After my boring two weeks at rehab, I was able to come back. Justin found out about me going to rehab and visited me a few times. During those few times, we got to know each other more and became close. But the last week, he didn't show up.
He says I can come back to his house. And I will. Because I want to live with him... not in that way though.
I knocked on his door, which immediately slams open. He hugs me, I obviously hug back.
Hmm.. what type of perfume is he wearing?
Oh right!
His signature perfume called, "Wonder Alcohol Weed."
"Come on." He says, grabbing my hand and leading me in.
"Why are you so excited?" I smiled.
"I don't know, I'm just happy you're here!"
I giggled and hugged him again, taking a whiff of his 'perfume'. Uh.. smells better than any type of perfume.
"You need to take a shower." I whispered into his ear.
"Thanks for the advice." Justin mumbled, kissing my cheek.
Did he just..? "You're adorable."
I felt my cheeks get hot and pulled away. "So, you didn't visit me the last week?"
"Right... I was with the gang all week, um, this time all week because of the jail shit."
"Oh. Understandable."
"But we can go for a ride tonight?"
"Justin!" I said, slapping his arm.
"What? I don't mean it that way. I was talking about riding around town in my new motorcycle."
"Oh." I said awkwardly. "WAIT, a new motorcycle? Justin!!"
Justin chuckles. "You're acting so excited like it's yours."
"Well yeah, because you can give me rides."
"Okay, let's do it right now." He says before running upstairs.
"Justin, the fuck!" I giggled. "I don't mean it that way."
"Fine, whatever. But keep in mind you'll get Jerry sooner or later."
"A what?"
"Nothing."
"So, can we go for a ride on your motorcycle?"
"Let's save that for tonight... I know that sounds dirty but I don't mean it that way, not this time."
"Well, Okay."
"I was thinking we should go shopping for your own clothes since I guess you don't want to go back to your house after what's happened."
"Yeah, that'd be perfect if I go shopping."
That Night
"Are you ready to go on this fun adventure?" Justin asked, yelling from downstairs.
"Yeah." I said, walking downstairs with my new clothes.
Justin's eyes lit up.
"Ariana, you look beautiful." He compliments. "But we're only going for a motorcycle ride."
"I wanna look pretty.. and I'm wearing this for fun."
*into you music video outfit when she's hanging out at the motel thing but she's wearing a tank top in this.*
"Okay, let's go." He says, looking up and down.
We went outside to Justin's motorcycle. It was jet black but it was also shiny red in some parts.
"This is more beautiful than your car."
"Gee, thanks. But I love my car better." Justin says, looking over at his Lamborghini.
Justin sits down and I sit behind him. He gives me the helmet and I put it on. He does the same before taking off.
It felt like we were driving for a long time. But it was still a fun time. When Justin went fast, I couldn't help but throw my arms up in the air.
"So, have you been going to school like a good boy?" I smirked as we took off the helmet.
"No. I'm a bad boy."
We walked up to the motel.
"You're cute." He says, wrapping his arms around me.
"Thanks." I blushed. "Is that your way of flirting?"
"I don't know, but just pretend it was a flirt that made you feel heated and wet."
"Justin!"
"Also, I want to make you wet."
"Justin, the fuck!"
"Joking."
We snuck into the motel room. I shut the door.
"You want me wet?"
"I admit it."
I pushed him up against the wall lightly, making him startled a bit.
"You get what you want. Only tonight."
I connected my lips with his as I wrap my arms around him.
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He doesn't hesitate to kiss me back. As a matter of fact, as soon as he kissed me back, he picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him. He lays me down on the bed and we both undress each other. We were almost fully naked and Justin was kissing me everywhere but my lips. Justin started to nibble down my neck and I grip his hair, moaning with pleasure. He undressed me fully and undressed himself fully.
