justin's pov

Beautiful.

That's the only word you can use to describe Ariana. I'm not being cheesy simply stating a fact. The way her dimple pops out on her left cheek when she smiles to when she bites her bottom lip when she's concentrated in thought. It was all beautiful to me. Her beauty always amazes me. I missed her a lot lately. I'm nervous as hell I dont think she'll even respond to my texts. I already can feel my palms getting sweaty. No girl has ever done this to me. She makes me weak but I wouldn't want it any other way. I began typing on my keyboard without a second thought.

To Ariana:

hi

delivered 5:03 p.m.

read 5:30 p.m.

To Ariana:

I'm sorry Ariana. Things haven't been easy for me lately.

delievered 5:30 p.m.

read 5:45 p.m.

babygirl🌊❤ is typing...

I begin to feel beads of sweat line up on my forehead. Ariana could either snap at me or be understanding and give me sympathy. It's hard to talk about what I'm going through. I was hoping the ladder so I wouldn't have to explain myself. I've never been the best at opening up. Especially to the ones I love, that's always been the hardest. 

I see ariana's contact name pop-up on my screen. Distracting me from my thoughts, I hesitantly open it quickly. Hoping God would be on my side today.

babygirl🌊❤:

I thought you loved me.

To babygirl🌊 ❤:

I love you more than anything Ariana. You know that better than anyone.

babygirl 🌊 ❤ :

I thought I knew that but I was wrong. I've tried contacting you for weeks Justin. I was worried sick about you. And you never even gave me a simple reply as to say you're fine.

delievered 5:50 p.m.

read 5:50 p.m.

She was right I knew that. I pushed her away, when all she wanted was to relieve a fraction of the pain I'm feeling. But she doesn't understand how hard this is for me too. I exit out of my messages I didn't want to fight with Ariana not today, or any day in the calendar. I didn't want to be the cause of her feeling sad.

Little did I know she's cried herself to sleep countless days and nights because of me. Locked herself in your room countless days instead of going to the mall whenever her friends asked her to. Sat by herself in the auditorium like we used to do together during lunch when I was around, hoping I would one day appear and everything would be normal, perfect even. She has reminiscenced so many memories of us they almost seemed real. It wasn't until a few days ago she started to pull herself together. And she wasn't going to let Justin take her back to that dark place, it was a nightmare with no way out.

From babygirl 🌊❤:

Now you're just going to leave me on read? So much for your 'love.'

To babygirl 🌊❤:

I love you Ariana. You have to believe me, I wouldn't lie to you.

babygirl 🌊❤:

It's hard to see this 'love' if you never show it.

To babygirl 🌊❤:

It's hard Ariana. I'm in so much pain, I didn't want to put you through that pain with me.

babygirl 🌊❤:

I like you a lot Justin, I care deeply about you. I want to help you, why won't you let me?

To babygirl 🌊❤:

I honestly don't know. I would rather talk about this in person. Can we meet up?

babygirl 🌊❤:

... I don't know if I'm ready to see you in person Justin.

To babygirl 🌊❤:

I'm trying to open up to you Ariana. If you want me to explain everything Ari, you'll see me.

To babygirl 🌊❤:

I'll be at your door in fifteen minutes. I won't take no as an answer babygirl.

delievered 6 p.m.

read 6:01 p.m.

I take a quick shower, since I haven't washed in days. I slip on grey briefs, a white tee, grey sweatpants, and the first shoes I came in contact with. I sprayed my Armani cologne, knowing Ariana loved that cologne. 

I open my door gently, I briskly walk down my stairs. I grab my dad's car keys and put on my coat before opening the door and walking out. I open the garage door, and click the keys to see which car I would be driving. Luckily it was my dad's favorite car his black BMW i8. She was beauty, but nothing compared to Ariana's natural beauty. I hop in the car, and zoom down the roads that seemed never ending. I drive for about fifteen minutes. Hopefully Ariana would be willing to talk to me. The message I sent her was with the little bit of confidence I had left. It was talk than action, I was going to change that.

I pull up to Ariana's home. I park the car across the street. Her parents weren't very fond of me right now. I rest my head in between my hands on the steering wheel for a good five minutes before I left my head up. I muster up some courage and get out of the car and make my way to Ari's door. I knock for only a second before I come face to face with Ariana's mom. 

"Hi Ms. Grande, I'm here to-"

"I know why you're here Justin."

"Then I'll just-"

"She doesn't want to see you, you should turn around and go home."

"I'm sure there's been some misunderstanding, I just talked to your daughter on the phone ma'am. I have something to tell her."

She stays silent for a brief moment before letting me, and shutting the door with a loud pound behind me that makes me almost shudder.

I quickly ran up the spiral staircase, I couldn't contain the excitement yet anxiety I was facing any longer it was becoming unbearable. I walked down the hall to her room. The door was left slightly ajar. I looked at her beautiful face looking down at her phone. I clear my throat, causing her to look up. Our eyes meet, I could get lost in her brown eyes.

"Justin," she says her tone unclear.

"Can I come in?"

She nods her head hesitantly, biting her lip. 

Here goes nothing. I gulp before taking a step in.

A/N: I'm back. So let's just sit on down and enjoy tea/whatever beverage together bc I kind of have my life together for once lol. I'm sorry for not updating sooner. On the bright-side I do have a new series coming out. So the first book in the series should be up in a week or less. The whole series will be jariana bc you know they just look great together lmao.

xoxo,

Angela