I Love Him - Jariana

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We made it half way, our journey full of laughter and complaints. Justin nearly fell because he saw a spider, and that started our laughter half way. We already started walking down, Justin skipping steps. Groaning, I took off my flats that were tight and giving me a blister on the back of my foot. "Hop on." Justin bent down in front of me, and I jumped on his back.

"You're not carrying me all the way down. I'm just taking a break from my flats." I said to him, and he shrugged. We walked singing All That Matters and he - embarrassingly - started dancing and serenading people that were walking up. Some people asked for pictures, and then the impossible showed up. Paparazzi.

"They got a helicopter just to follow us?" I asked, snffing Justin's hair since it was right by my nose. Smirking, I sniffed it again and he stopped walking and turned to look at me. "What?"

"Stop smelling my hair." He furrowed his eyebrow, and I shook my head.

"No. It smells like fruit." I giggled, and he continued walking. "Hey, do you think rumours will start?"

"About what?"

"Jariana." I used our ship name, and he shrugged.

"Probably, but we're here to deny them." He shrugged, and I sighed lightly not wanting him to hear. He grunted, and then Moshe caught up to us. "What?"

"Paparazzi is crazy." was the only answer we needed.

It took more than twenty minutes to get to the bottom, and he started getting texts. "Moshe! Scooter got my Segway back, let's go!" Justin cheered, running with me on his back. I had to hold on tight, because I was scared I was going to fall.

"Ariana, have you ever rode a Segway?" Justin asked, sitting me in the limo. I shook my head, and he smirked,

"Scooter has like five Segway's so I'll teach you." Justin grinned, sitting close me. Moshe sat across from us, handing us a water bottle. China has been amazing so far, I can't wait to see Japan.

It wasn't so long until we got to the hotel. In the back where the pool was, Scooter, Pattie, Ryan, and Alfredo were standing on Segways. There were three more standing there, and I refused to get on. "If I fall, I'll go melodramatic and pretend to have brain damage." I said, taking off my flats, because they were still hurting.

"Here," Pattie handed me something for my blisters on the back of my feet. "Keep putting that on it everytime they start hurting."

"Thanks." I smiled, stuffing it in Justin's pocket since I didn't have any.

"Ariana, it's not hard. Don't you know how to drive?" I nod to Justin. "That's all it is."

Everyone left us, and Justin started ours. I follwed behind him. When we caught up to everyone, Justin asked Scooter where are we going next. "After your concert tomorrow, we're leaving to Canada for a break. It's only a week, but you get to see family and stuff."

"Will I get to ride dirtbikes this time?" Justin begged, me watching as his lip popped out.

"Yes, you little baby. Ariana, are you coming with or going to Florida?" Scooter asked, Justin popped his bottom lip out at me, and I couldn't help but smirk and blush.

"I'll go to Canada."