Love Me Harder - (a Justin Bieber & Ariana Grande lovestory)

Chapter 6 - She Don't Like The Lights.

(Picture above of Ariana and her outfit for having dinner with Justin's grandparents.) 👑

Chapter 6 - She don't like the lights

Justin's POV:

"Fuck." I whispered.

"What's going on?" Ariana asked scared.

"Paparazzi." I said.

Her face went pale. "We have to get out of here."

"Let's go, here, put my jacket over your head." I took my jacket off and handed it to her.

"Why?" she asked while taking it.

"It's not a biggie if they recognise me but when they recognise you, they'll find your name and who you are." I explained.

She sighed, putting the jacket over her head. I took her by her arm and walked towards my grandparents house.

I glanced behind me and noticed 3 dudes following us, taking pictures.

I groaned. "Don't look behind you, there are three of them."

"Kay." she whispered. I don't wanna do this to her. When they'll find out who she is, her normal life is over. And oh, not to even mention all the hate that she'll get.

I looked at my right and saw a black van arrive, seeing 5 more paps walking outside of it and following us too.
They came closer and closer until I decided to say something.

"I would really apreciate it if you would leave."

"It's our job, Mr. Bieber." a pap said.

"My job is to perform and make music, I didn't ask for all the attention from the paparazzi." I stated.

"Not our problem, heh." Another pap said while taking pictures.
Ariana and I kept walking forward, not looking behind us.

Click click click.

Another load of paparazzi
came from behind a building. Shit. They probably contacted eachother.

"Justin! Who's the girl?" a pap shouted.

I decided to ignore them. I don't wanna give them what they want.

"Is it your girlfriend?"

"Who is the girl?"

"Is she pregnant?"

"Is that your new lover?"

I groaned and stopped walking.

"It's my best friend and you should all leave us alone. I'm on a little break and I don't wanna sound mean or rude but please piss the fuck off." I said.

A few chuckled. "Not before we get what we want, we only have pictures of your backs."

"Well, here you go." I fake smiled as a few took a picture of me with my arm still around Ariana and my jacket hiding her face.

She barried her face in my chest.

"I'm scared, Justin." she whispered while the paps were taking pictures.

"Don't be. I'm here."
"Okay, that was enough guys." I said while turning around.

"No, we want a picture of you and the girl. I want a picture of her face."

"No." I said, pulling her closer to my body.

"We wont leave before we have one." a pap said.
"
"Have fun." I smirked, taking Arianawith me.