Trapped

Chapter 38

Justin's pov
I looked down and saw Ariana sleeping on my chest. This was I think by far the best night of my life. I never wanted it to stop, but I had no choice. I looked out of the window and saw some fans trying to keep up with the bus by running next to us. I smiled a bit. They are so crazy!... but in a good way. I decided to thank god for this amazing night, so I prayed a little. After I did that, I put in my earbuds with some music and slowly fell asleep.

I woke up, with Ariana still laying on my chest. I saw a note and a picture on the window and tried to grab it without waking up Ariana. 'You guys were too cute to wake up so we let you sleep in the bus. We are in the hotel. Scooter.' I smiled, never thought scooter would find us cute. I looked at the picture and saw me an Ariana both sleeping. It was cute in some way. I felt my stomach screaming for food, so I decided to wake Ariana up. "Ariana?... Ariana wake up gorgeous." I said and smiled when she opened her eyes. "Goodmorning princess." Ariana came up. "Goodmorning Justin." She looked around. "Wait, we are still in the bus?" She looked confused at me and I gave her the letter. While she read it I changed my outfit. I put on some ripped jeans, white shirt and my new camouflage jacket from the merch. "Aw that's so sweet that they let us sleep! And the pic is so cute." She smiled and I smiled back. I saw her taking a picture of the Polaroid and then she stood up to change her outfit. "Justin can I wear your stuff? I don't have any clothes here." Even though I know she actually has a bag full of clothes in the back, I still let her wear my clothes. "Sure, they're in the closet."
She came back with wearing her own skinny jeans and wearing my merch: a grey sweater with 'staff' on it and over it a black jacket with on the back 'Purpose Tour' written in red and white letters. She had her hair down and was wearing a Purpose Tour hat. "You look so pretty with your hair down, why don't you wear it down more often?" Ariana raised her eyebrow. "You don't like my ponytails then?" She asked a bit sassy. "Oh no that's not what I meant. I mean you look gorgeous with a ponytail but even prettier with your hair down." She smiled. "I just like ponytails, but I'll try to put my hair down more often for you." I smiled. I grabbed her chin and kissed her softly. "Now let's get some breakfast, 'cause I'm starving."