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..."
"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 wall, dipping his head down so he's eye level with me.
"I love it when you call me JJ."