Hired for Hatred. [Justin Bieber Fan Fiction]

Chapter - Eleven.

Okay, so I think I might get a little stricter with this book. I have no comments guys :( that upsets me immensely I need the comments! They're important to me as a writer, no not even for popularity. I need them for FEEDBACK. So please take 30 seconds out of your day to write a comment for some feedback. Or I'll be stricter on updating! it's just the way its got to be guys. 

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(Arianna's P.O.V)

Quite grumpily, I chewed on my food. I ordered some type of pasta, Carly sat next to me on my left. Alfredo on my right. And Justin and Ryan in front of the both of us. Looking up from my phone, I caught a nice smirk from Bieber himself. That's the last thing I wanted to see, now no. I'm not just some bitch. You clearly don't understand our whole past.

"So, Arianna. Tell us about yourself." I look up to see Alfredo smiling down at me, giving him a small smile. I fix my posture, I'm only being nice because he's attractive. Otherwise, I'd probably be an even bigger bitch then I am right now.

"Um, well I'm in college. Studying the medical unit, and law."

"Impressive. Where?" He questions, smiling I wipe my face with a napkin.

"UCLA." I state proudly, I hear a little grunt leave Justin's lips. Looking at him I give him a mocking face, he's so rude.

"Wow. You must be rather brilliant then.." Is it just me or is he flirting with me? Not that I mind. Oh no. Not that I mind at all. I think I'm blushing. Fuck. I hate when I blush it's so hard to get my face to stop turning red when it happens. And now, that I'm thinking about blushing I probably am blushing.

"Justin was planning on going to college." Ryan interjects. Surprisingly, he took his attention away from Carly for a few seconds.

Justin and college? Those two things don't mix to well if you ask me.

"Oh yeah?" I question. "What were you going to be studying?"

"Well, I was going to study Sociology, and take some music classes.." I have the hardest time believing that. How come he didn't tell me he could sing? I mean clearly. He was good at it, but it was never brought up at the countless times we hung out. Well when there was enough time to talk. 

"Interesting." I muttered, pushing my plate aside signaling I was more then finished. I had eaten half of the plate, while occasionally checking my phone. Alex was sending me cute mushy texts about how much he missed me. Come to think of it, we haven't seen each other in a few days. I've been to busy studying.

"Ari, can I talk to you alone?" Jumping I fiddle to make sure my phone doesn't fall to the ground. Finally catching it, I lock gazes with a determined Justin. Swallowing a lump in my throat I nod my head slowly.

"Yeah."

What the fuck was I doing. We ended up at the back of the restaurant. A rather deserted area, no one was around. 

"It's really nice to fucking see you again." He breathed out, I watched as he fidgeted. Was he nervous around me? That would be a first, I feel more then wrong even being alone in the same room as him. My boyfriend would be pissed.

Pursing my lips. I sighed. "Let's not do this. You're what leaving here tonight? We don't have to do the whole nice to see you shit." I explain. I watched as he shook his head. He was moving a lot. Showing he was nervous.

"I'm here for a couple of months Ari. I moved here the minute we graduated. I'm on break." He explained, putting my lips into a thin line I nodded my head. This is to weird for me, way to weird. 

"We should get ba-"

"Wait, I'm giving another proposition." He spoke, tilting my head in confusion my eyes widened. Detention. No. No way in hell.

"I have a boyfriend!" I groaned, "I can't keep doing shit like that anymore."

"How long have you been dating him?"

"Does it matter?" I ask lifting an eyebrow, when he just stares at me I sigh. "Four months. Look, I like him. I may even love him." I say slowly, watching in confusion as his body tenses.

"Are you fucking him?" He questions.

"Jesus. Justin, everything isn't about sex.." I groaned. "But no. He's a virgin." I whispered. I can see the smug expression turning on his face now, and I want to run out of this restaurant. Little asshole.

"Come on Ari, don't you miss the way I would make you feel?" He whispered, nearing proximity. Oh how I wanted to slap him. I can feel my stomach turning into knots but I refuse to do this. Maybe I do miss the igniting feeling but no.

I'm not ruining what I have with Alex. I love him to damn much, I fell in love with him month one. I can't do this to him, not now. Not when everything is going great and I still hate this prick I'm to old for this shit.

"Grow up Justin.. we aren't in high school anymore." I sighed, before walking back towards the table, leaving him dumbfounded. I would never intentionally hurt Alex. And me having thoughts of taking this deal back with Justin makes me feel like shit. I shouldn't even be thinking like that. But I was, I was thinking horrible things.

"You alright?" Carly asks me, Alfredo giving me a concerned look. Nodding my head I grab my purse, digging for my wallet. I must look flustered.

"Nah, Justin already paid.." He tells me, sighing I rest my hands on the table. This is all to much, I never should have agreed to going t his concert. Smiling I thank them, shortly after Justin arrives back at the table. His face expressionless. oFucking shit. I really need to stop cussing when I'm upset.

"Uh, thank you for dinner.." I whisper softly to him, he hums a response. Could this get anymore awkward, everyone was done eating. It was about time to leave and I couldn't wait to get the hell up out of here.