Make It Right { Jariana }

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Ariana's *POV*

Could this day get any worse. My dad just got diploid, and now I have to stay at my Uncle Scooter's house. Don't get me wrong I love Uncle Scooter, it's just I'm going to miss my dad so much he won't be back in like a year. And I just always had my dad by my side but now I'm not going to see him everyday. My mom passed away when I was like 4 because she had cancer. I still miss her till this day. I had already packed my stuff and I was just waiting until Uncle Scooter came to pick me up. Uggghhh. Why does my life have to be so complicated!

I grabbed my guitar and put it in the guitar case with my song book. Then my phone started ringing I looked at the caller ID and it was Scooter, I picked up.

Me: Hey Scooter.

Scooter: Hey Ari.

Me: Are you outside?

Scooter: Yeah. But I have to make a phone call real quick so I'm going to send one of my friends to help you with your luggage. Okay?

Me: Okay.

And he hung up.

Right after Uncle Scooter hung up I heard the door ring. I went downstairs and I opened the door and at first I couldn't help but close the door in his face. Man I really don't like him. He knocked on the door and I decided to be the bigger person and just open it and be well nice.

" What do you want?" I asked with an attitude.

" Listen I know you don't like me but I just want to help you with your luggages," Justin said annoyed.

" Whatever Bieber, there upstairs. Do you need any help?" I asked being mean. I know I said I was going to be nice but I mean I just hate him.

" No I think I can handle them," Justin said.

" Sure you can," I said rolling my eyes. I went upstairs to carry my purse and guitar case while Justin carried 3 of my suitcases and brought them outside. I locked the door behind me and put the key in my pocket.

Justin put my suitcases in the trunk and went to the passenger seat. I sat in the back seat. It was an awkward silence. Uggh. I just kept thinking about Justin and my hatred for him. He thinks he's all that because he's Justin Bieber. I literally hate him! When we got to Uncle Scooter's house I saw Sheila sitting on the couch. (Sheila is Scooters Daughter/ Ariana's Cousin)

" Hey Sheila I've Missed you!" I practically squeezed her.

" I've missed you too. But right now your crushing me," she chuckled.

" Sorry!" I said releasing her.

" Hey Ariana go check out your room it's where the guest room used to be," Scooter said. I was confused but I nodded and went to go check it out. I knew where everything was because I've been here like all the time. When I opened the door I saw Carmen ( the maid ) fixing the bed.

" Carmen!" I yelled and went to go hug her.Then put my guitar case and purse on the floor.

" Hey Ariana how are you?" She asked so excited. I smiled.

" I'm good. How are you," I asked.

" I'm fine." I nodded.

" We'll do you like your room?" She asked. I looked around everything was beautiful my computer and laptop was sitting on a blue desk. And my books where in this book shelf. My bed was gorgeous. Then there was two doors one on my left the other on my right. I decided to open the one on my right. It was a Bathroom, I get to have my own bathroom! Awesome! Then I opened the other door and I couldn't believe my eyes it was my own walk in closet with new clothes and shoes and bags, etc. there was some space for my old clothes too. I went back to where Carmen was and she wanted me to answer.

" It's Gorgeous. Who planned all this ?" I asked still amazed by everything.

" Scooter did. He's an Amazing Uncle you know," she answered. I smiled showing my dimples.

" I know. Trust me. I should go downstairs and thank him," I replied and when I was about to go Justin blocked my way with my luggage. I moved out of the way because I noticed he was carrying my suitcases.

" Thanks I guess," I said harshly to him as he was setting them down.

" No problem beautiful," he smirked.

" Ewww. Don't call me that," I said in disgust.

" Whatever you say princess," he smirked again. I rolled my eyes and went downstairs to thank Uncle Scooter and he said that he ordered pizza and I went back up to my room and saw Carmen unpacking all my stuff.

" Oh Carmen you don't have to do that," I started.

" Honey it's my job. And it's the least I can do for someone so nice as you," she said.

" We'll thank you Carmen," I said. She was really nice. I love her she's the most intelligent women ever. She showed me where she put all the stuff she unpacked out of my suitcase and I hugged her and thanked her one last time. I grabbed my guitar case as soon as she left. And started to play one of the songs I wrote it's called Popular { I know it's not her song but let's pretend }.

My problem

I never was a model

I never was a scholar

But you were always popular

You were singing all the songs I don't know

Now your in the front row

Cause my song is popular

Popular I know about popular

It's not about who you are or your fancy car

Your only ever who you were

I turned to my head to the right and stopped immediately.

" You weren't supposed to hear that!" I said pretty angry. He was in shock.

" Scooter told me to come up here to bring you some pizza," Justin said while putting the plate with pizza on my bed.

" Why were you eavesdropping?" I asked. I felt like tears were going to fall the only other person who heard me sing was my mom. And now the guy that I hate knows.

" I'm sorry it's just you have a Beautiful voice." He looked at me and saw the tears falling on my cheek." I'm sorry Ariana. Why are you crying?" He asked while wiping the tears away from my cheek.

" No one ever heard me sing except for my mom. It just reminded me of her. And now y-you know," I sobbed. He hugged me which only made me cry harder. Maybe I was a jerk to him he's always been nice to me. I should be nice to him. And this time I mean it. Maybe...

"I'm sorry," he said trying to make me stop. And then I noticed I was being silly and I automatically stopped crying.

" It's ok. Thanks for the comfort though," I fake smiling.

" I know it hurt but I think you have talent, like talent talent," he said amazed. I thanked him." Why don't you sign with Scott?" He asked.

" Because I don't know I have stage fright," I whispered the stage fright but he still heard me.

" We'll whenever you overcome your fear call me, beautiful," he winked which made me laugh. I ate my pizza watched a little bit of TV and fell asleep.