My New Neighbor - Justin Bieber

Chapter 10

"See I've made mistakes time after time. But no, not today. Won't leave 'til I find what I'm looking for" - One Love, Justin Bieber

Justin

"When will she wake up?" I asked Ryan. It's been almost an hour since Ariana went unconscious. Ever since then, I've been panicking and anxious. "Bro, relax. She lost a lot of blood, you can't expect her to wake up in 2 seconds." He snarled, putting his jacket on. "Wait, where are you going?" He never really leaves the house. He just stays in my basement and does any work that we need to work on. "Downstairs to make some tea when she wakes up. We don't want her to be stressed out." With that, he left the room, leaving me and a comatose Ariana on my bed.

Her once past, tan skin was starting to regain it's original color. Now she looked like she was in a deep sleep rather than at the brink of death. Her soft and silky hair was put up in a ponytail that was covered in a beanie to cover the wound. Ryan, before he got involved with all this, wanted to be a doctor. His foster parents used to take him to hospitals that had programs and he learned a lot of medical things that came in handy today.

I watched as her chest slightly rose up and down with each breath. I rested my hand on her cheek, fondling my thumb over her cheekbone. She is beautiful.

Ryan suddenly came back into the room with a cup of tea for Ariana. "Did she wake up yet?" I shook my head. He sighed and set the cup on the side dresser next to my bed, sitting down next to A, but on the opposite side of me. He examined her face-

Suddenly her fingers started to twitch next to my leg. Ryan noticed this too, smiling at me. Relief washed over me, glad that she's going to be okay. Her head was moving slightly, but barely. "Let her lean on you while I give her the tea. She's going to be a little woozy and confused." I did what he said and grabbed A by her torso and made her lean on me from behind. I wrapped my arms around her stomach, laying my head on top of hers. I took in a sniff of her hair. It smelled like raspberries and apples.

She was groaning and moaning, her eyes slowly starting to open up. She blinked a few times before looking around the room, obviously confused to what's going on. She looked down at my arms wrapped around her, and looked up at me. I gave her a small smile while she just gave me a blank expression. She looked at Ryan and gave him the same look. "Is she alright?" I asked. "She's confused. It'll take a few seconds before she realizes where she is." He took the cup of tea and put it to her lips. Surprisingly, she drank it all.

"Just wait a minute for her to settle in. Her vision might be fuzzy." I took this as my chance to savor this moment. Me holding Ariana. Actually holding her. I didn't realize that I was looking at her until Ryan cleared his throat. "We both know how mad she gets, so you might want to get off." Ryan suggested, stepping off of the bed with the cup in his hands. That's true. She gets very angry, so holding her like this after what happened will cause my death.

I got off of her, resulting in her falling back on the bed. She gasped, sitting up and hysterically looking around. Once when she made eye contact with Ryan and I, blood rose to her face in anger. Her fists were clenching, and she was shaking from trying to control her breathing.

"A, calm do-"

"YOU ASSHOLE!" She roared, charging to me. I took steps backwards each time she walked, angrily, towards me. Suddenly, she wasn't in front of me. Instead, she was on the bed with Ryan standing in front of her.

"You need to stay calm. You had a head injury and you'll make it worse by being angry at Justin." The way Ryan calmly talked to Ariana amazed me and caught me off guard. He's either talking in an angry or, well that's just it. Just an angry timbre in his voice.

"I HAVE EVERY RIGHT TO BE MAD AT HIM. HE'S THE REASON WHY I ENDED UP WITH A BLEEDING HEAD." I started to feel guilty for what I've done. If I never yelled at her, we wouldn't be in this position.

Ryan is right.

I am going soft. Ugh, I don't like that word.

Ariana

When I woke up, everything around me looked like the tunnel effect where one thing is in focus while everything else is just black. I was super confused and my body felt weak, My head felt super heavy, making movement really tough. Someone gave me a hot drink, it tasted like tea. It was a good tea though. After a minute, my fuzzy vision became clear. I saw someone, who looked very familiar, stand in front of me while I was leaning back on someone with their arms around me. I looked up, and saw Justin. All I could feel was rage rage rage.

I was going after him when his asshole of a friend pushed me back on the bed, telling me to stay calm or else I'll get worse. Who does he think he is? A doctor? Please.

"Ariana-"

"How do you know my name? Who are you? Where have I seen you before?" I questioned, very curious to who he is. "Justin told me your name. I'm Ryan Butler. I work with Justin." I immediately recognized him. He's partnered up with Justin a few times before, but he's done worse. I couldn't help but feel scared that I'm in the same room as Justin and Ryan.

"Look, don't be scared. I'm here to help you." He held his hand up, hoping that would calm me down. Wrong.

"Bullshit!" I screamed, hitting the mattress with my hands. The scream shot pain and dizziness through my head making me fall over slightly with my hand on my forehead.

"Listen, A. You screaming won't make your head injury any better." Justin remarked. I rolled my eyes and flipped him off.

This day couldn't get worse.

Hi babes! I'm sorry this chapter is short but I will post another one before I go to bed.
Thanks for reading<3