Bullied (Justin Bieber Story)

Confessions

*Ariana's POV*

I cringed at what he said to me. I noticed a scar on his waist. Why was it so familiar.

||FlashBack||

He grabbed me closer to him...next thing I know I was wrapped up in his arms. His strong arms had a grip of me so I couldn't even move. I traced my finger over the scar on his waist.

"What's this?" I asked.

"A scar, from when I was little I got stabbed." He said. His grip got tighter around me.

"Let me go!" I said giving a laugh.

"Never..." He said in a whisper.

I stroked his cheek with my finger. "Let's watch a movie!" He said

"Ok sure!" I said

Justin finally let me go and put in paranormal activity 4. He had a huge TV in his room.

He lied down on the bed again brining me to his chest.

"I am sorry.." I said

"For what?" He said

"For saying that I didn't forgive you!" I said sadly.

"Aww don't worry about that!" He said stroking my cheek.

"I forgive you now.." I said.

"Thank you...I love you." He said giving me a kiss

"I love you too.."

||End of flashback||

Why was this Drew kid so familiar? My thoughts were still on Austin. I missed him so much, I missed his sweet smile. His perfect laugh... I climbed into bed and felt the other side of the bed sink. I felt a arm wrap around me.

"Hey princess." He whispered.

"Don't fucking call me that!" I shouted.

"Don't yell at me or curse." He growled.

"I can do whatever the fuck I want." I said.

"Oh, so you want punishments. Okay." He said.

He climbed on top of me and placed a kiss on my neck.

"You are so fucking beautiful." He whispered.

He kissed my neck making a mark. His hand went down and squeezed my ass. I gasped and he laughed.

"St-stop please." I begged.

"Hey, I'm not a nice boy, so get used to me." He said.

He crawled off me and went to bed. His arms around my waist, me not being able to even breath.

||Next Morning||

I was awakened by the sound of a voice and a guitar.

"I gave you everything baby,everything I had to give. Girl why would you push me away? Lost in confusion,like an allusion. You know I'm used to making your day but that is the past now we didn't last now, I guess that this was meant to be. tell me was it worth it we were so perfect, baby I just want you to see-." He sang before I finished him off.

"There's nothing like us." I said.

He looked at me.

"Oh, you're up." He said putting down his guitar.

What the heck is going on? I felt like that song meant something to me.

"Drew um, what's that song about?" I asked.