The Encounter ☾Justin & Ariana

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      The next day, I had an appointment at the doctors to confirm if whether it were true or not. I didn't tell my mom so it wouldn't worry her. Brian and Scott helped me inside, keeping me covered, so that we wouldn't be noticed. We had to keep it low key so that word wouldn't go around. We walked inside and went to the counter to check in.
  "Ariana Grande-Butera. I have an appointment for 3." I said, telling the lady.
  "Okay, you can just take a seat over there, and we will be ready for you in a bit." She said, kindly. We walked over, and no one else was checked in today, thankfully, so we were the only ones in the lobby. Brian grabbed my hand and held it tight, comforting me.
    "Ariana Grande-Butera?" The nurse said, stepping out the door with a clipboard in her hands. I stood up, and the boys walked with me. We walked into a room, and she took blood tests, and a whole bunch of things. After that, we stepped into another room.
   "So, what's going on today, Ariana?" The nurse asked. I took a deep breath, and then spoke up. "I think I'm pregnant."
   Her eyebrows raised. "Oh!" She looked at me, and then at the boys.
   "Oh, no! They're here for support." I said, laughing.
  "I'm sorry, I was just- I don't know." She said, laughing to herself. "Well, if you wouldn't mind following me to the ultrasound room." She said, opening the door.
   We got inside and she asked me to lay down on the bed. Brian and Scott walked around on the other end, to hold my hand. She raised my shirt.
  "Just so I can get the gel on to examine." She said, so that I was aware of what was going on. "It's going to be a little cold." She said, squeezing the gel onto my stomach. I bit my lip because of the chill I got. She then turned the monitor on, as she placed the tool around to see if she found anything. I look at Brian and Scott and they looked at me.
  "Oh! I see something!" The nurse said. My head automatically jolted to face the screen, and I saw a tiny baby, forming.
  "Holy shit." Was all I could say.
  "You've got a healthy little baby growing inside of you. Keep that up, and you're baby will be in great shape when he or she is born in 9 months!" She said, rubbing my shoulder. "Do you want a picture?" She asked.
  "Uh, sure. Thanks." I said, as she handed me a paper towel to wipe off the gel. The picture printed, and she handed it to me.
  "Do you know who the father is to contact him? I need to record it in your file." She asked. I looked at the picture, running my finger back and forth on the baby. "Justin Bieber." I said, still looking at the picture.
  "You guys are going to have quite the beautiful baby." She joked. I couldn't keep my eyes off the photo.

   We checked out the doctors and headed to the car.
  "I need to go back. To Europe. I need to tell him." I said.
"Of course. Scooter will understand." Brian said. "Congratulations." Scott said. I looked up at him, and grinned. "How do you think he's going to react." I said, and all of a sudden it got quiet.
"Well, how much does he love you." Brian said. Scott hit his arm. "Dude."
     "No, it's fine." I said. "He gave me a promise ring. When was the last time you saw Justin and a girl together for this long, plus with a promise of any kind?" I asked. Brian and Scott shrugged.
   "He'll understand. We will work through it. And if he bitches, I'll leave. Simple as that." I said, taking a deep breath.

   The next morning I was headed off to Europe. The whole entire flight, I was just thinking about what Justin would say or think or do. A million and one things popped in my head. I couldn't sleep. Eat. Breathe. I need to breathe.
   Once we arrived to Manchester, where Justin was staying, we drove to his house. I walked inside, and heard the shower running upstairs. I quietly, closed the front door, and headed upstairs. I sat down on the bed waiting. He walked out with a towel wrapped around his waist, and another towel to dry his hair off. When the towel revealed his face, he saw me sitting there on the bed.
  "Ariana." He gasped. I got up.
  "Hey." I said, smiling. He immediately ran over to me, grabbing my waist, spinning me around and then kissed me. "I didn't know you were coming so soon." He said, with a big smile on his face. I shrugged. "I'm here." I said, grinning. He smiled again hugging me tight. "God, I missed you." He said wrapping his arms around my shoulders, putting his hand up to the back of my head. "I missed you, too." I said, hugging him.

    We went downstairs and we sat on the chairs, around the island table in the kitchen.
  "How's tour auditions going? Are you getting good dancers?" He asked.
  "Yeah, it's going great, everyone's so good it's hard to pick." I said, giggling.
  "Well, then I think that deserves a drink." He said, getting up, walking to the fridge.
  "I got this, because I heard it's one of the best. And you deserve the best." He said, smiling.
  "Justin." I said, softly, getting up.
"I haven't had a sip of this yet, I wanted to save it for you." He said.
"Justin." I said, again. He poured two glasses of wine for us.
  "I really hope this is as good as it's said to be." He said, holding the bottle in his hand, looking down at it.
  "I can't have this." I said, looking at the glass.
  "What? Of course you can. I got it for you, baby." He said, kissing me.
  "No, Justin. I can't. It'll hurt the baby." I said, hesitantly.
   There was a pause. He looked up at me, slowly. "The what?" He said, furrowing his eyebrows. I pulled the ultrasound photo out of my back pocket and handed it to him.
  "It'll hurt our baby." I said. He put the bottle down, and grabbed the photo. He just looked at it. Not saying a word. "Please say something." I begged.
     He knelt down, and put his hand up my shirt, resting his hand on my stomach.
  "Hey, little guy. Or girl." He said, looking at my stomach. I sighed, and then rested my hand on Justin's shoulder. "Your mommy and daddy love you very much, even though we don't know you just yet- but soon enough, we will." He said, looking up at me. A tear ran down my face, and Justin wiped it off. "We're having a baby." He said, looking me in the eyes. I nodded.
"We're having a baby!" He said, with a big smile coming to his face. He grabbed my face, and kissed me. "I love you so much." I said, hugging him tightly. "I love you, more."