My New Neighbor - Justin Bieber

Chapter 5

Ariana

1 week later

After spending the whole week at Melanie's after what happened, I had to return home. I was pretty happy at first because I missed my family (and my mom's delicious food). Then, I realized that Justin lived next door, and that made me go from somewhat happy to upset.

Right when I got home, Elizabeth hugged my legs and told me how much she missed me. Everyone else was just like 'Oh hey! Welcome back!' Way to welcome me back home.

I absolutely want nothing to do with Justin anymore. At first, I convinced myself that he just might change for the better. Then, he goes ballistic and assaults me like that. I'm convinced he's bipolar or on his period 24/7. Sometimes, I wonder what the hell happened to him that made him turn out the way he is. Did his parents get killed and he wanted revenge? That would seem like a possible reason. I mean, if my parents were killed, I'd get revenge on the son of a bitch who killed them. Then, I guess I enjoyed the satisfaction from what went out and did all those things Justin has done. Who honestly really knows what happened to him? Only he knows, and the world may never know, unfortunately.

I was in my room, reading The House Of Night series. I'm currently on Chosen, and god damn Loren Blake is something else. How in the hell is he going to act so sweet, loving and caring towards Zoey and then hurt her in the end? He just took her virginity, and poor Erick had to see that. I mean, her boyfriend is too overprotective and controlling, but I felt bad for him. Then, Nefret just planned for Blake to do all that just to get back at Zoey. She is an evil son of a bitch.

You know, Chosen reminds me of how Justin seems as a person. He will seem like the perfect dream boyfriend that every girl wants. Everything might seem perfect, but then you'll find out that in the end, it was all just a joke. He did that just to get back at you. It's so crazy how books sometimes portray how reality can be sometimes, excluding the vampire stuff.

The door lightly knocked. I placed a thumb over the page I was on, closed the book, and placed it in my lap. "Come in!" I yelled. The door nob turned, and pushed open to reveal David, Kayla's boyfriend. I find it strange how he's in here. He's always with Kayla, sucking down each other's throats with their hands all over each other. What's he doing up here?

"Oh, hey David. What's up?" I greeted, placing my book next to me on the bed. He shrugged, and closed the door behind him, and leaned on it while giving me a strange look. What's he up to?

"We need to talk." He sounded serious, but had some fear in his voice as well. "What about?" I questioned. He stayed silent, and walked over to my bed to sit down next to me. I scooted over to give him some room.

"Before I say this, I just want you to know that I won't tell anybody about this because we all know how risky it would be if anybody finds out." He warned. He's really starting to scare me. It's one of those times when you sense that you're in trouble but you know that you didn't do anything.

I sighed, and nodded.

"Last week, I saw you run out of Justin's house." My heart stopped.

"You w-what?" I stuttered, sensing my fingers starting to shake. "Ariana, why were you in Justin's house, and for what reason?" David asked. He saw me run out of Justin's house last week. I can't believe it. Ever since Justin moved into the neighborhood, nobody would even dare go outside for a walk. Let alone look out the window.

"I-I.." My breathing was starting to get heavy. The words I wanted to say wouldn't come out of my mouth. It's like there's a blockage in my mouth that prevented me from speaking.

He sighed, and ran a hand through his hair. "Ariana, you can tell me. Knowing how your family is when it comes to Justin, I swear on my grave that I won't tell them." He gave me a sincere look, and I knew that I could trust him.

I've known David since he was a freshman in high school with my sister. I was in 6th grade when I first met him. At first, In didn't like him because Kayla and I used to spend a lot time together. When they started dating, she was barely home. Elizabeth was just a baby who loved to cry all the time, so I had nobody to keep me company. After David took me to a skating rink one day, I started to like him. Ever since then, we've been good friends.

I took a deep breath, and scratched the back of my neck. "Okay, so it started in the afternoon." I began.

Justin

Ryan has spent the last week in my house, and all we've been doing is looking deeper into Ariana's life. It may seem like we're stalking her and there's no reason for us to be doing this just because she's different from everyone else, but it's a different kind of different.

It's not bad, but it's not good.

It's not bad because she's the only person who doesn't freak out at the mention of Justin Bieber. Yeah, she hates me, but she doesn't call the cops or tell her friends about what happened. She doesn't throw herself at me like other girls do. She doesn't run away from me or go pale when she sees me. She literally defends herself and went far enough to go physical on me. Nobody would even dare, let alone think of putting their hands on me. She's just, wow.

However, it's not good because there has to be a reason behind all of that attitude she has inside of her. Nobody can just be born a bitch, or naturally come off that way. I'm afraid that she will get so mad that she breaks, and God knows what she's capable of. After what she did to me last week over a simple touch, she could do much more damage. She kicked me so hard that it left a bruise on my left testicle. I could barely sit, let alone pee. It's not that I'm scared of what she can do. I'm just concerned, interested in what it is about her. If she can do a lot more than I can, that's not good. What if she ever gets involved in gangs like I did and then becomes like me?

No, I can't risk that. It wouldn't matter if you were someone I absolutely hated. I wouldn't go far enough to wish that they lived a life like me.

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"Aye, Justin! Come look at this!" Ryan yelled from the basement. I put my phone down, and ran downstairs to see what Ryan needs. "Come look at this." He waved his hand into his direction while I walked over there. He pointed to something on the computer screen.

It was an article all about Ariana and how she met the President. Wait, the president!?

'Ariana Grande, 17-year-old at Boston High School, has performed outstandingly at the National Special Olympics in Washington D.C.' When did she go to D.C? I continued to read the article.

'President Obama attended the event, which took place June 26th, 2017. Ironically, that's Grande's birthday.'

"So far, the only thing we know about her is that she met the President and her birthday is on June 26th." Ryan commented.

'"Ariana has the most beautiful and eminent singing voice I've ever heard." Obama commented. "I'm actually surprised she doesn't have a record deal, or isn't as famous as Beyonce." After the interview with Obama, Ariana was presented with an award, as well as everyone who participated. While Grande was receiving her award on stage, Obama interrupted to speak to Ariana, and present the award himself.'

"We now know that Ariana is, what they say, a great singer." I added. I scanned through the article until I saw something that caught my eye. "Hold on, stop. Scroll down a bit. Look" I pointed to the screen, and Ryan's eyes bulged out of his head.

'Immediately after the event, Obama introduced Grande to Adam Levine from Maroon 5. After Levine requested that Grande sing a few notes for him, he immediately signed her to his label, very dazzled by her voice. After Grande released some songs and EPs, unfortunately, she didn't make it in the music industry.'

Ryan and I looked at each other with shock. She was, in a way, famous? Then, just like that, let go? That's not right.

"Do you think being laid off contributes to her behavior?" Ryan asked. I shrugged, and ran a hand down my face. "It doesn't make sense how everyone describes her voice as so extraordinary. She met the President. Obama practically loved her. He introduces her to Adam Levine. Adam signs her. She makes some music. Doesn't do so well, and then just gets laid off."

If I were her, I would've been pretty damn pissed off.