Ariana Grande and Justin Bieber suffered something horrible as teenagers. Now, it's 5 years later, and they're getting married. The two adopted 5 year old Aviella Monet together, and Ariana is pregnant. Read to find out about the life of being Free...
"I am carrying something. This diaper bag is heavier than you think." I laugh and we walk outside.
"Yes, baby girl. I know I'm strong. Unlike some people, I can carry two children at once." Justin looks at me and I roll my eyes.
I would punch him in the chest if he wasn't holding both of our daughters. We walk to the car and I sit in the middle of Aviella and Bella because I have to sit in the back.
8:19 pm
Justin pulls into the driveway of my mom's house and comes to get Bella's car seat out.
"Grandma!" Aviella runs to the porch where my mom is standing.
"Hello, Aviella. I missed you."
"I missed you too, grandma."
"Can your parents hurry up and leave? We have cookies to make."
"Mom, we just got here. Chill." I say.
"Fine. But we're gonna go make our cookies. Your brothers in the living room."
I nod and me and Justin walk into the living room while my mom and Aviella go into the kitchen.
"Niece! Where's my other niece?" Frankie says.
"With your mom making cookies." Justin places Bella's car seat on the floor and Frankie starts taking her out.
"I know you're sleeping, but we're still gonna have fun."
"Her bottles are in here. I promised her she would never have to drink from a bottle ever again, if she was good tonight."
"That's a lie." Frankie says.
"Shut up. She doesn't need to know that."
I kiss Bella's head and leave the living room.
"We're leaving, mom. We're obviously not wanted here." I say.
"Have fun! Don't drink!"
"I won't."
Me and Justin leave the house and close the door.
"Sucks for you." Justin says.
"Shut up. I will ban you from drinking."
"No you won't."
We both get in the car and Justin drives to Alexa's friends house, where she was throwing us a party to celebrate "not having freedom anymore". Even though we already had a kid.
9:48 pm
"This party is amazing. Hey, baby. Am I drunk?" Justin says.
"Yes, you are. Get away from me, please."
"Our husbands are horrible." Olivia says.
"You know we would be the same way if we didn't have issues."
Since she was pregnant, and my daughter used my body to eat, neither of us could drink anything but water and orange juice. Luckily, Alexa knew that and provided us with both water and orange juice.
"How's it going, disabled ones?" Alexa says.
"We're not disabled." I tell her, laughing.
"Actually, I'm gonna have to disagree with that." Olivia says.
"You two are horrible. Coming to this party when you have babies to take care of. Even if they're not in the world yet." Alexa says.
"Alexa, you threw this party for me. And I needed a friend to do nothing with me, which is why Olivia is here."
"Yeah. Thanks for the orange juice." Olivia says.
"No problem."
12:23 am
"It's almost time to go already? Time really flies when you're doing nothing." Olivia says.
"I know. Now I just have to find Justin's drunk ass."
"And I have to find Jonathan. Good luck. And if I don't see you again, I love you." Olivia hugs me and we both walk away in search of our husbands.
"Justin Drew Bieber!" I yell.
"Lexi, have you seen Justin?" I ask.
"Last time I saw him he was getting drunk with Jonathan. That was about 2 hours ago."
"Oh. Thanks."
I continue walking around the house, that is starting to to empty out. The party was until 12:30 so it was basically over.
"Justin, where the hell are you?" I mumble.
He's not in any of the rooms that I look in, so eventually I just give up walking and call his phone, which I could've done in the first place.
I hear it ringing so I follow the noise and find Justin on the back porch, but he's not alone.
