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what's hatnin'

What's Hatnin'
song used: What's Hatnin' by Justin Bieber featuring Future

i pull up and then i hop out, like what's hatnin'
i knock on the door, she know who it is
she wanna roll, we 'bout to go, what's hatnin'
we took off in that UFO, like what's hatnin'
what's hatnin', baby girl what's hatnin'
don't talk about it, just be about it,
whatever happens, just happens
what's hatnin', baby girl what's hatnin'
don't talk about it, just be about it,
you got it girl, what's hatnin'

Ariana walked into her humble home, petting her dogs as they jumped all around her. Following Toulouse, Coco, and Ophelia to the door of her bedroom, she turned the knob, surprised at what held inside.

On her bed, there was a pile of stuffed animals, making her giggle. She always loved stuffed animals. Picking one up, a familiar scent reached her nostrils and she grinned. She knew exactly who did this.

At the end of her bed was a pyramid made up of beautifully decorated boxes, each wrapped with a big bow. She looked up at the very top, cocking her head as she saw an envelope resting on the edge.

Standing on her tippy toes, she grabbed the envelope, sitting down on her spinny chair as she opened up the seal.

Dear Ariana,
First, I wanted to tell you how much I love you. You mean everything to me and it hurts me whenever you feel sad. With that said, I feel terrible for doing this to you and making you feel what hurts me the most, but it's true.
If you're reading this, you're probably in your room, and saw all the stuffed animals and gifts I had for you. Enjoy those. It's enough gifts and fluff for each time you feel sad or upset and I'm not around to cheer you up.
I know, you're probably going to try to call me or text me, but you won't get an answer. I'm sorry, but as you're reading this, I'll be boarding a plane to America right now.
A reason, well.. It's hard to explain. It was hard for me to think of saying goodbye to you in person, so I decided that this was the best way. I hope you know that no matter where I end up, no matter how long I'm gone, I will always love you, Ariana Grande.
I love you so much and nothing will ever stop me from loving you.
Love, Justin

Ariana choked on her sob, her tears hitting the paper. She wiped the tears that were rolling down her cheek, but they were soon replaced with more tears. She angrily ripped up the letter, throwing it all over her desk before jumping on her bed, making a couple gifts fall.

She landed on the stuffed animals, the smell of Justin's cologne lingered in her nostrils. She already missed him. Reaching over to her bedside table, she traced her fingers on the photo of her and Justin, at her 6th birthday party. Hugging it to her chest, sobs echoed throughout her room, her body shaking as the cut in her heart got deeper at every thought of Justin.

do you wanna scream and shout?
but i don't wanna fight babe
i guess that's why i'm leavin' now
i can't do nothin' right babe, what's hatnin'

Ariana made it to school, sighing as she looked around the hallway. After a horrific year, senior year had finally come. Ariana walked up to her locker, about to reach the combination lock when she heard a familiar voice call her name.

"Ariana!"

The petite girl turned around once she heard Alexa Luria, her best friend. "Yeah?"

"Justin Bieber's back."

Ariana stopped in her tracks, her heart pounded against her chest, and she could feel her fingers tremble. Alexa stepped out of the way, standing by Ariana against the lockers as the school door opened.

Ariana gasped when she saw the boy that walked through the door.

It was Justin, her Justin. But it was wasn't her nerdy Justin anymore, it was leather wearing, sagging, and nothing that reminded her of her nerd Justin. Their eyes met, and Ariana couldn't help but smile a little in her head. At least he still has the same eyes.