ariana's pov

She smirked before getting off of Justin's lap to hug me. Wrapping her thin arms around me. Not sure of how to respond I keep my arms to the side of me.

"Awe Ariana. Can a girl get no love?"

After what she made me do to Sascha this bitch better be kidding. I mean that boy what ever his irrevelant name was took advantage of the situation he was in. But Sascha slayed and put him in his place.

"I'll take that as a no," she said pulling her arms from my small figure.

"Sorry I was dazed."

"I could have you daydreaming all day?"

Hold up. Is she thinking what I'm thinking? Because what goes on in my mind is kind of perverted. And when I say kind of I'm just sugarcoating it.

"Let's keep this pg-13 guys," some guy across from us says.

There always has to be that annoying person always in your business, it never fails.

I would usually try and run from this situation since everyone's eyes were still wandered on him except for Justin. I gulped feeling my palms getting sweaty. I was begging that I wasn't going to purge. The alcohol felt like it was swirling my stomach. It sounds quite fun, but it isn't a pleasant feeling to have. I had way too much cherry vodka.

I think Cara knew what was happening, because what she did next I wasn't expecting. And Justin defiantely wasn't either.

She grabbed my face colliding her lips onto mine. Her lips moving in rhythm before I know it our tongues were dancing. She reached under my shirt playing with my bra before she unclipped it. Not fully knowing what was happening she began massaging my breasts. I moaned into her mouth, she smirked knowing damn well what she was doing to me. She was mid-way pulling off my shirt before Justin harshly grabbed my arm. I tried unclenching the strong grip he had on my wrist only making the pain worse.

"Justin please you're hurting me."

"Everyone saw your hard-ass nipples. Would you rather have two minutes of pain or humiliation for a month?"

I opened my mouth to say something before quickly closing it.

"That's what I thought," he said letting go of grip once we got to his car.

"Get in," he said sternly.

I make sure to listen to him not wanting to upset him futher.

Not being able to take the silence in the car, I decide to be brave and speak.

"Justin."

"What do you want?" he yells.

Making me feel ten times smaller than I already felt.

"Do you hate me now?" I say feeling a tear roll down my cheek.

He turns his eyes from the road to look at me.

"Baby I could never hate you. I'm just disappointed," he said signing.

Why did he have to use those three words. That's like crying then five seconds later saying your fine. I knew I had to make it up to him. So what if we didn't have a boyfriend/girlfriend status. So what if Cara was sitting on his lap. I felt like we were in a relationship and being more sober now I was starting to regret my actions.

"How can I make it up to you?" I say not ready to make eye contact.

"Let me punish you," he says smirking deviliously.

"Punish me, what does that inply?"

"Don't play innocent babe. I'll make you feel good."

"Oh my goodness what is wrong with you? And that most likely was just a glimpse of what goes on in your head. When I said make it up I was inplying baking."

"Oh," he chuckles. "Could you be a doll and make me cupcakes?"

"What kind?" I say raising my eyebrow.

"The one between your legs."

"Justin," I say feeling a blush creep onto my face.

"Fine. Fine. I guess I have to patient. Surprise me and if you reconsider-"

"Justin it's not happening!" I say getting out of his car.

"Come back," he says jogging towards me.

I speed up beginning to run. "You can't catch me because I'm the gingerbread man."

"Once I get to you I'm going to eat you out."

"You didn't even buy me dinner first," I giggle watching him slow down to catch his breath.

He puts a finger up. I slow down eventually coming to a stop.

"What's wrong?"

"Timeout."

"Timeouts are for losers," I say sprinting into the building. Leaving a pathetic Justin in the parking lot.

Once I reached our dorm I was completely out of breath. I swiftly opened the lock running to the bed. I fell on top of my bed letting my figure make a shape in the bed.

"Hello Ariana."

I turn my neck to see a shadow looking at me.

"What do you want?" I growled.

"You make me seem like such a bad person."

"Maybe because you are."

"I just want you back into my life Ari."

A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update I was afraid of posting this chapter. And ik I left the chapter with a cliffhanger but I'm on break so you should get a quicker update

love angela <3