I Love Him - Jariana

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I'm so confused. I know I hid my journal before I fell asleep (thank goodness), but somehow from going to sleep on the jet to waking up in a hotel bed confuses me. I'm pretty sure Justin didn't carry me because he was too caught up in puppy loving Selena. But Ryan, Scooter, or Alfredo could've carried there.

Scooter and Pattie walk in the hotel room door, just as I put my journal away. "You sleep heavy, you know that?" Scooter asked.

"I only sleep heavy when in a mood type of mood." I answered, shrugging.

"Justin carried you out the jet to the limo and out the limo up here. You didn't even move once. Pattie even considered calling an ambulance." Scooter chuckled, as the rest of them piled in the room. This is the biggest hotel room I've ever seen. There were four beds, and one big tv, "Ariana, don't you wanna sleep with Pattie?"

"No offense Pattie, but no. I like sleeping alone." I outstrecthed my body on the bed, still leaving space. "This bed is gigantic."

"We know." Alfredo said in duh tone, causing me to hit him.

"Whose concert is when?" Ryan asked.

"Mine is tomorrow and Justin's is the day after mine." Selena answered, everyone nodding. I grabbed the remote to turn on the tv, and when I did, a 3D Spongebob came on screen. I grinned at how realistic it was, and Justin hopped over Pattie and Scooter to my bed.

"This is so cool!" he exclaimed switching through the 3D movie channels. I didn't dare make a wrong move 'cause then that would cause Justin to move back over to Selena. As soon as Justin turned on a shark movie, I covered my eyes. "Ari is a little scaredy-cat!"

"Why would you do that Justin!?" Selena got to it before me.

"Yeah, my heart is beating like crazy." I agreed, and he smiled at Selena.

"Sorry babe." I sigh seeing as he wasn't calling me babe or didn't apologize to me. He turns on American Horror Story, then moves back to his bed.

"I'm hungry. Scooter!"

Scooter was already on it before I yelled at him. "They are low on staff today. You're going to have to go get it." Scooter said, hanging up the phone.

"What'd you order?"

"Pizza." the only word the made me get up, and run out the hotel room. "Ariana. Wait, I ordered some for all of us, so Justin go with her."

"Why me? Why can't it be Ryan."

"Ryan's sleep."

Them two bickering, gave me enough time to get on the elevator, leaving Justin. When the elevator doors opened, Justin was leaning against the wall. "You left me." He must've taken the stairs.

"There is pizza waiting to be eaten." I answered simply, Justin following me down to the lobby. I didn't want to stand in the elevator alone with him. We walked into the kitchen, a two boxes of pizza sitting there. I took one, leaving Justin again. When we got on the elevator, and stood there quietly.

It wasn't long before the doors opened again, and we walked to our room. I opened it, and put it down on my bed. "Here are plates." Justin pulled out paper plates from inside the box, along with napkins.

I grabbed two pieces, and put them on my plate. "Who's is this?" Pattie announced, holding up my journal.

"Mine!" I grabbed it, stuffing it between my legs. Bad idea to bring this with me. Everyone ignored my sudden outburst for something as little as a journal, and continued eating.

Soon enough, it was one in the morning. Everyone was sleep, so I pulled out my phone, and journal, and started writing.

If I hadn't left Justin for pizza, I'm sure he would've spoke to me more. But before, he was sitting next to me like three inches apart and I could smell his cologne. omg he carried me bridal style while I was sleeping. He carried me from the jet to the limo and from the limo up to the hotel room which is on the fourth floor. I wish I could've been woke for half of it, but when I'm in a bad mood I sleep heavy.

It's exactly 1:00 and I'm up writing, as everyone is sleeping. I get my own bed because I'm a loner. I'm sure there is some chemistry between Scooter and Pattie but I don't want to be an instigator. Whatever, but Fredo & Ryan are sharing. Pattie & Scooter. Selena & Justin. Then I'm the loner in the bed all alone, up writing about stuff that's just happened.

I'm not going to Selena's concert tomorrow even if I have a V.I,P pass. I'm giving it to a fan, and then leaving. Justin said he's going to go on stage, and I'm pretty sure they're going to be all lovey dovey up there. I'd rather go to the beach and chill there. The beach is beautiful at night.

"Ariana! I can hear the pencil writing. Go to sleep!" Justin whined.

"No, you're not my father." I sassed, not meaning to be rude. I didn't mean it to come off as rude, but it slipped because I was getting mad at the fact that Selena has Justin and I don't.

"Yeah, but you should be sleep. I'm sorry for whatever's going on, but sleep it off." Justin said softly, me closing my book, and sliding it under the mattress. When I laid down, I instantly fell tired.

"Sorry Justin." I whispered, and he chuckled.

"For what?"

"Being rude."

"It's okay."