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 look over at my beautiful Queen asleep next to me and smile. I don't even know how she is this beautiful, but I do know I'm the luckiest man in the world to have her. She's literally my everything, and I have no idea what I would do without her.
I just stare at her for a few minutes, admiring her beautiful face and her beautiful body and every beautiful thing about her, until Aviella comes in.
"Daddy, I woked up and I'm still tired." She climbs into the bed, making herself comfortable between me and Ariana.
I just shake my head, waiting for her to fall asleep before getting out of bed. Bella was awake and she was getting bored in her swing, so I take her out and go into the living room.
"You need to work on holding that pretty little head of yours up, on your own. Does that sound good, ladybug?" Bella smiles and I laugh.
"I'll take that as a yes."
I lay her down on a blanket and sit on the floor next to her.
"You can do it, Belle. And don't get upset. You have to do this. It's required of you as a newborn who's almost an infant. Just a couple more weeks."
"Stop forcing her to grow up." I look up and see Ariana, a smile on her face.
"I'm not doing anything of the sort."
"Yes you are. She'll be a newborn until I day she's not."
"She'll be a newborn until she's three months. Deal with it. We can make plenty more babies." I smirk.
"I don't know about that." Ariana shakes her head, sitting on the couch.
"Are you too good to sit on the floor?"
"No comment."
I shrug, pulling her down into my lap.
"Do you have a comment about that?"
"Yes. You're a meanie."
"That's it?"
She nods then starts to laugh. I start laughing as well, which causes Bella to laugh her adorable toothless laugh.
"I don't know if I want her to grow teeth." Ariana says, adjusting herself in my lap.
"You don't get a choice, Queen." I kiss her cheek and we both just watch Bella.
Of course, she knew how to hold her head up. She had done it a couple times, it just wasn't consistent. She definitely gets the idea, she just can't seem to figure out how to continue doing it.
"That's enough for now. I just want to hold her and squeeze her little cheeks." Ariana picks Bella up and I shake my head.
"She's never gonna learn how to do it if you keep stealing her from her spot."
"Fine. Just a couple more minutes. She'll get upset on her own and you'll be the one fixing that problem. I'm hungry, anyway."
Ariana gets off of my lap and walks into the kitchen. I just sit and watch Bella by myself, until Ariana comes back with her favorite snack, fruit and water.
"I should've known." I mumble.
"Known what?" Ariana asks, looking at me.
"Nothing. Just thar we're going to New York in two days."
"We are. I really need to start packing for that."
"Yes, you do. It literally takes you weeks to pack for trips."
"That's a lie. That's an absolute lie."
"Maybe just a little bit of a lie, but you know it takes you a long time."
"I have to pick the outfits I wanna wear. Then I have to pick the ones that I really wanna wear, because the others don't fit in the suitcase. Then I have to pick shoes, accessories, makeup, everything. Then I have to sort everything out and put it in the bag or bags."
"Because all that is totally necessary." I say.
"I don't just stuff all my clothes in my bag, Justin Drew Bieber."
"I don't do that either." I reply.
"Yeah, you do." Ariana nods and I roll my eyes.
"You know, Bella? Sometimes, your mother is such a hobo."
"A hobo?" Ariana repeats.
"That's what I said."
Bella starts moving around on her blanket, which means she's gonna start crying in just a few seconds.
"I warned you, Justin." Ariana says.
"I already knew this was gonna happen. She's my daughter." I reply.
I pick Bella up and Ariana gasps.
"Look at your daughters back." She starts laughing uncontrollably and I turn Bella around.
"Oh my God. There is shit on my hand."
Ariana seems to find this hilarious, as she can't stop laughing. According to what I see, it's to the point where she can't even breathe.
"Take her away from me." I say.
"But t-this is too f-funny. I need a p-picture."
"Ariana, take her."
Ariana continues laughing but takes Bella from me before I leave the living room and go the bathroom.
I wash my hands at least fifty times before returning to the living room where Ariana has cleaned and changed Bella.
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"That was the most disgusting thing I have ever experienced." I say.
"Bella thinks it's funny. And I do too." Ariana replies.
"I thought I told you to stop making her wear bows that are bigger than her." I say, ignoring her comment.
"I thought I told you that I don't listen to you." Ariana replies.
"You do listen to me, sometimes. Like when I tell you to spread those beautiful long legs of yours."
"Okay, we're done with this conversation. Thank you and goodbye."
