Ariana
Saturday, 1:43 am
"I just wanna sleep." I groan.
"I'm sure you do." Justin says, running a hand through my hair.
"I also wanna take a shower. But I don't wanna take a shower."
"That's nice." He sighs.
"And my legs are gonna be so sore because of you."
"That's something I'm very proud of." I look over to see a smirk on his face.
"I can't wait to answer all the questions that are asked when we pick the girls up tomorrow."
"'Did mommy break her legs?'" Justin uses his Aviella voice and I laugh.
"She does not sound like that." I smack his bare chest and he winces.
"Ow. That actually hurt."
"Don't mock my daughter unless you do it right."
"I did it perfectly."
"This feels very wrong."
"What?"
"Talking about a six year old little girl while we lay in bed, naked."
"Oh my God, why did you bring that up." Justin groans and I just laugh.
"I need to forget about that image you just put in my mind."
"What image, you pervert?"
"Stop." He whines.
"Fine. Back to the regularly scheduled programming."
"I like that idea."
9:09 am
I open my eyes, only to close them again. I don't wanna wake up.
"Somebody's awake. Happy birthday, Queen." Justin says.
"Thank you, J." I smile and he kisses me.
"You never told me if you wanted to go out for breakfast or if you wanted to make you breakfast. And you also didn't tell me if you wanted it to be just us or with the girls too."
"Well, according to this message on my phone, my mom said we're all going. In 51 minutes."
"Well fudge. I guess that means we should get up now." Justin gets out of bed, but it's not that easy for me.
"I feel as though moving would cause a tremendous amount of pain for me."
"What if I carried you to the bathroom?"
"That would be better. But it would not completely solve the problem."
"Well, carrying it is." Justin scoops me up and I bury my face in his chest.
"How do you still manage to smell so good after what happened last night?" I ask.
"A magician never reveals his secrets." Justin smirks, gently placing me on the bathroom counter.
"Thank you."
"Anything for my birthday princess." He smiles, giving me a kiss.
We both brush our teeth before Justin carries me back to our bedroom.
The only reason we made it to the restaurant on time was because of him, because he was basically my legs. That was until we got there, and I had to walk in myself, which was definitely not fun.
9:59 am
"I'm gonna help you as much as I can without carrying you inside."
It takes about fifty years for me to get inside, and by fifty years I mean two minutes, which might not seem like a lot, but it normally would only take about thirty seconds.
"There's the birthday girl. Happy birthday, baby."
Mom is the first one to get up and hug me, then there's Aviella and Frankie.
"Happy birthday, mommy!" Aviella says.
I would pick her up if I wasn't hurting so bad, but Justin does it instead and allows her to kiss my cheek.
"Happy birthday, little sis. I see you and Justin had a lot of fun last night." Frankie says.
I roll my eyes and sit down next to Bella's car seat.
"There's my baby." I take her out and plant a million kisses all over her.
"Avi, come here. You get kisses from mommy too." I say.
Aviella sits next to me and I pull her into my side.
"I missed both of you. Avi, you do realize that we adopted you on my birthday, right?"
"Yes, I know that."
"So that means you've officially been ours for a year now."
"You've been my mommy and daddy for a year."
"That's right, Princess." Justin pulls her into his lap.
"Okay, I'm hungry." I say.
"What a surprise." Mom says sarcastically.
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Free (Sequel to Trapped)
FanfictionAriana 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...