True Love

Chapter 24

Justin's POV

"Justin, wake up..."

I covered my head with the blanket. "Come on Justin. Wake up.."

"Five more minutes. Please!" I felt the blanket get yanked off my body. At this point I was awake, and there was no point in going back to sleep because I'll never be able to continue my dream. I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

Ariana was sitting on the edge of the bed. "Do you know how annoying you can be sometimes?" I asked. She grinned. "Yes I do. We're both annoying. That's why we get along so well." I rolled my eyes. True. "I hate you," I said getting off the bed and walking to the bathroom.

"Love you too!" Ariana yelled when I closed the door. I stripped out of my clothes and stepped into the shower. I swear I could fall asleep in here...

"You're falling asleep in the, aren't you?" Ariana yelled. "NO! I am not. I'm mentally throwing bricks at your head, Ari!" I yelled back.

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"Bubble butt, bubble, bubble, bubble butt. Turn around, stick it out, show the world you got a bubble butt..." Ariana sang. Well rapped (I don't even know).

"Shut up and get out of the room because I'm going to change... I wouldn't complain if you stayed though," I said.

"Ew. Don't worry, I'll leave. Just make sure you pull your pants up because you wouldn't wanna show the world that you got a bubble butt, bubble, bubble, bubble butt... like you always do," she said laughing and leaving the room.

"You know you wanna stay, Ari. Don't lie to yourself. And what if i don't pull my pants up? What are you gonna do about it?" I said, hoping she'd hear me.

I put on a dark blue shirt and wore my pants extra low.

As I walked down the stairs, I could see Ariana shaking her head.

"You just don't listen, do you?" she said with a devious grin on her face. I shook my head. "Nope." I went to get some cereal for breakfast...well lunch since it's like 3:00PM... or brunch. As I poured the cereal in my bowl, Ariana took a picture. "Delete it. Now!" I said turning around.

"Too late!" She said running out of the kitchen. Why does she always have to do this? "Ariana please stop!" I whined running after her. I chased her through the whole living room.

"You're gonna trip and fall at some point. I can already see it," I said hoping she'll stop running. She laughed. "What are you? Psychic?" Ariana started running backwards. "Look Justin! I can run backwards!"

As I predicted, she tripped over the coffee table and fell on her back. Before she could get up and run, I 'accidentally' tripped and fell on top of her. "Oh no! I've fallen and I can't get up! Life Alert where you at?" I said, jokingly. I started laughing at my own joke because, I'm hilarious.

"You know what else is funny Justin? Your ass is literally on instagram. See." She showed me her phone which displayed a picture of my pink boxers. "Delete it. Please." I pouted my lips and made that cute puppy face she always liked.

"Aww. You think, I'll delete it if you just make that cute puppy face and say please?" She cooed. Hopefully. I nodded with a smile on my face. She kissed my nose and smiled. "Ok Justin, I'll delete it. Now get off."

"I'm not gonna get off until I see you delete it. I don't know if you're lying or not," I said. Ariana sighed and deleted the picture. "Can you get off now?" She pleaded.