Love Me Harder || A.G & J.B ||

|7| Love Me Harder

Ariana::Grande

We've been in Cabo for a week and a half already.
It was our last night here.
"Where is this place at?" Alexa asked as we walked around the resort with confusion on our faces. "They said it was this way." I pointed in front of me.
We were headed to a restaurant that was on resort grounds. The place was set up on a rock by the ocean. So you go a good view with wave mist splashing up at you while you ate. What I was mostly surprised about during the trip was that the paparazzi wasn't on my ass the entire time. That was until Alexa and I turned a corner and was flashed in the face with a camera.
"Ow." I shielded my eyes with my hand. "Sorry Ariana." The man said, I waved him off. As I was reopening my eyes he asked me a couple questions. Like...

"Are you hiding from Justin?"
"Did you cheat on Justin?"
"When's new music coming from you?"

I chuckled a little before answering. He basically asked me the same questions he asked Justin. Yes I saw the little video that was posted online.
"I did not cheat on him. I'd never do that to him. Second, I'm not hiding from him. I thought my friend and I could have time for ourselves away from the rest of the world." I smiled at him.
"So no music from you?" He raised his eyebrow, I shook my head. "Not at the moment. I'm here enjoying my time." The guy simply nodded and walked away from us.
"I'm still not used to this lifestyle." I told Alexa as we continued walking. Not long after one of the staff came over and guided us to the destination.

Towards the end of our dinner a guy came up to our table. He looked familiar.
"Can I help you?" Alexa got in her defensive state. The boy gave her a smile and then looked over at me, then back at her.
"Can I buy you two a drink?"
Alexa looked at me and I shrugged. "Sure." She announced. The boy raised his hand, putting two fingers up in the air.
"The names Nathan." He grinned and stuck his hand out. "Ariana. And this is my friend Alexa."
Alexa waved not wanting to make contact with his hand. "Nice to meet you."
It was quiet and awkward for a couple seconds then the drinks arrived.
"Not to be stalkerish or anything." He began, "But I've been watching you guys all night and I really came over here to say that you two are very beautiful."
I blushed a little. Alexa not so much. To be fair it didn't sound comforting the more I replayed his sentence in my head.

"Sounds a bit off putting that's for sure." Alexa took a sip of her drink.
"I know. I know." He surrendered. I keep looking at him, trying to figure out where I've seen him. I must've been making a face because he noticed.
"Something troubling you?"
"I've seen your face somewhere, but I can't put my finger on it."
He chuckled. "I could say the same thing about you Ariana Grande. I'm Nathan Skyes from The Wanted. If that helps." He smiled.
"That's right!" I yelped, causing some nearby tables to look over at us. I stood up and gave him a quick hug. "It's so nice to meet you." I pulled away. "Same to you."
Alexa, still with her defensive guard up, sat there sipping her drink.
After doing some small talk with Nathan. We exchanged numbers and told each other we'd keep in touch and maybe hang out when we both get back to LA.

"Is this the first step to getting over Justin?" Alexa asked. I shook my head, "I don't think so. I'm not gonna get in another relationship for a while."
"So feelings for Justin is still lingering?"
"I guess there are."

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I hop out of the black Escalade and gather my things. "Thank you." I say to the driver as he leaves me standing in front of my house.
Alexa was the first to be dropped off at home, she didn't want to be in the middle of what was about to happen in a couple hours.
After months and months of blowing off Justin. I finally told him that he can come and explain more of the story.
I hate that we're still discussing this, but it had to be done at some point.
I settled back into my house. I threw my dirty clothes in the washer, jumped in the shower, and made myself something to eat while I waited for him to arrive.

Thirty minutes later he showed up. The first thing I noticed was his face. Obviously. He didn't look like himself. His eyes gained deep dark circles, he hasn't shaved his face, and his vibe was off.
"Hey." I say as he gave me a weak smile. "Hey."
"Make yourself at home." I opened the door wider, letting him in. He walked in and sat down on the couch. I walked into the kitchen and got him something to drink.
"Thank you." He grabbed the drink and placed it down on the coffee table. I sat on the opposite end of the couch and faced him. It was like we didn't know each other anymore. He felt like a stranger.

"So how've you been?" I ask, even though I'm sure he hasn't been doing too well.
"I've been better. You?"
"Great." I grinned, he nodded and looked down at his lap. Maybe I was too enthusiastic with my response. Then he said it.
"I've missed you."
"Justin..."
"I know you don't really want to be around me anymore."
"I've never said that."
"Then why haven't we hung out? Or better yet, why haven't you been talking to me?" He asked rhetorically. "I'm sorry about that. I just didn't know how to address my feelings at the time."
He shook his head, "I told you you could trust me. You did the complete opposite."
I wasn't going to say anything to him until he was done. I could already tell by the look in his eyes that he's thought about what to say for a while.

"You believed everybody else, but me. That made me feel like shit Ariana."
"I'm sorry."
"Yeah I'm sorry too. I'm sorry the media makes up lies to tear couples apart. That's who you believed."

He was making me feel like shit right now. What he was saying was right.
I let my mind cloud everything, I didn't even think about his feelings during the whole process. Our press interviews would've been better and truthful if I would've just let him explain right then and there. This was my fault in almost every way.

"You're right. I was inconsiderate of you." I took a deep breath and looked at him. "Can you forgive me?"
He shook his head, "Sorry, but I can't. At least not yet. I have to trust you again."
"How long is that going to take?" I asked.
"How ever long it takes me to trust you." Justin stood up from the couch. "Just know that I still love you no matter what. Goodnight Ari."
"Goodnight Justin."

He walked himself out the front door, I was left on the couch staring at the door. Hoping that he'd come back through the door and tell me he didn't mean any of that. Minutes went by and he wasn't coming back in.
This was all my fault.

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