Chapter 32

Ariana's POV - It's been days. I've isolated myself at home, in bed, doing absolutely nothing but eat tubs of ice cream and order in pizza. Justin has tried every single day to call me, once every hour. Some days, I turn my phone off, sick of seeing his contact flash up onto the screen. I've cried so much, I feel dehydrated and poorly. The doorbell rings and I pull myself out of bed, wrapping my dressing gown around me tightly as I walk down the stairs. I pull open the front door and mumble...