Ariana's POV -
"Justin, where are you taking me?" I giggle, holding his hand tightly. I stumble a little on my feet and Justin immediately wraps his arm around me, keeping me up.
"You'll see Ari, I really am sorry for the other day," he whispers in my ear, his adorable little face scrunched up with guilt. I shake my head and reach up with my hand, resting it on his cheek.
"Justin, it's okay, honestly."
"Are you saying that because you're slightly tipsy?" He asks, a small smile on his face. It doesn't quite reach his eyes. I shake my head a little too enthusiastically, my dark curls bouncing around my face.
"No JJ, I really do mean it," I murmur quietly. He stops walking at the mention of my name for him and gives me a toothy smile. His eyes light up and he pushes me gently against the
