Ariana's POV
Damon smirks my way, and I don't how to feel about him. "Justin wasn't answering my calls. I just-"
He interrupts me, "Yeah, yeah. The big bad Mr. Bieber. Follow close behind." He groans, "Don't need Justin biting my head off because you got out of my eyesight."
"You're very rude." I sigh. "Nothing like-"
"My brother..." He trails off swerving in and out of the crowd, "Yeah. Little Stefan is such a sweetheart. Tragic how different we are." After I trailed behind Damon for a few blocks. I came upon Justin's building. Seeing Bieber in letters on the side of the building. I knew going in here was not the brightest idea just because Harry and I fought, but what choice did I have. I mean he was the reason for our argument. Damon pushes the front door. As he guided me through the building to Justin's office I presumed. Justin's building was so modern compared to Harry's. Everyone didn't look they were goofing off either.
"Good morning Mr. Salvatore." A chick said making Damon nod as silently swifted through the building. We arrive to an elevator. Damon stood in the elevator with a few other employees still not saying a word. I look at Damon wanting to make contact like I do with Stefan. But I felt he didn't like me. Or he just didn't trust me. The elevator stopped until it was just us to the top floor. The doors finally opened. As Damon stepped out, I followed. As we continued to a two big ivory door, Damon goes to grab the knob, when a chick with dark hair opened the door and came out as she fixed her skirt with her hands and quickly shuffled her way past us. Damon holds the door open to Justin's office who looks up from fixing his jacket. Damon smirks, "Found her wandering on the streets... without Stefan. And she demanded to see you." He says before shutting his office door leaving just us. "Wasn't expecting you until lunch." He grins. "Guess you missed me that much."
"I tried calling." I say as I think about the chick that walked out of his office seconds before I walk in, "But I guess you were getting busy with your girlfriend."
Justin walks from behind his desk chuckling, "No." He shakes his head, "I don't do relationships. At least not with girls like her."
I bite my lip, something about him gave me a thrill. And I loved it for some odd reason. "Oh well, that's funny." I say looking around his office that overlooked the city. "Because I'm not some cheap ass hoe."
"Never said you were." He smirked. "You sound jealous?"
"Jealous?" I look at him with a grin, "No. I can't be jealous of girls who bend over on a desk of a CEO. Where is the class in that?" I say being the thing I hated the most. Hyprocritcal, for as much as I have done that very thing with Harry. But Justin didn't need to know that.
He laughs once more, "Okay sweetheart. Whatever you say. What was the reason for you coming to me? You get into a fight with Harry over me?" He winks.
"Puhlease." I groan sitting in a chair making myself right at home. He was smart, but I dare let him know that. "I need to know a few things."
I could see the look in his eye, almost like I had him nervous and squirming for the question or statement that left my mouth. "Like why did you force Stefan to watch over me like a little kid?"
Justin licks his lips as he intertwines his fingers. "I am a very well known person. Not like your boss, Harry. There are bad people out there. That would love to see me crumble and try to hurt anybody I get close to. So I seeing after last night's little incident. I made it my mission to keep you safe."
"But we don't have anything going on." I huff. "And I don't see you getting anybody else a bodyguard." I cock a brow.
"You are going to make this difficult." He rolls his eyes. "So is there a point to this?" As he smirks towards me. Making me wanna do somersaults. "So you just going to stay in my office and drool over me, or you gonna walk with me?"
"I was not-"I couldn't believe he just roasted me. "Fuck you. You know all my drama in life has been because of you thus far in the past week."
He chuckles lightly as his licks bottom lip, waiting at the door. I slowly walk to the door to follow him out as I grab the door knob. I felt pressure pushing it back. I turn around as Justin has his arm stretched out with his palm over my head holding the door, "Did you real come here to bitch about a bodyguard?" His voice says low and husky. I could smell his minty breath. My heart beat increasing. "Because I think you had to bring your cute little butt down here to see me."
I stuttered my words, the feeling he had on me. I hated it. "I was- wasn't."
He looks me up and down, before his eyes meet mine once more, "Just say the word and I am all yours."
I could be typical me. I always got my way with Harry, but with Justin. I felt different kind of feeling for him. I pushed him off of me, "Let go of me." I say pulling the door. Justin sighs as we go out of his office. "Let's get brunch." He hums walking past me, "What's in it for me?" I laugh.
"Get to know me." He smirks.
I shake my head, "Nah." I yawn. "Home sounds better for me."
"You're boring." He shrugs, "But I guess no free food for you."
"I am not boring." I hiss. "But I am hungry." I say as my stomach growls.
He grins, "See was that so bad to admit me being right?"
Something in me felt nervous. Because being seen with him. People would talk. "Do you think it's a good idea to be seen together in daylight?"
"You scared of your reputation to be tainted by me?" He raises a brow. "I assure you, you will do me more damage."
"Excuse me." I blurted.
He chuckles as he stopped at his building door, "You really have no idea about me?" He bites his bottom lip making me wanna swoon.
"Isn't that what this brunch is for?" I hum.
He opens the door before putting his sunglasses on, holding the door for me. I walk out and heard the loud streets of New York. A black SUV honks as Justin signals me to follow him. As he opens the door. I get in to the cozy leather seat. "Where to boss?" The driver asked. Justin shuts the door behind him. "The Blue Dog."
As the ride was calm and collective, I looked over to Justin who was into his phone, typing away. He licked his lips and all I could think about was why I chose to be invested with him. But he was one of the hottest CEO's I have seen. And that's going to say I have slept with Harry, multiple times. He was about to tell me everything about him, like it was a date or something. Wait. I furrowed my eyebrows, "Is this a date?" I blurted out as I put my hands over my mouth.
Justin glances from his phone with a mischievous smile, "Do you want it to be?"
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