the pounding music takes over my hearing and I feel the bass in my chest, the air has a hint of fog to go with the flashing lights. I watch as Ryan quickly wonders away, but I continue to hold Ariana's hand and stay by her side

"This place is a lot more crowded than I thought" I say to her, but I can barely hear my own voice over the music

"Is that why you're super gripping my hand?" She smiles, probably hoping I'd let her go

"Yeah" I reply simply as I scan the crowd of drunken men and women, "I don't like that I could loose you in this crowd"

"I'm a big girl" she says and tries to wiggle her hand free

"No" I say and shake my head, "I don't want you wondering off"

I cannot believe that Ariana works here...in Hollywood...at night. This is not a part of Hollywood you want to be in at night, I'm uncomfortable being here myself, but I guess we're here now

"Justin stop babying me, I work here I know my way around" she rolls her eyes

"Ok fine, but please tell me if you decide to wonder off" I sigh and release her hand

"What up party people" a man with a microphone steps up behind the DJ booth and lowers the volume of the music

"What do you say we get my man DJ dubz to help up turn up?" He asks and the crowd cheers again

"Oh god..." I say in disgust, "That was so uncomfortable" I look down at Ariana

"Yeah, I never said I was proud to work here" she lifts her eyebrows and begins walking through the crowd, I quickly jolt after her

The building is rather large and its divided into three. The sides branch off into strip clubs, the left being women and the right being men, but the main floor is like a mini concert. The bar lines the walls throughout the main room

I see people cat calling and whistling at Ariana as she passes by, making me a little upset. I know Ariana doesn't want to be my girlfriend, but I still don't like that other men think of her this way. She's not for them, she's for me. I walk by her side and put my arm around her waist, claiming her as mine so the drunken men would see.

"Why are you so touchy?" Ariana asks and removes my hand from her hip, "And what happened to you being all hyper?"

"I'm focused on you right now" I say honestly as we arrive to the stage

"You should go up there" Ariana looks up at me and smiles

I totally would go up there, but I really don't want to leave Ariana. I don't trust these people and I regret bringing her along with me, a woman like her shouldn't be here.

"Only if you come up there with me" I say playfully, but that's the only way I'm actually going up there

"Yeah no thanks" she laughs and shakes her head

"Come on, didn't you say that you were on broadway?" I ask her

"Yeah, broadway" she says, "Totally different type of music"

"Come on" I pout, "Please"

"No" she laughs

"Didn't you say you work here? What's the big deal?