Texts ; jariana

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Do people even read this anymore? I really need to know of there's any point of me carrying this book on.
🦄💜

Justin's POV

It was December by now as I strolled through the dark streets. Something about the empty darkness, void of any paparazzi and fans gave me a sense of comfort. There was no flashing lights in my face. No screaming girls and for once the attention wasn't on me.

I passed by street by street until I reached my one and only haven. There was my permanent anchor. The lonely rock that stood tall amongst the snow covered hill. My eyes were watering against the harsh wind, my nose turning red and my hands stayed hidden in my coat pocket.

I could always close my eyes and sit here for hours, day by day thinking about every stressful thing in my mind. Wether it be accusing publicity or downhill relationships.

My phone dinged ((IDK WHAT TO CALL THE NOISE)) loudly in my pocket as a smile quickly crept its way onto my face. It's been a while since I got close to a girl but it seems that every time her name shows up on my phone, my mind spirals at the thought of her. I don't know if I'm moving too fast in trusting her with my hidden life, but what I do know is that she's making it hard not to. Even if she doesn't realise it.

After that night, nothing changed between us. She didn't bother me like I thought she would if she found out who I really was. In return of my honesty with her, I still messaged the same Ariana I knew a couple weeks ago. Her personality hasn't changed; ever.

Maybe it's time we meet. I mean I do know where she lives so why not surprise her. I could bring her flowers and chocolate or some piece of jewellery- or I can just leave the gift part to Kendall. Yeah that's what I'll do.

Justin: You going anywhere this week?

Ariana: Nope. It's just me, my bed and food🖤

Justin: Good

Ariana: Wdym good

Justin: You're in for a hella of a surprise

Justin: Well I'm hoping it is

Ariana: Tell me

Justin:

Justin: Cause you didn't know

Ariana: Asshole

Ariana: Cause you're a bitch I'm gonna go make myself some food

Justin: Food sounds good right about now

Justin: What you makin

Ariana: Lasagne and extra chocolate brownies

Justin: My stomach just rumbled

Ariana: Ha

Ariana: I'm sure you can afford a chef

Ariana: Looking at the amount of money you have you can get yourself 100 chefs and restaurants if you wanted

Justin: I don't need a cook

Ariana: That was funny

Justin: Hey I can cook for myself

Ariana: Cook what then

Justin: Waffles

Ariana: That's baking idiot but I bet you don't even make the waffles you just use ready made ones

Justin: I put Nutella on it

Ariana: Nice try bub

Justin: Die ((please don't take this seriously lol bye))

Ariana: You too💋

Ariana: Now bye slut

Justin: Says you

Ariana: Says me👻

Now that, that's over with, I walked through my house door, kicked my shoes off and threw my coat on the sofa. I headed straight to my room and took my clothes off leaving me in just my boxers. I really needed a warm shower.

I relaxed on my bed and scrolled through Instagram. As I came across photos of Ariana, I couldn't help my hand from slipping under the fabric of of my boxers.

The shower could wait.