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...
"My baby. Look at your chunky little belly." I tickle Bella's stomach and she giggles.
She was just wearing a diaper, meaning she was very exposed right now.
"Don't call my baby chunky." Justin says.
"But she is. Look at her!"
" I thought she only weighed like 16 pounds."
"She does, but my baby is short, like her mommy."
"She'll grow. Big and tall like daddy."
"Doubt it."
"I don't."
"Of course you don't. So what time does the luau start?"
"6 pm. It's put on by the hotel so we just have to go down to the beach and we'll be there."
"Yay! No walking." I lay Bella in her dads lap and walk into the bathroom.
I have to take a shower before I start getting ready.
Aviella was taking a nap, like Bella was supposed to be, but Bella woke up about 20 minutes after she went to sleep so oh well.
After I take a shower and wash my hair, I return to the bedroom.
"Oh my God, don't do this to me!" Justin says, burying his head in a pillow.
"I'm not doing anything to you."
Sure, I was only wearing a bra and panties from his favorite brand but that has nothing to do with anything.
"I hate you so much." He says.
"Shut up. Lying is a sin."
"Fine." Justin gets out of the bed and walks over to me.
He wraps his arms around my waist, distracting me from picking one of the two outfits. I just couldn't decide which one was better.
"Can I help you?" I ask.
"Yes you can. Just not right now." He plants a gentle kiss on my neck before letting me go.
"But I need help!" I say.
"Anything. What's up?"
"I don't know what to wear. It's horrible!"
"Chill. Wear that."
"Okay, but-"
"No buts. Wear it."
"Fine." I get dressed before moving to the bathroom.
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this is actually a romper if you can't tell
Bella was still playing by herself on the bed, surrounded by pillows, Aviella was still asleep, and Justin was getting in the shower. And no, I'm not a bad mom. I can see Bella so she is perfectly safe.
I start working on my makeup and hair while Justin takes his shower. When he gets out, of course he has to come mess with me because he wouldn't be Justin if he didn't.
"Justin, what is your issue?" I ask.
"I don't have an issue. You're the one with issues."
This causes me to start singing the song 'Issues', then Justin covers my mouth with his hand.
"Everyone knows you can sing, Ariana. Stop before you wake up Bella."
"She's asleep?"
I turn around and see Bella asleep on the bed, with her stuffed giraffe, of course.
"I didn't even know."
"Aren't you supposed to be watching her?"
"I was watching her."
"You obviously weren't doing a very good job." Justin walks into the bedroom while I finish my makeup.
It wasn't a lot because that's too extra. It was just natural. I left my hair down and curled. Mama is done.
I leave the bathroom and sit on the bed, watching Justin get dressed.
"I feel stalked." Justin says.
"You should. I'm gonna go wake up Aviella."
5:12 pm
"Mommy, I'm dressed!" Aviella says.
"Come here. Let me see." Aviella comes out of her room and I smile.
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"You look so pretty, princess."
"I look like you, mommy."
"Yes, you do. Now time to get this one dressed."
Bella was laying on the bed, like always. I gave her a bath and now she was just in a diaper.
"All three of us are wearing rompers with flowers, but apparently, some people don't know how to stick with the theme." I say, eyeing Justin.
"I refuse to wear flowers on a shirt. It looks crazy. And I'm definitely not wearing a romper."
"Of course not, daddy. They're for girls." Aviella says.
"Oh, you'd be surprised." Justin mumbles.
I laugh, getting Bella dressed. I put a red bow on her to match the flowers on the romper, and now we're all ready. Well, except for Aviella's hair, and shoes.
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Justin takes Bella from me and I brush Aviella's hair, braiding both sides into a bun at the very top. I leave the bottom half of her hair down and she goes to get her shoes.
I put the cutest white sandals on Bella, now that her feet were big enough to wear shoes. She probably had more shoes than me at home, and she could barely even wear them.
"Okay. I think we're all ready." I say when Aviella returns.
Justin turns the TV off and grabs his phone and the room key while I put Bella in her car seat. We weren't going in the car but I wasn't gonna hold her the whole time, and she would probably, maybe, hopefully fall asleep while we were there.
"Yay! Let's go!" Aviella is the first one out the door.
