awwwww, jb is being a play playa!!!!
awwwww, jb is being a play playa!!!!
F*CK THE HATERS
The Boy With A Cute Ass&Serious Swagg: Justin B.
DONT MESS WITH JUSTIN , Because In Every Belieber Endurance Rises, And
If Kenny H. Cant Handle It, He Calls In The Back Up Squad: THE BELIEBERS:Notoriously Known For Getting The Job Done
psh you think he's being a playa now just wait. XD
"Why ya gotta go and make things so complicated?"
I opened the door to my dad's apartment and he poked his head out from where else but the computer area. That was like his sanctuary next to his room.
"Well look who's here." He chuckled. I know I'd never hear the end of this whole "Bieber Incident".
"Hey dad." I tossed my bag on the ground and hugged him.
"How was your date?"
"It wasn't a date," Hardly. "It was just an unfortunate meeting."
I hopped on the couch, which was also my bed because my dad's "bachlor pad" only had 1 room. Of course that one room had a door and air conditioning while I was stuck in the hot living room with no door and 2 fans. I had the stereo and the computer in here though.
"If it was so unfortunate why did you stay?"
Because I liked him, because I thought he liked me, because I didn't know his girlfriend would be there, because I thought we'd be alone.
"I don't know." I shrugged.
I lay on the couch, half-asleep when my phone rings
"She won't ever get enough
Once she gets a little touch
If I had it my way
you know that I'd make her say..."
"Hello?" I answered.
"Hey beautiful, did I wake you?" Leave it Justin to call me at two in the morning. When all the normal people are usually asleep, he's up and running.
"Aren't you tired? How are you not tired?" I asked yawning and getting up to get water.
"I don't know." He laughed. My dads room was dark and quiet as I passed but I could hear him talking to his girlfriend on the phone in low hushed tones.
"You're a freak that's why." I smiled at the phone.
"Whatcha doin?" He started chewing something crunchy.
"I'm staring in awe at a picture of you." I rolled my eyes and poured myself a glass of water.
"You're ****y aren't you?"
"Not ****y, just confident."
"Hm...and the difference is?"
We both laughed. I didn't wanna bring up the subject, but I felt I needed to.
"Why aren't you talking to Caitlin? You didn't have to call me."
It was silent for a second.
"I wanted to call you. I didn't feel entitled to. I just did what my heart told me."
"And what did your heart tell you?"
"To speak at length with this amazing girl I met on a train."
"Is that bad?"
"What?" I walked back to my couch bed and sipped my water.
"You're just, cute that's all."
So we talked on and on for hours. We talked about school, our future plans, sports, and tons of other things.
"So, um, I'm throwing a party." He started.
"No reason, just cause." He chuckled.
"Wow superstar, you've really hit the big time when you can throw parties 'just cause'." I teased.
"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to go?"
I silently contemplated.
"I have to ask my mom but sure."
"Oh okay cool." He sounded relieved, "I really would like to see you again."
I looked at the clock and it read 5:56.
"We've been talking for almost 4 hours, Bieber. You should be getting some sleep."
"I can't, talking to you has given me a lot of energy. I feel like I can climb a mountain and jump off unharmed."
"Woah calm down Indiana Jones, we don't want that pretty little face to be damaged."
"You're right." ****y.
"I'm going to sleep. You probably have to get up soon anyway. I don't."
"You're right about that, too. I should probably at least get a few minutes of sleep in before I get kicked out of bed. So...will I talk to you tomorrow?"
"I see. That's how you wanna act fine." I'm sure he was pretend pouting on the other side.
"Stop pouting. I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"Bye pretty lady!" I blushed.
"Bye bowl cut."
"That's not nice."
"Who said I was nice?"
I hung up. I got a text. From him:
Hope you dream about me ;-D
Damn you, Bieber and your charm.
I sat there eating cereal and watching the news in my black Ne-Yo concert tee and shorts, when Justin's face popped up on the screen.
"Bieber in Love? Sources tell us that he's planning on throwing a party for his on again girlfriend, Cait-" I changed the channel. Did he really lie to me? I hoped not.
SORRY IF ITS SHORT.
'throwing a party just cause' lmao. My friend goes to lots of those because his aunt is famous or something
Who do you think you are? Runnin' 'round leaving scars;
collecting your jar of hearts ♥