Love Yourself (JB+AG)

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Ariana

Monday, 3:29 pm

"You're ready to leave then?" Justin asks.

"I am." I answer.

"Let's go, then."

We were at a different beach the normal. It was so far away we went over a bridge surrounded by the ocean. It took about 30-45 minutes to get here which I did not enjoy.

"I definitely do love you in this here bikini of yours." Justin says.

"But I don't love you walking around with your stomach out."

I was wearing a pink, white and gold striped bikini with jean shorts covering the bottom and nothing else but the bikini top.

"Guess what?"

"I'm guessing you don't care." Justin takes my hand as we walk up the beach to the car.

He opens my door and I get in before he closes it and walks around to his side.

"Lazyness here we come." Justin says.

He turns on the car and backs out of the parking lot, turning the car onto the street.

3:37 pm

It hadn't even been ten minutes yet and I had the sudden urge to pee. Like, really bad. I was literally going to piss myself, out of nowhere.

I close my eyes and lean my head back against the headrest.

"Are you sleepy?" Justin asks.

"No. I have to pee. And we're surrounded by water."

"Do you want me to stop somewhere?"

"On the side of the highway? No thanks."

"Okay. Your decision, not mine."

"I'm not a man. I can't just pee anywhere."

"Yeah, I understand that."

"I don't think you do."

"Okay, Ariana." Justin places his hand on my thigh and I wince.

"No, Justin!" I whine.

"What?" He pulls his hand away and I laugh.

"When you touch me I get all tingly, and that is not a good thing in this situation."

"That's understandable. Especially around all this water. You know? Bottled water, ocean water. It's so free!" Justin smirks and I roll my eyes.

"That's not funny. I will pee in your car."

"Okay, okay. Don't do that."

"I thought so."

"You're so mean to me."

"I have to fucking pee!" I pull my legs to my chest.

"I asked you if you wanted to stop."

"Justin, where the fuck are we gonna stop?"

"There's a 7-11 right there."

"I will never ever in my life use a gas station bathroom."

"Okay then. Point proven."

"Justin, can you please drive faster?" I whine.

"I could, but I'm already going 10 miles over the speed limit."

"Let me drive then."

"Absolutely not."

"Then go faster!" I growl.