As Long As You Love Me (Justin Bieber and Ariana Grande)

Chapter 89

Tuesday, August 26th

Justin Bieber

"She's been perfectly fine. I don't know why she's doing that." I shrug.

Ariana giggles, then groans.

"Fuck this shit."

"What shit?"

"The shit that comes out of your mouth half the time." She mumbles.

"Haha. Funny." I lay down and let Jaclyn crawl onto my chest.

"She's gonna fall off the bed."

"My mom said every baby should fall off the bed at least once."

"Really? I think you did multiple times."

"You sure do have a lot of jokes today. Just a few hours ago, you were crying your eyes out, laying right here where she is." She rolls her eyes and I laugh.

"Shut the hell up, you goddamn bitch ass potato."

"You seem mad. I'm sorry."

"Oh, are you?"

"I think you have an attitude problem."

"I think you have a dumbass problem."

"That's fair."

"I don't say anything that's not fair."

"But you do say a lot of stuff that's not true."

"Like what?"

"Like 2 seconds ago when you said you don't say anything that's not fair."

She smiles, stroking my cheek.

"You're adorable." She says.

"You are too.

"That is true." She giggles.

Jaclyn squeals, pounding on my chest with her tiny fists. Then she let's her head drop and closes her eyes.

"I'm going back to sleep." Ariana says.

"You do that. I'm going downstairs."

"Leave her here." She whispers before closing her eyes.

I lay Jaclyn down on the bed and walk downstairs. I decide to work on some songs while they sleep, finishing two that I already started by the time Jaclyn wakes up again. I make her a bottle before even going upstairs, and when I do, Ariana is still asleep. I don't know how she slept through that, though.

I take Jaclyn downstairs and feed her, but she doesn't go back to sleep. I put the bottle in the kitchen and place her in the swing. I finish my third and final song while she giggles in the swing.

"What's funny?" She smiles, reaching for one of the tiny animals above her.

When she figures out that she can't get it, she let's her head fall on the back of the swing.

"Never give up, princess. Because you are the cutest."

"Excuse me?" I turn around and see Ariana walk in.

She sits on the couch next to me with an eyebrow raised.

"And your mother. She's the most beautiful girl I know."

"Thank you." She smiles, leaning over to kiss my cheek.

"I guess you feel better."

"A lot. My mouth definitely doesn't hurt as much. What's this?" She picks up one of my songs and I take it away from her.