Chapter Five

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"What time is it?" Austin's morning voice said. I was scrolling through Instagram. I looked up at the time then set my phone down.
"Eleven" I said shortly. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. His hair was in a bun, it was a complete mess. He crawled out of bed and stood in front of me.
"Don't we have to get ready?" He said.
"For what?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I don't know, work?" He said. I chuckled.
"We're off today, just traveling" I mumbled. I got out of bed and quickly made it.
"I got a tattoo?" He said, looking down at the playboy bunny on his arm. I shrugged.
"I stayed in here all night" I said, stretching my arms out. We made our way out to the living area of the bus. Completely trashed.
"You better clean this" I said, pointing at everything.
"You clean it" he said. I looked over at him and he was only smiling.
"No, it wasn't my friends who made the mess" I yelled.
"Ariana I'm joking, chill" he said rolling his eyes.
"Whatever" I mumbled, and took a seat on the couch.

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"Oh my god, Justin!" I said excitedly. I ran up to him and he engulfed me in a hug.
"What are you doing here" I beamed. He smiled and pulled away.
"Scooter said your concert was in Miami, so since I was already here I figured I'd come" he said.
"Oh my god, you have to perform with me" I said. He smiled and nodded.
"Yes absolutely" he said excitedly.

"Oh my god, best show ever" I squealed, running off the stage and hugging Justin once again. He hugged me back.
"Yeah it was so much fun" he smiled. I looked over Justin's shoulder and saw Austin standing behind us. I pulled away.
"Um Justin, did you meet- uh, Austin?" I said. Justin turned to Austin.
"Oh yeah; this guy is awesome" Justin smiled. They grabbed hands and pulled each other in for a hug. Of course. Why wouldn't he love Austin. Everyone loves Austin.
"Oh, great" I said, forcing a smile. Austin and Justin walked off, talking to each other. I sighed and walked over to scooter.
"Great show tonight" scooter said with a smile.
"Thanks" I mumbled and plopped down on the chair behind him.
"What's wrong?" He asked, taking a seat next to me. I shook my head and looked up at Austin and Justin, laughing away.
"I just don't get what everyone sees in him" I sighed.
"You're still on this?" He chuckled. I rolled my eyes and threw my hands down.
"Yes I'm still on this, he is like, not the same person around everyone as he is me, he's horrible" I groaned. Scooter sighed.
"I didn't want to have to bring this up-" he started. "Bring what up?" I snapped, turning my head to look at him.
"You didn't really seem to have any problems with him when you both went to that party" he said. My heart nearly dropped, I didn't say anything. I waited for him to say something again. "I mean, Ariana, you were all over that man" scooter chuckled.
"How- who told you?" I asked. He stood up and let out a deep sigh.
"Who do you think?" He said with a half smile, and walked away. I looked over at Austin, who was still having the time of his life. I don't know what came over me, a rush of anger traveled through my body. I stood up and stormed over to Austin.
"What's up?" He said turning to me smiling. He held a beer in his hand and a cigarette in the other. I pushed him on his chest.
"I need to talk to you" I spat.
"Uh- I'm kind of busy right now mamas" he said, laughing. I grabbed the beer out of his hand and threw it on the floor, watching the glass scatter everywhere.
"Now" I said quietly. He let out a sigh and nodded. I walked into a small storage closet and closed the door behind us.
"A closet?" He chuckled. "I mean, I'm down wherever, but I thought you had a little more class-"
"I'm not here to have sex with you Austin" I yelled.
"Then why are we here?" He asked.
"Why would you tell scooter about the party" I said, crossing my arms over my body.
"Oh that's an easy question" he chuckled and took a drag from his cigarette. "Cause I can't stand you" he said.
"So, how did you benefit from telling?" I questioned.
"For this moment right now" he chuckled. I raised an eyebrow and held that position. "I gained scooters trust, and you're pissed off, it was a win for me in all ways" he said, he had a stupid smile on his face with his stupid gold teeth.
"So, it gets you off to see me pissed off?" I asked for clarification.
"Exactly, I love getting under your skin" he said quietly. He took a step closer to me, so I took a step back.
"I hate you" I whispered. He bit his lip and took a step closer, so I again took a step back. He pushed me against the door and set his hands on either side of my head.
"Keep going baby, tell me how much you hate me" he said quietly. I furrowed my eyebrows and and stuck my finger in his face.
"You make me sick" I said sternly. I was still trying to comprehend what exactly was happening right now.
"Mhm what else?" He said leaning in.
"You're to close to me" I whispered. I looked down at his lips then back at his eyes. They looked soft, and comforting.
"Am I?" He whispered against my lips. I swallowed my anxiety and nodded.
"So should I stop?" He whispered. I bit my lip and hesitantly shook my head. He crashed his lips into mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he wrapped his around my waist. I didn't know what just happened, I don't know why this was happening, and I don't know why I was letting it happen.
"Are you Uh- okay in there?" Justin's voice rang through the door after two knocks. We stopped and I let him go. I quickly situated my hair and opened the door.
"Yeah, just fine" I smiled and walked past him.

*Austins POV*
Ariana walked past Justin and Justin only stared at me.
"So, What happened in there?" He said with a smile, nudging me with his elbow. I smiled and shook my head.
"Nothing" I chuckled.
"Really?" Justin gasped. I smiled and nodded.
"She's hot though, how can you keep your hands off her? Pretty much living with her and all" he said, looking over at her.
"She don't like me" I said. Justin furrowed his eyebrows and looked at me her confused.
"Really?" He asked, confused. I nodded. "Well, appearance wise you're just her type" he said.
"No way" I said in disbelief. "She seems like the type to like those clean cut, preppy type" I chuckled. Justin shook his head.
"No, cause that's me and I've been barking up that tree for 4 years now" he chuckled. "She likes the, messy, possibly a drug dealer type of guy" he said.
"I don't believe it" I chuckled. Justin shrugged.
"She likes a fight, she gets some type of thrill out of it" he said. "She used to talk to Malcolm, but he was too nice, he had the appearance but not the attitude, so now they're just like- best friends or something I don't know" he said.
"Really? Malcolm?" I said. He nodded. I was actually pretty shocked.
"But I mean, if you haven't gotten her yet then I doubt you'll be able to, you've lost her" he said. I looked over at her, laughing with her backup dancers.
"She hates everything about me, she's actually trying to get me off the tour, but I'll bet anything I could still hit that" I said, lighting a new cigarette.
"Hey guys" Ricky said, approaching us. Ricky was one of Ariana's backup dancers, I wasn't to fond of him but we just didn't talk, we didn't really have any reason too. "What's up?" He asked.
"Well, I think Austin is about to make a very expensive bet with me" Justin said smiling. I nodded.
"A thousand?" Justin asked. I looked over at ariana.
"Two thousand" I said.
"Risky man, I like it" Justin said and held out his hand.
"So if I hit that, you give me two thousand, and if not then I'm a failure and I will be ashamed of myself" I said, grabbing his hand.
"and you owe me two thousand" Justin said. I nodded.
"Bet"

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