Justin Bieber has "allegedly" been dating Lionel Richie's daughter, Sofia Richie, and Ariana Grande has undeniably been with rapper, Mac Miller.
Neither have talked in a while, but one night could change the rest of their lives.
Ariana's POV Good morning, world. Please help me stay calm, sane, and happy, through this terrible situation. I need faith. I need hope that everything will be okay again. I need to know Mac is okay. But how can I do that when I don't even know if I'm okay? I'm meeting up with Justin today. Justin told me he needed to "sort things out." I don't blame him, I need a better understanding of what's going on. I arrive at a coffee shop in downtown LA. I walk in and it's the cutest little shop there is. I see Justin sitting with his headphones in listening to some music. I approached him, and he took his headphones out and got up. "Hey." He said while giving me a tight hug. "Hi." I take a seat across from him. "How are you? I mean, I heard what happened." "Word travels fast." "It's Hollywood, baby." He chuckled. I grinned back at him. "Yeah." He looked at me, and then he grabbed my hand. "I'm here for you. Always." I smiled at him and said, "Thank you." "Of course, it's the least I can do." My phone buzzed and I look down to find that Daniel texted me a link to a Cosmopolitan article titled, "Mac and Ariana SPLIT?!" with a photo attached:
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I lock my phone and put my head in my hands. "Wait, Ariana, what just happened- what's wrong?" He asked confusingly. I looked up at him, with a bit of mascara running down my face. He looked worried. He was worried. He wiped my face off, and asked, "Can I see?" I nodded and handed him my phone. He sighed when he saw the picture and then put my phone down. "Don't worry. I'll help you get through this." I chuckled through tears and managed to speak. "Not like I haven't heard that a million times before; you know I'm just gonna get a fresh breath of air. Yeah. I-I gotta go." I said rushing grabbing my phone and getting out of the cafe covering my face so no one would see my tears. Justin came running right behind me. "Ariana, wait! Wait, hold on a second!" He said grabbing my arm trying to keep me from leaving the cafe, but I slipped right through his hands and managed to leave the cafe. I was immediately surrounded by paparazzi.
"Ariana! Are you and Mac Miller broken up!?" "Ariana, hey! Look over here!"
Justin came running out grabbing my arm and yelling at the paparazzi. "Why don't you assholes care to show some respect?! Don't you see she's not in the mood? Get out of here!" That didn't help, they just began yelling at him too. He grabbed my hand. "Run." We just started running so fast I forgot what was going on. He then pushed me into an alley. "Justin, what the hell?!" I yelled out but he put his finger over my lips, telling me to be quiet. We look over and see the paparazzi running right past us. They didn't even see us. I looked up at him and he told me, "Stay at my house. If you don't feel comfortable being home right now, you can stay at mine." "Justin, that's what caused all the drama in the first place." "Okay, well it's different now." He said trying to convince me to stay with him. "Okay, but do you mind if we stop by my house so I can pick up a few things?" "Yes, of course. I can get Alfredo to watch over your little zoo. He watched Todd, and Esther for me while I was away." He offered. "Yeah." He smiled and started walking back to the car. I grabbed his arm pulling him back, and looking him in the eye. "Thank you." "No problem." He put his arm around my shoulders and we headed back to the cars. Manip by @bieberfrappe/INSTAGRAM
