Weeks passed since Justin and I did what we did. He didn't do it rough, he really took it slow and held my hand and breathed with me through the process. From then on, we've been much closer, Selena hasn't been trying to get revenge after Ryan told her what we did, and Miley teased me about it every time she saw me.
"Hey, I heard your lipstick was on his satin sheets." Miley teased, poking my dimple as I smiled.
Justin rolled his eyes as he walked in from the pantry. "Do you guys plan on having kids?" Miley asked.
Shrugging, I caught Justin's glance. "You guys didn't discuss the future?"
"We didn't think-"
"No excuses. What would you name your children?"
"I like Flynn." Justin said.
"I like Annabelle for a girl." I said, and Justin nods.
"You guys agreed that quick? Mikey and I argued for twenty minutes."
"We're telepathic." Justin kissed my temple, and held me close. Rolling her eyes, Miley walked out just as Selena was walking in. Miley backed up, sitting right back in her spot. "And what are you doing here?"
"Returning this." She held out Justin's favorite pair of shoes. "You left them, and I'm here to apologize. Scooter made me realize something and that what I did to Ariana was despicable. She didn't do anything to me, and I'm sorry Ariana."
Staring at her, I pressed my lips in a thin line, not believing it one bit. "Look Ariana, all I need is a friend that isn't Taylor Swift because if I hear one more thing about Harry freaking Styles I'm going to rip my head off. I'd rather hear about Justin than him."
"I'm going to take that as a compliment." Justin butted in.
"Fine Selena, but we're not friends. I'm just accepting your apology but you're going to have to earn friendship and trust."
"Fine whatever it takes!"
Justin and I sat on a blanket in the empty beach, watching the dolphins jump in the sunset. "I bet they're fangirling." I said, making Justin laugh,
"You're weird."
"And you're a cornball, but I don't complain."
"I love you." Justin smiled, kissing my nose, I turned around on his lap, feeling someone was already excited. My eyes widening at him, he smirked. "You did it, and I think I need something in return."
"What if I don't want to?"
"Then we'll go kinky," He winked, my mouth turning into an o shape. He chuckled at my reaction, and laid me down on the blanket. "Moshe, I think you should go."
"Already gone." Moshe's voice came from a distance.
He unbuttoned my shirt, and took off my bra throwing it off to the side. I took his shirt off, throwing it, and we both got impatient. He smashed his lips to mine, and and started trailing his hands on my body. Letting out a soft moan as he started nipping at me neck, he smirked. "Let's not be so loud." Justin teased, stripping off my pants.
He stopped everything he was doing, looking down at me. "I-I don't have a condom."
"Fuck it, future Bieber's."
From that night on, they lived happily with a baby girl on the way, a plan of getting engaged.
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Wow, I'm so sorry for ending the story unexpectedly. I'll write a epilogue if that makes up for the random ending. and btw I wanted to thanks @sandralovesbieber and @rachaell14 and @jariana_forever for being the main ones commenting and being most supportive
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FanfictionAriana has been with Justin for a year now and she's talked to him but they mostly only said hi. She thought going on tour with him would be a disaster, until she actually went and found it as a benefit. One embarrassing moment later, everyone knows...
