Things I Like

Which is Justin Bieber

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Put You Down (Part Two to Coconut Water) (MATURE)

Her hands were on me, moving from my chest to my shoulders and around my neck. Her touch was like fire, but not in a good way.

“Oh, fuck.” She gasped loudly so close to my ear that it caused me to flinch. I pushed my hips further into hers. “Don’t stop, baby.”

While her body was being layered with sweat and her back was arching off of the bedsheets, I grunted every now and then when I felt a spark of pleasure but that was it.

I found myself having to press my lips onto hers to stop her from screeching into my ear. Her lips didn’t move, however as she concentrated on nothing but my length thrusting into her.

“Are you gonna cum?” I asked, although I knew she was only seconds from practically squirting everywhere. “Cum for me, cum for me right now.” I demanded, knowing how much it turned her on.

I knew I wasn’t going to get to cum when I felt her shaking and myself, still not fully worked up.

“Oh my God,” She whined, and I felt my fists clenching against the sheets.

I shut my eyes as tight as I could and felt my body relax. But before I could let out a deep sigh of relief, I saw an image that caused my lower body to jolt forward.

[Y/N] entered my mind. She was there, staring at me. Naked. 

“Fuck,” I whispered, pulling out before slamming back into her, causing a high-pitched moan to fall into the air. “You’re so hot.” My eyes clenched shut.

“Justin, I’m so close. Let me cum.” she panted heavily, her breath hit my face and I winced.

“Cum for me-” I had to stop myself from moaning [Y/N]’s name as I imagined pounding into her and having her respond to me in a way I loved so much. “Cum.”

And she did. I felt the difference in pleasure as she tightened through her orgasm, and I groaned lowly. She writhed beneath me and pushed her warm body as close to mine as possible.

I slowed down my hip movements as she showed signs of her orgasm subsiding, I was thankful it was over; I was starting to feel like I was suffocating.

“Shit,” she whispered. “that was so hot.” She grinned up at me, her eyes followed me when I fell down next to her.

My length was still standing tall and I knew she knew, but neither of us said anything.

“Yeah.” I chuckled, running a hand through my hair. I could see my phone in the corner of my eye and I itched to pick it up and call the one person I knew could help me.

“I’m going to go take a shower.” She rested a hand on my chest and kissed my cheek. “Love you.” She whispered.

“I’m probably gonna go out for a few drinks, and I’ll see you later tonight. Love you.” I said, already climbing out of bed.

She was already moving across the room and out the door, I heard her footsteps moving across the house. I grabbed my phone and proceeded to text [Y/N]. I knew what I needed to say straight away.

I’m coming over. You better not be riding another man’s dick right now because I need you so bad. Be there in 10. You better be naked and wet for me.

As quickly as I could, I threw on my clothes (pulling my trousers ever so carefully over my hard on) and jogged down the stairs. By the time I had my shoes on, I could hear the shower running. I shot out of the door after grabbing my car keys.

All the way to her house I could feel myself going insane with lust. I felt my hands tightening around the steering wheel while my knuckles turned as white as snow; I needed release, so much that I thought about pulling over to get myself off, but before I could I imagined [Y/N] waiting for me and I felt a burst of energy.

I could barely contain my arousal as I pulled up outside of her house. I saw a light on upstairs, and I couldn’t help but grin.

Picking up my phone from the seat next to me, I checked it to see she’d replied.

When are you gonna tell that girlfriend of yours she doesn’t please you? Can’t help but feel sorry for the poor girl. I’m naked and horny

I grinned as I climbed out of my car before locking it. The moon was making an appearance as I knocked on her door before trying the handle to find it was open. I kicked my shoes off and headed for the stairs.

I felt the anticipation mixing with thousands of other emotions that I was feeling, all for one person. I couldn’t help but wait to feel myself deep inside of her and to have her moaning and whimpering, just for me.

Walking into her bedroom, I saw her laying sprawled around across her bed. There was a faint buzzing sound in the air, and I moved closer.

She was whimpering, her eyes closed and her back arching off the bed. Underneath the sheets was where I figured the noise was coming from.

I breathed out. “Oh, fuck, you are so good.” I moaned.

She jumped slightly as she realised she wasn’t alone, but grinned almost instantly. I fell down on the bed and let my eyes wander over the top half of her naked body.

I hummed gently. “I missed you,” I muttered before letting my lips fall to her neck, she sighed as I touched her.

“Hm. How’s the girlfriend?” She asked, bringing the vibrator from under the sheets and running her tongue along the surface. I growled under my breath at how casual she was about such an arousing scene. “Let you cum yet?” She smirked.

“Just shut up and let me fuck you senseless.” I spat, feeling the tension in my body.

“I told you I was done with this, Justin. Until you tell me you’re leaving her, you’re not getting anything.” She said with such a serious tone that it shocked me. “Besides, it’s not like I need you.” She waved the vibrator in front of my face and I gritted my teeth.

It was silent for a moment but in my head, it was far from it. My brain was burning as I tried to collect my thoughts.

The buzzing sound started up again and it distracted me from my thoughts. I huffed and paced around the room.

I wasn’t happy in my relationship, I wasn’t being pleased; emotionally or sexually, and I wasn’t really in love anymore. At least I didn’t think so.

I sighed and turned to face [Y/N]. She was laid just as she was when I walked in, and I had to stop myself from pouncing on her. She whined loudly and I felt my length twitch in my boxers.

“Close the door on your way out.” She grinned as she opened her eyes to meet mine.

I decided that I probably looked pathetic; I was stood in her room with a creased T-shirt and an extreme hard on pressing against the material of my clothes. I ran a hand through my tangled hair.

“No,” I said. “I’m not going anywhere. I don’t want to be anywhere but here.”

She sighed and sat up, the vibrator was still roaring with life between her legs. I could see she was shaking lightly.

“For fuck sake, Justin. I’m not telling you to leave her for me, I’m-Fuck,” She hissed and I caught her hands clutching the bedsheets. “I’m saying that if you want anything sexual from me, it’ll only be when she’s not around, or anyone, for that matter. I’m done feeling guilty.” She slumped back against the bed.

“I’ll leave her.” I stated, and the silence after that was enough to make me think I’d gone deaf.

“Really?” She asked, resting on her elbows. “What made you change your mind?”

“You.” I said without hesitation. “You changed everything. You made me feel differently than when I did when I was with her and now I just can’t help but want to be around you while I’m with her.”

She seemed to grin at that, and I tried not to feel annoyance seep through me.

“Now, let me fuck you.” I breathed, moving close to her once more.

“Wait.” She said, causing me to stop abruptly. “Promise me. Promise me you’re done with her.” Looking at me, she laid still. “And then you can have me all night.”

“I promise.” I said. “The second I’m out of here, I’ll tell her.” I was breathing heavily now, and I could tell she knew how much I was building up.

“Then what are you waiting for?” She asked, that smirk moving onto her face again.

Even though I moved towards her slowly - with an enormous grin on my face - all I wanted to do was run to her as fast as I could.

“God, I’ve missed you so much.” I muttered, falling into her touch. My knees rested at either side of her legs and my hands rested close by her head, I trapped some of her hair under my hands but she didn’t seem to notice. “I can’t wait for this. I haven’t cum in so long, and you’re so tight. Don’t get me too excited or I’ll cum in seconds.” My lips trailed down her neck.

She let her hands move around my head before tugging at the material of my shirt around my neck, almost impatiently.

I grunted before pulling away; feeling suffocated in my clothes. Quickly, I stood up as quickly as possible to take my clothes off.

I watched her, and she watched me as I pulled my T-shirt over my head, letting my body be exposed to her. I noticed her eyes moving up and down my chest. I grinned. I let my hands unbutton my jeans before pulling them down with my boxers. It was obvious where her eyes darted to as I stood in front of her, naked.

Feeling tense, I let my hand move down to my length and begin to pump myself slowly. I knew what it did to her when I pleasured myself so I made sure to keep a gaze on her as she inhaled.

“You want me to fuck you?” I asked, breaking the silence. She laid with her lip between her teeth as she took in the way my fingers wrapped around my cock and moved up and down as I teased myself.

“I don’t mind either way,” She smirked. “I can tell you wanna cum though.” She bit the inside of her cheek, and I felt my hand gaining speed ever so slightly at her attitude.

“I’m going to fuck you up so bad.” I said as I moved towards her. “I’ll have you begging for me, shaking for me, and dripping for me.” I rasped and let myself lean over her body.

“Show me what you got.” Her hand moved around my neck and she pulled my face close to hers - and more importantly - my lips onto hers.

Already feeling the anticipation seep through my body, I took a hold of her hips and groped them in the palms of my hands. I felt the hotness of her skin against my own and delved in it.

Our lips moved clumsily together as we pressed up against each other. It was as though we wanted to do everything all at once, but it purely resulted in my lips missing hers every now and then and her hands scratching at my chest.

Once I had become drunk by the taste and texture of her lips, I pushed her back so she laid on the bed once more. I hesitated before deciding she’d got enough use out of it and pushed the vibrator off the side of the bed.

“Hey, watch it. I paid a lot for that.” She eyed me and she frowned to which I rolled my eyes.

“Calm down. You probably have a thousand more stored away, alongside a dildo, and knowing you, a dildo that vibrates.” I sent her a slightly annoyed expression, but I refused to admit the talk of her possession of so many sex toys made my stomach flip and my length twitch.

I took a hold of my dick and placed it at her entrance. I felt my heart pounding in my chest and I pushed against her. I moved inside of her slowly, not that either of us needed to take it slow.

Hearing her hum, I looked down at her and took in her beauty. Even though she’d been rolling around on her bed for what was probably many hours, her hair was still spread across the sheets perfectly while her eyes were still beaming.

“Faster.” She said, and I found myself wanting to do exactly as she asked. I took a hold of her hands and let our fingers intertwine like vines running over each other. I felt her tight as I pushed my hips further into her.

“So, so tight.” I whispered when I felt her around me for the first time in so long. “I missed you so much.”

“..I’ve missed you too.” She whispered, and for some reason, it caused me to pull out and slam my hips against hers. I adored the idea that she’d been missing me.

“Fuck,” I whispered, feeling the air becoming hotter around me when she wrapped her legs around my waist. I found a rhythm to roll my hips and stuck with it as she moaned softly. “Do you like that? You know I love pleasuring you.” I leaned down and kissed the bump of her collarbone. Since my hands had let go of hers, she moved her fingers across my shoulders.

“Justin,” She gasped. “Faster.” She spoke through gritted teeth and I grinned.

“‘Faster’, what? Come on, [Y/N].” I said, already feeling my hips wanting to move faster. “Beg me. You know I love hearing you beg for my cock.” I nipped her neck with my teeth.

“Just fuck me faster, Justin.” She spat at me and I couldn’t help but bring my hand to her thigh forcefully. She gasped and gripped the sheets.

“C'mon. Beg for it.” I watched her face as I slammed into her. Pure beauty.

“J-Justin, please.” She whined, letting her back arch off the bed.

“Hm.” Closing my eyes, I picked up the speed of my hips. I felt her legs tightening around my waist and I couldn’t help but move my hand and run it up and down her soft skin.

The feeling of having her around me was something that I couldn’t help but crave. I wanted more and more of it. Determined, I moved my hands to the space above her shoulders and beside her head. I thrusted into her every other second.

“Oh my God.” She breathed heavily and I felt the air hit my face.

“Shit, baby.” I spat. “You drive me insane.”

She opened her eyes and looked at me, her hands didn’t stop clutching the sheets, however. “You just called me ‘baby’, you never call me that when we fuck.”

I felt my heart beating fast as I was only just realising that myself. I let my lips hit to her forehead. “Get used to it, babygirl.”

Her cheeks had turned into two cherry tomatoes as she tried to hide the small smile forming on her lips, I grinned instantly. It fell almost instantly when I felt my stomach tighten.

“Please tell me you’re ready to cum.” I panted. “I want you to cum with me.”

“I-I’m close. Fuck.”

“Is this better than time alone with your beloved vibrator?” I asked. “I know I make you cum so much harder than those toys ever could.” My hand met her right boob and I squeezed it softly, making sure my hand stimulated her nipples teasingly.

“J-Justin-”

“Oh, fuck. Baby, cum for me. Do it now. I don’t care if you’re not ready, I want your cum on my dick now. Cum.” I spoke rapidly, feeling my orgasm sneak up on me and take over my body all of a sudden.

We came together. Just like we used to. My hand fell into her hair and I tugged on it as she came around me while she dug her nails into the flesh on my back. I almost whimpered at the pain turning into pleasure. I felt her clenching around me and it only made me pound into her with more force through her orgasm.

“Fuck,” My vision became clear when I was left to pant.

“Holy shit.” She mumbled as she relaxed.

“How many orgasms have you had tonight?” My chest heaved as I smirked down at her, I ran a hand through my hair.

She grinned up at me. “Four.”

I fell into her again. I let my lips - that were still formed into a smirk - hit her neck. “Lucky girl.” I muttered.

We were silent then; neither of us spoke. I let my index finger run around in circles on her naked hip. She ran a hand through my hair.

“Hey.” I said, cringing as the silence was shattered.

“Hm?”

“I’m leaving my girl for you. Does that mean you’re going to stop fucking other guys? Because like I said, I don’t like knowing you’re getting pleasure on the side.” I didn’t want to look up at her but she took so long to reply that I wasn’t sure if she had heard me.

She sighed, confusing me. “I guess that now you’re actually going ahead with this, it’d be unfair for me to keep it up so yeah, I’ll stop.”

I felt my body relax at her words, and I couldn’t help but pull her closer. “I can’t wait to be exclusive fuck buddies.” I whispered in her ear, I noticed her shiver. “This means I get to call you for a late night fuck whenever I want, and fuck you anywhere in this house that I want. I’m going to fuck you on the counter, on your dining room table, on your coffee table, and bring you all the way up those stairs to fuck you again, right here.” I rasped.

“I can put you down whenever, wherever I want. I’m gonna take it all out on you.” I muttered before letting my lips fall to her jaw where I left wet, open-mouthed kisses.

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Just Dancing

// In which Justin and Y/N fuck in a club //

*Warning Mature Content*

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“Happy birthday to Atifa! Happy birthday to youuu!” We all screamed out and cheered as my best friend took her birthday cake shots. She downed five back to back before blowing out the tiny candle on top of the cake I had made for her. We all cheered yet again once the tiny flickers of light turned into nothing more than a smoking memory. I watched with a smile on my face as Atifa turned away from her desert to give Za, her boyfriend of four years, a kiss.

Za is truely a good boyfriend. A few days ago he flew out Atifa and I to celebrate a week of birthday festivities. Today, being her actual birthday, we were currently pregaming before going to the the small celebration that Za had planned at her favorite club. Everyone who she was close with in LA was here but unfortunately for me, someone so unbearable was here as well especially considering the pregame was at his house. Thinking of the white devil himself, I rolled my eyes at the sound of his obnoxious cackle.

With a scowl on my face, my head whipped around to look at Justin Bieber who was already staring at me from across the room. With a stupid smile on his face, he looked me up and down before grabbing a tequila shot off the coffee table as an act to toast to my body. I watched as he downed the shot and stuck his pink tongue out to lick the salted ring before biting into the lime. With my arms crossed, I glared as he sent a wink my way while licking at his plump bottom lip.

“When are y'all fucking?” Za asked with a laugh. A mischievous smile made a way to his face as he sipped his drink.

“We aren’t,” I scoffed, turning my back to Justin who now talking to Kylie.

“As soon as he found out that Atifa was coming he asked about you,” Za slipped.

“Why is he looking to he put in his place again?”

“And was place did you put me in?” Justin asked directly behind me, making me jump in fright. “Because I know a lot of places… and positions I’d like to have you in,” Justin’s hand snaked around me to pull me back against him. I quickly slapped his hand away and spun to face him. Za excused himself with a laugh as I glared at justin.

“Fuck off,” I sneered, taking a drink off the table to make his presence bearable.

“Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy my touch the last time you were in LA,” Justin teased.

“It was one kiss. Get over it,” my memory flashback to the horrid game of truth or dare. I just wanted Justin to finally let the kiss go and never bring it up not talk to me ever again.

“Not when you look so good,” Justin took the empty shot glass from my hand and set it back down on the table.  

“Bieber, there are literally hundreds of thousands of women in this city who don’t love themselves and would happily give their time with you. Go be with one of them,” I sighed and took as seat on one of the love couches.

“You and I both know that’s not as fun, princess,” he hummed and squeezed into the seat with me, throwing his hand over my shoulder.

“Don’t call me princess,” I tried to move his arm off of me but his hand grabbed mine and held it in place.

“I won’t call you princess if you start calling me daddy,” He smiled at me.

“Justin, your people have already colonized my peoples culture and land, I’ll be damned if you colonize my ass,” I got up but our hands were still linked.

“That sounds like a challenge to me,” he hummed while childishly swinging my arm.

“You are mistaken,” I snatched my hand away and took a seat in another chair.

“I may be wrong about a lot of things but I know for a fact that you want me as bad as I want you. You’re just too stubborn to admit it,” He leaned towards he as though what he was saying was a secret.

“And what lead you to this conclusion?”

“You don’t feel that?”

“Feel what bieber?” I crossed my airs yet again.

“The sexual tension in the air. It can only lead to one thing,” he tutted.

“Blue balls?” I used a high pitched voice.

“That’s funny.”

“Yes it is,” I nodded.

“Instead of making jokes you should go ahead and give up acting like you don’t want me,” Justin gave his unhelpful suggestion.

“I don’t want you,” I leaned into him with a smile on my face.

“Quit lying to yourself,” He placed a hand on my knee, his hazel eyes gleamed with excitement

“Quit trying to get with me,” I countered.

“I’m Justin Bieber, I get what I want, baby girl,” He spoke cockily before getting up and walking away.

———–

“Yeah you’re definitely going to have to sit in someone’s lap,” Atifa said with a smile as we both looked to see every seat of the suv full.

“Sorry, I shouldve picked a car that sits eight people not seven ,” Justin fakely apologized as he smiled in the second row of the Mercedes van.

“Kylie, can you scoot over a bit?” I asked the girl who was in the backrow taking pictures with Hailey and Kendall.

“Sorry there’s no room back here,” Kylie spoke after she tested the small amount of space.

“Yeah you’re definitely going to have to sit in someone’s lap,” Atifa said with a smile as we both looked to see every seat full. Kendall, Hailey, and Kylie were in the back , the driver and Khalil were in the front, and Atifa, Za, and Bieber were in the middle.

“Fine,” I huffed before climbing over Za to sit on Afita who immediately squealed in dislike.

“I don’t need the dye from you skirt to rub off on my dress,” was her reasoning for shoving me off of her and on Justin.

“You’re all over me yet again. Last year is rehashing itself,” Justin cooed.

“Shut up and scoot over,” I groaned, pushing him against the door so at least one of my asscheeks was properly seated compared to the other on that was still pressed against Justin’s thigh.

“How much longer is the drive?” I asked impatiently once we had been on the road for at least ten minutes.

“Another twenty minutes if there isn’t traffic, ma'am,” the driver informed me, making me groan. Afita looked back at me with side eyes at the fact that I made such a noise right in her ear.

“So that’s how you sound in bed?” Justin asked. I didn’t react to his aggravating words. “What’s wrong baby?” He bugged me once he realized I was being unresponsive.

“1. I’m not your baby. 2. I’m really uncomfortable,” I muttered. my thigh were tensed up as I supported myself upward in such an awkward position.

“My lap is free,” He patted his thighs.

“No, thanks,” I declined immediately.

“Why babe? I don’t bite… unless you ask me to,” He kicked his lips. I held out until a few seconds later, we hit a bump in the road that made me give in. “Shut up,” I spoke as I placed myself on him. I grimaced to myself as I felt him shift positions so that his hand was wrapped around my waist.

“Aw, it seems like everyone is happily paired up with someone! Me and Tyga. Kenny and Cara. Atifa and Za. Justin and Y/N-” Kylie started.

“Hell no,” I ended her statement.

“Look at you all on his lap,” Khalil teased once he looked back at us from the front seat.

“I was uncomfortable,” I explained myself.

“I don’t think you were uncomfortable when you were making out with him last time,” Afita piped up.

“It was a dare,” I lightly hit at her arm.

“A dare that we both enjoyed,” Justin added in.

“Shut up. You know I hate you,” I glared back at him.

“In the words of Aubrey Drake: ‘fuck me like you hate me’,” Justin gave me an dumb smile that others would find endearing.

“You’re disgusting,” I leaned as far away from him as I could while still being sat in his lap.

“I’m more than disgusting,” Justin made an ugly slurping noise.

“Aw! Love is in the air!” Za called out.

“Drink bleach,” I deadpanned.

“Aw, babe. Why are you so mean to me?” Justin pouted.

“You’re gross, ignorant, ungrateful, annoying, pompous-”

“I love it when you use college level words with me,” He easily brushed of my insults that were pouring in.

“You know what? I’m sick and tired of you. I’ve been with you for like five, maybe six hours?” I turned on his lap to look at him. A look of discomfort was evident on his face for half a second, but I didn’t care. “This is unbearable know I know why I never come to LA with Atifa because I always have to see your dumb ass,” Getting so heated, I was talking with my hands and whole body while rolling my neck with every syllable.

“Aye chill out,” Justin hand was wrapped around me again, making me madder. I lowered my tone to be courteous to the other people in the car who were engaged in their own conversations but, I sure as hell was not done.

“Chill out? Chill out? The only thing you’ve done is bring up that damn kiss that I was forced to do. Quit bringing it up. It was months ago and a dare,” I continued, looking back at him with annoyance.

“Okay, okay,” Justin quickly surrendered, looking strained in his seat.

“Okay, what? Okay, you’re going to leave me alone? Okay, you’re going to get away from me? Okay, you’re going to stop bringing up the kiss? What does okay mean?” I spat off my questions at him.

“Okay means calm down and stop moving unless you want me to cum my pants,” Justin spoke, unembarrassed while I immediately tensed up at his words. I looked around the car to see that no one heard what Just had said except for me. Testing to if his words were true, I readjusted and definitely felt him pressed between my ass and, he more I moved, the harder he got. Moving again, trying to find a position less awkward, Justin muttered something under is breath and kept me still on lap. Finding a thrill in him being so restless, this situation would serve as my way of payback of all annoyance he has brought me over the years.

Khalil who had the aux was casually playing his favorite hype songs through out the ride. Everyone cheered when Drake’s iconic Controlla started. “You like it when I get aggressive. Tell you to go slower, go faster like controlla,” I hummed while dancing on Justin’s lap. I looked back Justin with an evil smile on my face as his jaw clenched while looking down watch my ass, knowing there was nothing he could do to stop me.

“I’m starting to hate you as much as me,” Justin groaned and threw his head back against the window out of frustration.

“Fuck me like you hate me,” I mimicked Justin for earlier, out of impulse, before my mind could catch up to my mouth. His head immediately snapped up and eyes met mine. “I mean-” I was about to clean up my slip but the opening of the car door prevented it. I almost fell out of the car and Justin’s lap when the driver started opening up all the doors once we were stopped in front of the club. I stumbled out and went over to Atifa before Justin could say anything about my comment.

We all entered the club as a group and were escorted to private section of VIP. Our little sectioned off part of the club was the most illuminated area of the whole venue. Everything else was dark despite the strobe lights that flashed on the faces of  those dancing. The VIP section sat high above ground level at we peered down, seeing the crowd go crazy as music pumped through the club.

We sat around the circle booth as drinks were being served to us. Justin, sitting across the table from me, was consistently staring as I danced in my seat and talked back and forth between Khalil and Kendall who were beside me. I kept drinking until I felt all the tension and annoyance that Justin caused in me slip away. Twenty minutes later, I found myself pushing Khalil out of the booth and making my way out unto the center of the dance floor.

I danced. I danced for so long. I dance with anyone who wanted to dance as well. I felt like the center of attention as men and women alike took notice of me and waited for their turn. Each time someone got a bit too handsey or couldn’t keep up with me, I floated to somebody else to dance with. Never getting bored with the feeling of someone’s hot body against mine, I continued to move my hips to the music that shook me.

All too often, I would look up to the VIP to see some of the group cheering me on or engaging in dancing of their own but all in the same, each time Justin was staring down at me with a drink in his hand. Each time I looked up there, his eyes didn’t stray from me once, at least until he couldn’t be seen at all. Shaking my thoughts away from him, Atifa joined me soon enough, with Za at her side. Za and I sandwiched her as he danced behind her and I twerked against her thin. She playfully slapped at my ass as I popped back on her. I kept dancing with them until Atifa turned to kissed Za. I smiled at them hazily before closing eyes and letting the music move me.

It was when I was dancing to Young Thug that, I felt strong hands take hold of my hips. I hummed in appreciation at the fact that this person obviously knew what he wanted and it was me. I rolled my hips against his as my fingers ran through short hair and locked behind the back of his head. The man behind me groaned in my ear before pressed a kiss to my exposed neck. I crooked my head so that his lips would instead catch my lips. At the feeling of them against me, I opened my eyes in surprise as a blue stroke light flashed over Justin’s face.

“That wasn’t a dare,” He spoke in my ear as his hands dragged up and down my thighs, pulling my dress up with it. Doing the only thing I could think to do, I pressed my lips against his again. He moaned against my lips as I licked into his mouth and bit at his bottom lip. My lips trailed down his neck and bit into him. In retaliation to the pleasurable pain I was giving him, he grasped at my ass roughly. I laughed before turning back around to dance again.

I smiled as I pulled at Justin’s hands, giving him permission to touch. Tanking the hint, he moved up and down my legs before settling on my hips. All while I was staring at the beautiful man in front me. The luring smile I gave the man more more than enough invitation dance in front of me. One of my hands moved to the should of the other guy as Justin’s grip on me got even tighter. Hearing the opener to one of my favorite dance songs, I couldn’t help the happy giggle that escaped my lips as Red Nose started playing.

“Don’t hold back,” Justin spoke, voice raspy. Taking his words to heart, I dipped down low and grasps the hips of the man in front of me for support. An aching want bubbled in me as I felt Justin’s hard on for the second time this night against me. Justin’s finger tips dug into my hipbone as to pull me closer against where he wanted me most. I threw my ass back and Justin definitely knew how to catch it.

Justin followed my movements easily as I shook my ass like a red nose pit bull would shake its’ toy. His body was so in tune with mine, it made me wonder how good he’d be in bed. If this dance was the indicator then his stroke game would be flawless. Tired of me leading the motions, he took control of situation and grinded against me as though he was prepared to take me home and fuck me open.

Our hips moved filthily to the beat as Justin’s hands wandered and found his blunt fingernails scratching themselves against my inner thigh. I shuddered from the sensitivity as Justin’s eager moved were more than responsive to my twerking. The man in front of me who I was still hanging onto, was recklessly begging for more of my attention as he started thrusting his hips close to my mouth.

Upon seeing that, Justin snatched my hands off of the guy and pulled me up again. I looked back to see Justin glaring at the man as his hand ran in between my thighs yet again. As another act of dominance, he continued to roll my hips back with one hand and grasped my breast with the other as his teeth bit deeply into my neck all while staring at the man who wanted me as well.

I gasped as he kept licking and sucking while his raging hard on pulsed against my ass. I couldn’t take it anymore. Justin left open mouth kisses that swirled from my neck, all the way up to my upper jaw. My legs went weak at the hazily arousal that imbedded us. I turned back to face Justin and engaged him in a sloppy kiss. We were in our own world as we licked into each other’s mouths and I ground myself against his thigh, building up an even bigger need for an ultimate release.

“Please,” I mumbled against his lips as I started to push him back. I wanted- I needed to be brought somewhere else. Justin moved back easily with my pushes. We got farther and farther from the center of the dance floor. Finally, we made it to one of the walls of the building where very little light was visible. Noticing the convenience of our new placement, Justin spun me around and pinned me against the wall. I whimpered his name as he threw my leg around his waist and used that leverage to ground his hips against me again.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he groaned in my ear before licking at my cleavage. I shuddered and held him down, wishing he could be sucking on my taunt nipples. Justin grunted against my breasts before finally putting is hand inbetween my legs again. I gasped and opened my eyes quickly to see if anyone was noticing our actions.  Feeling high on the fact that we could be caught, made more of my arousal pool into my panties. Taking a look around, everyone was focused on either their own partners or dancing in itself.

Justin put two fingers in front of my face, which I quickly sucked on. Waiting for my nod of approval, pushed my panties to the side. I shuddered as I felt his fingers lather in my arousal for a second before pushing them into me. My one leg that held me up, started to shake as all the sexual tension that built up between Justin and I over the years was finally resolving to something. Justin was quick with his fingers as he rapidly screwed them upwards. It didn’t take long for him to find my g spot considering, I shook violently every time he hit it.  

“Open your eyes,” He instructed with a harsh tone. I followed his command and met his eyes. Even in the dark lighting, I could see how much he wanted me. His eye contact never left mine as his fingers drilled into my center. I whimpered and subconsciously leaned my head back against the wall. In response, Justin quickly took hold of my jaw and manually put my eyes back on him. That demanding touch alone, almost brought me to my climax. I bit down on my bottom lips as I rocked my body down onto his fingers that were bringing me so much pleasure.

“I want you to cum right here in front of everybody,” Justin’s voice racked. His thumb roughly started rubbing at my swollen clit while his fingers still moved in and out of me. His eyes looked down to see my body spasming against his finger as his thumb swiped from side to side against me. My orgasm was at the brink and I frantically looked around at room to make sure no one was watching as I let go for Justin. My orgasm took me as I bit down on Justin’s neck preventing, my loud moans from meeting the air. A squirt if my arousal slipped from me and soaked Justin’s hand, my dress, and the floor alike as my orgasm shook me.

“I didn’t know you are squirter. You just keep getting so much fucking hotter than you already were,” Justin complimented as he pulled his fingers out and a smaller stream fell from between my legs.

“Fuck me, God I just need you to fuck me right here,” I whimpered as I unlocked my leg from around Justin’s waist and I started working to get his dick out.

“Right here?” he asked, his eyes wide at my desperation. I nodded quickly and made him shudder once I pulled his underwear covered bulge from out of his pants.

“Please, Justin,” I begged while grasping my hand around his throbbing dick, making him moan out.

“This is so hot,” he muttered as he quickly pulled a condom from his back pocket. Just as he teared it open and was about to put it on, some random guy leaned on the wall beside us and was way to close for our liking.

“Restroom, restroom, restroom,” I called in his ear while trying my best to help him get back into his pants. Not bothering to buckling it all the way, he covered his crotch with one and hand and dragged me along with his other hand as we trailed the perimeter until we found a bathroom. Without hesitation, he pulled me into the men’s bathroom and quickly directed me into a stall, all while I heard cheers from the men who saw me walk in.

He quickly closed and locked the stall door before pulling down his pants and briefs. I moaned at the sight of his veiny cock that slapped his stomach at its release from confines. He was so much bigger than I thought he would be. I thought his ego was so big because his penis was so small but, he proved me wrong. My mouth watered so bad, I began to lean down just to get a taste of it. “Other time, I just need to get in you,” He pulled me back up the rolled the condom on himself.

I nodded before turning around to bend over and pull my drenched panties off. Not even waiting for them to be half way down my thighs, Justin gave no warning as he slammed his whole self into me. I screamed at the sudden fullness I felt as Justin began to rock in into me. He used short, little thrusts until I grew accustomed to the feeling of his thick cock splitting me open. My hands braced myself against the two conjoined walls of the stall as Justin’s thrusts became heavier and harder. I couldn’t help the little pants of air that escaped me every time he pounded into me.

Justin’s large hands found his way to my ass and pulled my cheeks apart. He held onto them as a way to still me. Eventually, he used his grip to pull me back on his cock at the same time that he pushed into me. The sounds of sex were the only things I could take note of in this backroom. The sound of my wetness, our moans, and the pounding had me at a loss of words as I took everything Justin gave to me.

I hummed in surprise when Justin hooked my leg over his arm and positioned me so that my foot was supported on the little toilet paper stand attached to the wall. I moaned louder as the angle worked for the both of us, even better than before. Justin loving the sound of my pleasure on my lips, used my moans as encouragement to hammer himself into me. With every other second he thrusted in and out of me and hit perfectly against my walls.

“Justin, Justin, Justin,” I whimpered at his name while his sharp teeth bit down on my shoulder. His hand moved down to my pelvis so that, I could continue to pushed back against him at his whim.

“God I’m gonna- are you close? You about to cum?” Justin’s asked, voice strained from our actions. I quickly nodded and bounced my ass back against him while he sped up even faster. I couldn’t help clenched around Justin’s dick that pulsed inside of me continuously. The toilet paper rack, no longer able to support my weight throughout our erratic movements, unattached from the wall and fell to the ground with a loud shatter. I could only focus on it for half a second before I was cumming again.

My cum shot out of me in multiple squirts as my legs shook. I tried my best to support myself with my grip on the wall while all my arousal left my body. My earth shattering orgasm was prolonged by Justin pushing himself back into me and releasing himself while twisting and pinching at my covered nipples. Justin pulled out allowing one last stream of my juices trail out of me and down my inner thighs. Justin apparently couldn’t help but lean down and lick up the cum that was dripping down body.

“So um-” I spoke first after regaining my breathe while justin cleaned me up.

“I always knew you wanted me,” he kissed at my thigh once more before pulling my dress back over me ass. I cringed at the wetness that was pressed against my bottom due to my squirting.

“Anyways,” I tried to change the subject while best trying to dry myself up.

“Kiss me,” He pulled my shaky body against his firm one.

“Don’t touch me,” I reverted back into my old sober and hostile ways.

“Let me take you out sometime,” He offered while buckling his pants. and fixing his disheveled appearance.

“No.”

“I’ll give you my shirt if you agree to go out with me,” He started to pull off his flannel.

“Why would I want your shirt?” I scoffed.

“Because your cum is all over your ass,” He laughed.

“Fine,” I snatched the shirt from his hand and tied it around my waist. After I checked that the coast was clear, I left the stall to fix myself back up in the mirror.

“Tomorrow. 7:30. I’ll pick you up at your hotel. Dress nice,” He hummed from behind me.

“Fine, but no one is going to know about the date or the fact that we just fucked,” I made my terms.

“Fine but, I’m pretty sure our friends will be able to tell considering you can’t walk straight,” Justin laughed as I walked towards the exit.

“Don’t come back to the table for at least 5 minutes,” I instructed so that we wouldn’t rejoin our friends at the exact same time and draw suspicion. Justin rolled his eyes but nodded all in the same. I readjusted my outfit.

“Hey, where have you been?” Kendall asked happily once I appeared back at the booth. Kylie and Khalil were nowhere to be seen but the rest of the group was there. Kendall who never drank much was as close to sober as anyone else was, making it harder to be nonchalant.

“Oh, just dancing,” I shrugged.

“Have you seen Justin?” Hailey leaned her head off the table with a hopeful smile.

“No, thank god. I haven’t seen him all night,” I took a seat the booth.

“But you’re wearing his shirt,” Kendall pointed out.

“Because I did see him once and I was cold so he gave it to me,” I lied.

“Then why is it around your waist?” Kendall raised her eyebrow at me.

“Because once I warmed up, I got hot again,” I took a sip at who’s ever drink was in front of me.

“Hm,” Kendall didn’t seem all too convinced. Soon enough, Justin joined us at the table a table

“Justin! Where have you been all my life life life life?” Hailey drunkenly sang Rihanna’s song.

“Yeah, where have you been,” Kendall piped up before looking at me then back at Justin again.

“Just dancing,” He shrugged and sat down next to Za.

“Aye, You spilled something on your pants,” Za noted a splattered wet stain on Justin’s jeans. My face heated up, immediately know what the stain was.

“No, I  didn’t. Y/N did though,” Justin laughed knowing that no one else would get it.

“She said she hasn’t seen you all night,” Kendall brought up.  

“Well, I’ve seen a lot of her,” He licked his lips and I kicked him from under the table. Everyone looked between Justin and I for a moment in silence.

“You owe me $200! I knew they were going to fuck tonight!” Za exclaimed at Kendall who pulled out her wallet and tossed two hundred dollar bills at him.

“Headass, you never can keep your mouth shut,” I kicked Justin again who erupted into laughter.

“Well I know how to keep your mouth shut and also how to have you moaning my name too,” He cleverly used word play.

“Za, get your friend before I kill him,” I huffed.

“Choke me out with your thighs after our date tomorrow night,” He exposed our plans making the table go into hysteria. Justin smiled at the chaos he caused in our friends. I could do nothing but roll my eyes; I really hate Justin Bieber.

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Sort

// In which Y/N and Justin need to go on a break //

Inspired by Justin’s bad attitude at the Billboard Awards

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“You okay?” I hesitantly asked my boyfriend, Justin, who sat silently at my side. I tried to be discrete with my concerns as cameras scanned across the audience of celebrities that were placed near the stage. I merely glanced up at the stage to see some unknown man announce the nominees for best country artist category of the show.

“Yeah, I’m fine,“ Justin said curtly before changing positions to slouch in his seat.

"Are you getting nervous?” I gave him a small smile then took his hand in mine. He neither held my hand tighter nor pulled away from me.

“Why would I be nervous?” Justin scoffed, picking at a bit of skin by his cuticles.

“I don’t know. I mean, you still haven’t performed yet and you don’t know how many awards you’ve one,” I tried to give valid points as to why he should be a tad bit more responsive to the current situation.

"I don’t even know what I’m nominated for,” Justin shrugged, ultimately showing that he had no desire to be here at all. It made me feel so defeated to know that Justin currently does not even care about his own success.

“You’re nominated for best male, artist of the year, brat-” a parade of applause interrupted my words. Justin and I both turned to the stage and listened as the country artist who ended up being Luke Bryan gave his acceptance speech. After Luke Bryan walked backstage, all the lights turned back on and the cameras panned towards us signaling, that we were on a commercial break.

“Are you ready for you performance?” I tried again to get him to talk.

“Yeah,” was all Justin said though.

“Excuse me, Justin,” We both looked up at the sound of his name to see Rita Ora standing of us.

"Hey, Rita,” Justin hopped up and gave her a hug and smile which is more than I have received from Justin in the past few days.

"So nice to see you!” She pulled him in for a big hug. I glared at Becky, already knowing her game. Refraining from saying anything, I sat as they fraternized. Soon enough, a bunch of other C and D list celebrities engaged Justin in conversations. He was more enthusiastic with them then he’s been with me all day. I rolled my eyes before turning to talk about the best outfits of the night with Kendall Jenner who was sat beside me.

A couple of minutes later, the music started back up signally that the break was over. Becky and the others scurried back to their seats a few rows back as Justin took his place beside me again. After the next commercial break Justin was notified to go backstage for his performance. without a kiss, hug or even a look, Justin made his way past me to follow one of the producers backstage. I let out a sigh of relief once he was gone. Although I love Justin, I couldn’t stand walking on egg shells with him like I’ve been doing on and off again for the past few months. Trying to enjoy the show, I spend my time talking with Kylie and Kendall who were of pleasant company.

Coincidentally, after I finished tell them about the vacation Justin and I took recently, the lights dimmed and the beat of Company started. I quickly turned away from the girls to watch my boyfriend perform one of my favorite songs of his. The crowd uproar led in applause as Justin started the song.

I instantly frowned at the amount of backtrack apparent in the sound. You couldn’t even hear Justin’s voice or really even see him with his background stylistic choices. Justin barely sung and did little dancing as he performed both Company and Sorry. Besides the occasional high notes and dance moves, Justin was like a robot on the stage. His half assed performance left me disappointed as I watched him not take his job seriously.

Justin got back to his seat a few minutes later with the same blank expression from earlier. “Good job, baby,” I tried to stay optimistic about situation. Justin nodded before pulling out his phone in the middle of The Weeknd accepting his Top 100 Artist award, something Justin was nominated for and should’ve won. I rolled my eyes and stared at the stage as more awards were given out and Britney Spears performed.

After running through a few more categories, Ciara and Ludacris became to announce the finalists for the best Male Artist. As they named the contestants, a little clip of each of their work displayed across the screen. I nudged Justin playfully as small clip of what do you mean played. He gave me a fake smile to get me to stop messing with him and trying to hype up the situation.

“And the best male artist of 2016 is….” Ciara took a moment to open the envelope. “The winner is Justin Bieber,” The crowd interrupted to cheers. Justin gave me a quick side hug before making his way on to stage. He gave Ciara a warmer hug that I received before taking the award from her hands and moving to the podium.

“I’m not really a talker, but I’ll say thank you to my family and friends. I want to thank God. I want to thank everyone that believed in me and believes in me,”  He said shortly before holding up the trophy and walking backstage without another word. The hosts quickly took over to move the show along to disregard Justin’s awkwardness.

The show ended and I didn’t see or here from Justin again until he joined me in the car that we rode in. I waited for him in the back seat for at least 40 minutes before he decided to made an appearance. With a random bottle of champagne in his hand, he poured me a glass before taking a swig from the whole bottle.

“Classy,” I muttered sarcastically making him smirk, his bad mood subsiding slightly. “I need to go back and change into my other dress before we head out again,” I informed my boyfriend when he frowned because we pasted up the location for the after party. Justin didn’t say anything but I knew he was a bit upset that I needed to get ready. I tried to get ready as quickly as possible so I wouldn’t worsen Justin’s mood.

“You look good,” Justin complimented from the bed of the hotel room, once I came out the bathroom.

“Thank you. Ready to head out?” I asked as I stuck a room key into my purse. Justin nodded before leading back out the hotel. Fans that surrounded the exit screamed as we we got back in our car. I expected Justin to at least speak to his fans but instead, he looked straight ahead not bothering to interact with any of them. My jaw clenched at his rudeness, wanting nothing more than for Justin to quit being an asshole.

Even at the after party, Justin ditched me as soon as we arrived. I tried to dance and at least look like I was having a good time but it was so hard when all I could think about was my rocky relationship. Drinking more than I normally would, the alcohol eased away some of the pain I was feeling. I kept to myself as I drank more and more. A few people approached me but quickly sensed that I just wanted to be alone.

“Baby,” Justin cooed as he slid in the booth with me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

“Hey, I haven’t seen you all night,“ I gave my boyfriend a soft smile which he returned. I was just happy he payed me this little amount of attention. I was grateful for everything Justin gave me.

"Let’s go clubbing,” He suggested, his eyes glassed over from intoxication.

“We’re clubbing right now,” I hummed, taking the drink from his hand and downing it myself.

“Nah, I’m not talking about this shit. Let’s go. The boys and me about to head out” He leaned in to me to speak. He concluded his proposal of leaving with a sloppy wet kiss to my neck.

“Justin, we’re already here. It doesn’t make sense to go anywhere else. Plus I’m getting pretty tired away,” I wiped his wetness of of me.

“Well then you can stay here,” Justin shrugged.

“I’m not going to stay here all alone,” I immediately protested.

"Then go back to the hotel. I’m not about to babysit you,” His eyes on me hardened into a annoyed glare.

"Okay,” I said nothing more. I could only bare being at the party alone for a few more minutes before I left. I followed Justin and his friends to the car where they were being obnoxiously drunk. They quickly had the driver drop them off at some sketchy club and then I rode back to the hotel alone.

I made it back to the hotel not too soon later with a tired ache in my bones. I glanced around the room at all of Justin and I’s belongings that scattered around the hotel room. All I want is to be alone with Justin in our bed but these hotels could never be a home.

There was no denying the amount of stress the tour was putting on our relationship. And while it weighed heavily on my heart, Justin acted as though he didn’t notice. As if, all the clubbing and the appearances haven’t made our relationship anything but one dimensional. Behind closed doors, Justin and I were shells. We didn’t speak, we didn’t make love, we didn’t- we just didn’t.  

Realizing all the pitfalls of our relationship, tears fell as I went through my nightly routine. My whole life was nothing but a routine as I joined Justin on his tour where he’s began to change. No longer wanting give proper performances, take pictures, or even meet fans at all, I didn’t know what Justin was becoming. Tired from crying and thinking of the insecurities of my relationship, soon enough I slipped off into a light sleep.

It wasn’t until a few hours later that Justin joined me again with the smell of liquor and his expensive cologne filling both of our senses. He clumsily slipped into bed with a laugh and kissed me until I was aware of what was happening. My drowsiness left me as he tried his best to get us out of our clothes. I want Justin and if he only wants my when he is drunk then so be it.

I returned Justin’s kisses before crawling down his body to get a taste of the part of Justin that truly appreciated me.

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“Who are you talking to?” I asked Justin, trying to sound casual as I took a bite of the burger we picked up before we left the city the Billboard Awards was held in.

“No one,” Justin shrugged, not even looking up from his phone as he typed quickly

“What are you writing then?”

“It’s nothing, Y/N,” Justin snapped up at me before walking out of the lounge to sit in the back bedroom of the tour bus. I couldn’t hide the tears that threatened to  run down my face. I tried to distract myself on my phone as my eyes blurred. I was pulling myself together but I wasn’t until I read Justin’s Instagram post that reached my breaking point.

“What the fuck?” I spat at Justin once I got up to see him sprawled out on the bed.

“What’s wrong with you?” His eyes squinted and wrinkles formed in his forehead.

“No, Justin. What the fuck is wrong with you?” I tossed my phone at Justin to show him I was pissed over the post he made about award shows being a waste of time.

“Why are you mad over a fucking caption?” He yelled back at me.

"I’m not mad over your caption; I’m mad that you don’t fucking speak to me. You don’t ever tell me how you feel so I have to find out through your fucking Instagram. How is that fair to me? I’m here with you, yet you treat me like I’m beneath you, like you can’t fucking talk to me,” I let out my frustrations.

“I’m dating you and no one else for a reason. What the fuck else do you want from me?” He snarled.

“Being girlfriend and boyfriend is more than just exclusively fucking each other, Justin. It’s about love and support and communication and you don’t have any of those qualities,” I threw my hands out in frustration.

“Maybe because you’re always bitching about something,” He muttered.

“Jesus, do you fucking hear yourself? I’m here because I love you but you obviously don’t feel the same was anymore,” My voice cracked.

"I do love you,” He spoke just as quietly as I did.

“Justin, you don’t even sound like you were trying to make that believable. Something’s going on with you and if you don’t open up, I’m leaving,” I put everything I was holding back, out on the table. At my words, he looked up at me with confusion and heartbreak. His wet eyes looked over my face trying to find a bluff but it wasn’t there. I couldn’t continue with Justin, with the way I’ve been treated.

"I’m so stressed,” Is the first thing he said, his voice broken.

"And I try to help but you constantly push me to the side,” I took a seat beside him on the bed. My eyes watched the wall and his eyes watched me as we sat together.

"I feel like I can’t talk to you anymore,” he confirmed my fears.

"If we aren’t able to speak freely to each other, why are we together?” I turned to him as two tears fell.

"We’re together because I love you and you love me,” He pulled me to him and held me against his chest. His rapid heartbeat slowed down as he held me.

"I think we’re together because you’re going through so many different things and I’m one of the only stable things in your life,” I spoke moments later. “Please tell me, Justin. Are you still in love with me?” I asked my fear.

“I love you more than anything,” He croaked.

"I think we need to take time for ourselves. I need to be my own person and you need to sort yourself out,” I came to the conclusion we both dreaded.

“Please don’t go,” He held me tighter.

“If we both are in love with each other by the end of this, I’ll come back to you if you come back to me,” I promised the boy that I loved.

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Coconut Oil

// In which Justin and Y/N fuck in the tour bus bathroom //

*Warning Mature Content*

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“Justin!” I pounded on the door of the bathroom. There was no response from the other side of the door as the shower kept running. My phone buzzed again, indicating another text from Scooter was delivered to my phone. After informing him about the situation as hand, I popped other the bathroom door and leaned my head in so Justin could hear me properly.

“Justin!” I called him name again.

“What!?” He asked quickly, sounding startled and tensed the sound of my voice.

“I’m coming in to do my hair and we needed to checkout like five minutes ago,” I opened the door and looked in the partly fogged up to see my hair all kinds of fucked up.

“No, get out!” He protested quickly.

“I wouldn’t need to be in here if you didn’t take so goddamn long,” I snapped back, part my hair into a few sections to oiling my scalp and roots.

“Have you seen my coconut oil?” I looked all the bathroom which is where I knew I left it last before the concert.

“Um… yeah. I have it.. Here,” He handed me my jar of coconut through the hole he created between the shower curtain and the wall. His hands glistened in the light as he held out the jar from the shower.

“Why were you using it?” I took it out of his hand, suspiciously.

“Um…. to condition,” He stuttered out.

“Condition what?” Homeboy barely had any hair left on top of his head.

“Apparently, it will make my hair grow faster. Any other other questions, detective?” He snapped at me. I did have more questions but the ringing of my phone interrupted my train of thought. I answered my phone to hear Scooter immediately going off on me.

“It’s not my fault he won’t get out the shower!” I complained.

“Tell him I’ll be fifteen more minutes,” Justin piped up.

“That’s what I told him twenty minutes ago,” I covered the speaker of the phone before telling Scooter we’d be down in five minutes and hanging up. “Get out the shower because by the time we leave here, there will barely be enough time for the tour to be set up. Just take another shower on the bus if you’re so pressed but, we need to leave now,” I told Justin the situation again as I tried to do something quick with my hair.

“Fine, I’m coming. Shit,” Justin grumbled over the water.

“Can you please get out while I get dressed?” He asked, cutting off the water.

“You have two minutes,” I told him before walking out with my hair looking decent. Looking around the hotel room, I tossed anything that Justin had laying around, into his duffle bag while I waited. I laughed at the sight of an almost full condom box in his bag that I’d definitely be teasing him about. A moment later, Justin came out the of the bathroom wearing sweats and a t shirt, buzzed hair still wet, with an apparent attitude on his face.

“What’s you issue?” I cocked my eyebrow.

“I just want enough privacy to at least take a shower in peace without getting interrupted,” he complained and took his bag out of my hand.

“Don’t catch an attitude when you knew we were in a rush from the start. You could’ve taken a shower on the bus and eaten on the drive. You’re the one who wanted to sit down for dinner then come back to the hotel,” I reminded him, matter if factly. We bickered the whole time as we walked out the hotel room and made our way to the lobby where Scooter was waiting. He rolled his eyes at us but led us out the building with security at our sides. Fans screamed and waved but we quickly made our way to the bus because there was definitely not enough time to talk.

“We should get to the next venue by 3pm. We’ll see if there’s time to stop for breakfast in the morning,” Scooter spoke before going to the staff tour bus.

“It’s about time. Were y'all fucking up there or something? Because that took way too long,” Za asked from the bus lounge we were now in, looking up from his phone.

“No,” I laughed before going over to my luggage that was sat under my bunk. “Are you going to take another shower or?” I asked Justin while grabbing some shorts and a tank top from my bag.

“There’s no point anymore,” He grumbled.

“Okay…” I looked at him, waiting for him to explain but he ignored my stare and kept tapping away at his phone. I rolled my eyes, already tired of his attitude. By the time I finished my nightly routine and came back out, all the boys were lounged out on the couches watching some scary movie on the flat screen.

“Jay, play me in 2k?” Ryan asked, setting up the play station.

“No,” Justin mumbled from the other couch.

“I’ll play you, bro,” Za got up to grab the controllers.

“I’m watching this,” Justin protested, killing the vibe. The thing was that Justin wasn’t even looking up from his phone to even view the movie.

“Fine, we’ll play in your room,” Za rolled his eyes. “Why is he so agg?” Za asked me right in front of Justin as if he was no longer there.

“I don’t know. Justin was just taking a long ass shower and got mad because we needed to leave,” I shrugged.

“Aw bro, you didn’t finish jacking your shit did you?” Khalil cooed making everyone laugh.

“Wait… is that why you had my coconut oil?” I gasped at the realization. Justin’s face heated up but he didn’t deny my accusation. “You were in the shower for like 40 minutes, had coconut oil, and still didn’t bust a nut? Tragic.” I shook my head.

“Shit, he probably over there watching porn,” Ryan laughed.

“What kind do you think?” Fredo asked.

“Definitely hentai with the fucking tentacle shit,” I suggested making everyone laugh.

“Fuck off,” Justin groaned, rubbing his face out of annoyance. We finally dropped the joke after a few more bad puns and Justin was really agitated.

Half an hour later, Za and Ryan resided in the the back bedroom playing video games, Fredo was in his bunk, Justin was still pissy on the couch, and Khalil and I were fooling around on snapchat. Not paying attention to whatever dumb movie Justin was watching, Khalil and I were laid down on the other couch and going through all the snapchat filters. Khalil was playing music, causing me to dance in my seat while we recorded with the puppy filter. Playfully twerking and grinding in my seat, I laughed as I danced to a surprisingly pleasant mash up between A Thousand Miles and Hard In Da Paint.

“Can you please put some fucking clothes on?” Justin asked me from across the tour bus as I was swirling my hips on beat.

“Excuse me?” I picked my head up from the couch I was taking selfies on. Khalil was mute as he looked between the two of us.

“You heard what I said,” Justin spoke.

“Yeah, I did and I’m confused as to why you think you can speak me any kind of way. You begged me to come see you on tour and now that I’m here you gon act pussy? Nah, nigga. You got the wrong one,” I sat up and dared him to try me again.

“Oh look! That hoe Andria from Houston calling. Got to take this,” Khalil got the fuck out of the room while Justin and I glared at each other.

“I’m going to bed,” He stated, getting up from the couch and muttering something smart under his breath. At the sound of that, I shot out of my seat and blocked the passage to the bunks.

“What was that, Bieber?” I lightly pushed him back. He glared at me as he tried to move past me again. A smile took over my face at the sight of him getting more agitated. If he was going to be in a bad mood for no reason, at least I could give him a reason to be pressed.

“Move, Y/N,” he tried to go again and I let him but snatched his phone in the process. “Give me it back,” He tone was short of patience but I didn’t care.

“Come get it from me,” I waved it in his face before holding it behind my back. He rolled his eyes in annoyance but still lunged at me.

“Baby boy, you may be stronger than me but I’m much quicker,” I dodged him and moved to the other side of the bus.

“You know what? Keep it,” He gave up and turned back to the bunks.

“Okay, I guess I’ll just see what you were so focus on,” I started to unlock his phone but I was quickly tackled to the ground. I yelped in surprise but held onto the phone as I tried to get out of his grasp. I tried to crawl away but Justin tugged me back with a grip of my ankles.

“Let me go!” I laughed, wiggling in his arms. Justin quickly tried to reach for my hand with the phone but I bit at his arm before he could get to it. A childish smile took over his face as he struggled to try to pin me down. Gaining a hold of one of my hands, Justin tugged me towards him. He hovered over me for a moment and then he was leaning down. His eyes went back and forth between my eyes and lips as he got closer. Panicking, I turned my head and pushed his torso, knocking over the balance in the arm that was supporting him.

Taking his power, I used his faulty posture to spin the situation around and pin him down. Before he could reach the phone again, I slipped it into my bra knowing he wouldn’t do anything about it. He groaned in defeat and plopped his head back onto the ground. At the sight of him taking the loss, I leaned back in his lap laughing. My laugh was cut short when I felt stirring beneath my ass and a choked out moan left Justin’s mouth. I looked down at him with surprise as his eyes clenched shut while he throbbed again.

“So this is why you’ve been so pressed with me… literally,” I pinned his hands down when before he could move me.

“Just give me my phone,” He spoke through clenched teeth.

“So you can watch porn and jerk off?” I questioned him.

“Yes, unless you’re trying to help me out,” He flipped out position easily.

“You’re kidding, right?” I quirked my eyebrow up. With Justin there was no telling whether or not he was bluffing.

“I haven’t fucked anyone in a month and I was about to kiss you less than thirty seconds ago so, no. I’m not kidding,” Justin watched the changing emotions on my face.

“Why? You have hoes in every city?” I laughed. There was no way he could be serious.

“They’re all too extra. I don’t need to start that Chantal, Yovanna type shit up again,” Justin reminded me of the last time he tried to keep up with bitches.

“They weren’t shit,” I agreed. I wanted to fight them so bad but the boys would never leave me alone with me long enough to start something up.

“I know and this just makes sense. I’m tired of jacking off and I sure as hell know you haven’t been putting out lately. How about we both let out a little steam,” He easily flipped me on my back and pinned my wrists down above my head.

“I’m not desperate like you are,” I denied, ignoring the feeling of his dick hard against my thigh.

“Fine, then give me my phone, unless you want me to get it myself,” I laid there and watched him, calculating my next move. A moment passed without me saying a thing and in response, his hands started at my waist before dragging upwards. His hand squeezed my breast once before slipping between the valley to get to his phone.

“Just this once?” I hummed into his touch.

“Just this once, maybe twice… or a few times. But before we get ahead of ourselves, we’ll have to see round one goes,” he chuckled.

“You’re so cocky,” I rolled my eyes.

“It’s hard not to me. Do you get it? because I’m hard right now,” He rolled his hips into mine so that more of him was against me.

“Shut up,” I spoke before bringing his lips down on mine. This definitely wasn’t out first time kissing but it was our first time with the intent of sex. The kiss was sloppy as we rolled around on the floor, trying to do everything at once. Our lips were locked in a heated embrace but I quickly yanked my head away when I saw Khalil coming back towards us. Catching sight of him as well, Justin quickly put me in a headlock and laid on top of me before Khalil came in.

“Tap out,” Justin called, putting more of his weight on me.

“Get off of me!” I squirmed under him but it was no use against his built body.

“Y'all are children,” Khalil shook his head at us before plugging in his phone to the charger and taking his seat again.

“Tap out and then meet me in the bathroom,” He murmured him my ear. Giving in, I quickly banged my hand against the floor so that he would get off of me.

“Well I’m going to take this victory with pride,” Justin bowed once and walked off to the bathroom. Khalil rolled his eyes before a FaceTime ringtone emitted from his phone. While Khalil was acting like a fucknigga on FaceTime, I snuck away to the bathroom.The bathroom sat between the bunk area and the back bedroom so I peaked in both areas to make shut no one was watching as I slipped into the small bathroom.

I was barely in there before Justin pulled me against the door to close it. His hands and lips were everywhere as he tried to quickly strip me out of my clothes. My shorts were on the ground in a second and his hand quickly found his way into my panties.

I let out little pants of air as Justin quickly slipped his fingers between my slit. Our movements were harsh as our lips smacked against each other’s. His hot body against mine, sent tingles of pleasure throughout my body. I was so unbelievable wet and ready for Justin with such little foreplay that, I had to push him away so that I wouldn’t faint from arousal.

“You wanna know what I was doing in the shower?” Justin asked, leaning against the glass shower wall. I nodded slowly and watched as he pulled his pants and boxers down in one go. His hard dick sprang up and hit his toned stomach making him moan.  

Justin’s eyes watched mine as he took himself into his hand. He shuddered out a pleased moan as he formed a fist around himself. I whimpered as I watched him please himself on full display for me. A shiver racked through his body as his plump lips formed an O shape around his silent moan. His eyes broke contact as his head leaned back against the glass in bliss. As though he couldn’t take anymore, he pulled his hands off himself and looked at me with smile.

“Get in here and do the rest,” He spoke lowly as he stepped into the shower, the largest part of the tiny bathroom. I said nothing as I stripped myself from my clothes and joined him. I kneeled down and gave is raging dickhead a little kiss before trailing feverish kisses up his torso and neck to his lips.

Justin quickly turned and leaned me against the shower wall. My arms wrapped around his next instantly and he pulled one of my legs around his waist and ground himself into me. I let out a loud moan when his fingers were on my most sensitive spot again, this time pushing into me with two fingers.

“Justin,” I whimpered out his name as I rocked myself against his thick fingers.

“Say my name. Tell me how wet I’m getting you,” He finger fucked me harder while his hips continued to roll against mine.

“So fucking good. Fuck me, Justin,” I leaned my head back in pleasure. My head didn’t snap back up again until he wrapped my other leg around him and held me up against the shower wall.

“How much can you take?” He asked while rubbing his cock in my wetness and pressing himself against my entrance. Just that alone had me wanting more.

“I can take it all,” I spoke, looking directly into his eyes with confidence. His eyes grew darker at my words and in half a second, he thrusted his whole length into me. A jolt of air was pushed out of my lungs at the sudden intrusion but he gave me no time to get regroup. With his hands on my ass, holding me both up and open for him, I held onto him as his thick cock moved in and out of me.

“Your pussy is a fucking gift,” He moaned, moving even faster in and out of me. I was left speechless as Justin fucked me in the way I was yearning for. His lips attached to my nipples as he rocked into me even harder than before. I arched my back in response to heavy movements, creating a new angle in which Justin his my g spot every time he moved into me. Trying hold on to something, anything, one hand scaled the shower wall and accidentally turned the water on.

I yelped at the feeling of the cool water but Justin couldn’t be bothered. He held me down on his dick with one hand and used the other to quickly rub at my clit. My legs were locked around his waist as he brought me to my peak. Unable to control anything at this point, I shook violently as my orgasm took over. My jerky movements in addition to the wet floor, led to the collapse of Justin and I. We landed on the shower floor with a thump and two loud moans being released from us.

Never disconnecting from each other, I landed even farther down on his dick then I had yet to be. Justin merely grasped unto my waist and bounced me on his cock wildly as he became even harder inside of me. The shower water heated up quickly and pounded against my back as I rode Justin to ecstasy. It all felt to hot. Like too much but not enough.

“Aye, I heard a loud noise in here you good, Justin?” Fredo asked and peaked into the bathroom. Fredo and I both paused, frozen in shock at the sight of each other through the fogged up shower door. Justin still not having a care in this world other than cumming, pulled me back down on his throbbing dick again before pulling out and flipping me over.

“Yo, what’s up, Fredo?” Za called out his question as Justin propped my ass up in the air and fucked me open doggy style. I earned two smacks to my ass before Justin fucked me harder than before, even though I had only just barely made over my high. Out of it from the overstimulation and knowing I was being watched, I dropped my head and closed my eyes as I took it from the back.

“Yooo!” I heard Khalil call. I opened my weary eyes again to see all the boys at the doorframe with wide eyes. Unbelievably turned on by knowing I’d been caught, I instantly came all over Justin’s dick yet again and my arms collapsed beneath me.

I’m not too sure exactly what all happened next but I do know that by the time I was coming to my senses again, the bathroom door was shut, the shower was turned off, and Justin was wiping cum off my back and ass with a wash rag.

“Aye, you good?” Justin asked, sounding a bit concerned at my current. I nodded peacefully, knowing I was always in a different headspace after being fucked hard. Sitting there for another moment more, I collected myself before drying off and pulling my clothes back on.

“Well that was fun, pal bro buddy friend,” I reinstated the friend zone before stepping out of the bathroom.

“Damn, Y/N,” Khalil called once he saw me.

“What’s up?” I asked, taking a seat.

“Bieber’s dick was up but you took care of that,” Ryan laughed and so dick the rest of the room.

“What are you talking about? Justin is being annoying and gross. In fact, I don’t know any Justins,” I played dumb.

“So you weren’t just riding his dick in the shower?” Za quirked up his eyebrow.

“No, that’s disgusting,” I gagged.

“So that wasn’t you we saw in the bathroom?” Fredo laughed at my denial.

“I mean I was in the bathroom but Jay was HELPING me,” I explained.

“Helping what?” Ryan awaited my answer.

“Helping her grease her scalp. Coconut oil makes everything so soft and moisturized,” Justin tossed me the little jar with a smirk on his face. The rest of the boys rolled their eyes at our lies while I sat there smug, still happy from my dick session.

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Practice — Justin Bieber Fanfiction

This is only the first chapter and the rest of the (sixteen atm) chapters can be read on wattpad and wattpad only 

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SEND ME A NUMBER - AU IDEAS BIEBER ADDITION 

1.“Stop pressing your hard on into my ass, I’m trying to sleep” 2.“That’s my erm…stash of old posters” 3.“Stop throwing popcorn at me” 4.“Come work out with me today” 5.“Can you blow me while I play the new black ops?” 6.“If I let you wear my (item he values) will you be give me a blow job?” 7.“I swear to god if you do not stop kicking me” 8.“Dammit you know I can’t say no to that face” 9.“Can you massage me?” 10.“You used to be a Bieber girl?” 11.“Babe come watch Scandal with me!” 12.“Do I have better hair than this bitch who had a lot to say about me in the press, Justin WAS GUD?” 13.“WHEN I WAS 13 I HAD MY FIRST LOVE THERE WAS NOBODY THAT COMPARED TO MY BABY AND NOBODY CAME BETWEEN US, NO ONE COULD EVER COME ABOVE SHE HAD ME GOIN’ CRAZY, OH I WAS STARSTRUCK, SHE WOKE ME UP DAILY , DON’T NEED NO STARBUCKS. SHE MADE MY HEART POUND, SKIP A BEAT WHEN I SEE HER IN THE STREET AND AT SCHOOL THE PLAYGROUND” -oh hey baby when did you get home?” *falls on the floor* 14.“Why does Scooter have to be such a cock block?” 15.“You look hot with glasses on” 16.“Yes babe I do love you more than Beyoncé” 17.“Boy, if you don’t get you lil mayonnaise ass away from my face….” 18.“Hurry the fuck up I wanna meet POTUS Fitz from Scandal!” 19.“Do you love Drake more than me?” 20.“Better go fix your little…issue”

SEND ME A NUMBER  AND I’LL WRITE A LITTLE IMAGINE

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“You’re hot when you’re sassy”

“AYO SHITHEAD, CAN YOU COME HERE FOR A SEC?” Justin called. Of course it would be him, he’s the only one who calls me “shithead”. I see all these girls on Tumblr thinking he’s the cute, loving, affectionate best friend, when in reality…HOLY POO are you wrong. He’s always calling me something like “shithead”, “bitch”, “retard”, “cootie queen”, “assbutt” or even “fucklet”. I don’t even know what those last 2 mean. He’s one weird pup. But I wouldn’t change that or him for the world. We met a while back and we just clicked. We’re what you call “bestfriends”. We just happen to be 2 individual who are as weird, likes the same stuff and support each other. Anyways, I moved to my previous comfy place on the couch to this room in the middle of the living room and kitchen, that’s used as a mini studio. He uses it when he’s too lazy to go to the actual studio and want to record shit or is just testing new stuff. “What do you want Jay?” –“Does this sound good?” He pressed play on his recording device thingy and I melted. It started with BEAUTIFUL RIFFS I ALMOST DROPPED. Imagine it like the bridge in “Mark My Words” but better. It was just his voice with a slight harmony at the beginning, and then he ended his riff and the background music got louder, playing for a couple seconds. Then his voice came back and the song drifted to this kind of slow but up-beat rhythm, if that’s even possible. This old “2000 Rnb vibe” hit me. That’s my weakness when it comes to Justin; his voice. I always tease him about everything, and I’m not afraid to say my opinion about the things he does, but the only thing I can never argue on is his voice. I mean let’s be honest, he can be dumb at times, but when he sings, it’s truly angelic. I listened to the rest of the song without saying a word. When it ended I stayed silent for a couple of seconds and was brought back to earth when Justin, pulling a weird face, popped in front of me. Literally 2cm away from my face. I left my thoughts in the back of my mind and blinked a couple of times. “Whatchu think?” he said in a weird way. “Wha-Um-It’s…” I tried finding the words. “Pulchritudinous” I finally said. “Huhh?” he said looking like a lost puppy. I let a small laugh escape from my lips, coming back from what felt like a high, and coming back to my senses. “It means it’s beautiful dummy” I responded. “How do you know words like that? Why so much trouble?” - “Because I’m smart and I actually finished high school with a 4.2 GPA, unlike you, who probably lied” – “I did, you’re just jealous”- “Oh yeah? Well I’m still waiting to see that paper, boy. AND 4.2 is higher than 4.0 so even if you really did, I’d still be smarter than you, you dumbsh-” I got caught off when I felt a pair of lips landing on mine. I looked at a Justin, who had his eyes closed. I felt like my mind exploded. So many questions and thoughts emerged in my mind. I didn’t even realize my lips were moving on their own. I finally closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment. After what felt like a 10 minute kiss (it was probably like 3.7 seconds), we both leaned back and Jay being the little shit he is put on a smirk, but I knew that he was shitting his pants. His eyes betrayed him. I know him too well not to know what he’s really feeling, all by his eyes. There was a slightly awkward, more like insecure silence, both of us not knowing what to say or do. We just looked at each other. And at that moment I knew I couldn’t keep lying to myself. I mean, I knew deep, deep, deep down I liked him. Really, how could you not? But our friendship is ours and I cherish it WAY too much to put it in danger. So I made myself forget about it. It might sound like we hate each other, but we’re nice to each other, the whole teasing thing is just for fun. We’re always there for each other and we can depend on the other with our life. We trust each other blindly, sometimes it’s even scary. My thoughts were interrupted when he blurred out- “You’re hot when you’re sassy” “Thanks? I said, more like whispered with uncertainty. He sighted. “Listen Y/N-” Wow he actually called me by my name, it happened rarely and every time he did, I’d hit myself mentally to let go of the thoughts that came with it. “-I just…” He took a small pause. “I love you, and I don’t know what I’d do without you. Literally, you’re the one who keeps me sane and the only one who I can truly rely on and I don’t wanna loose our friendship, but I just needed to know what that felt like. At least once, because it’s what I think about every single second of my days. When I’m with you, when I’m singing songs that are about by you and you’re too oblibious to notice, when I’m in my bed at 3 o’clock thinking about you, and when I’m without you and I wish I did what I was doing with you, because you’re presence is my source of happiness. And I hope we can put this behind us because…” I took him by the chin and made him look at me, and I kissed him again. This time he was the one who was shocked. I let my hands travel his face, holding it. And his hands dropped to my waist, squeezing it. I stopped to look at him and said: “Let’s not”. He simply smiled, which made me smile.

A/N: HII, this is my first imagine and it’s really fucking cheesy and basic cuz I have no idea help. But I hope you guys like it and don’t forget to requesttt 

-Red xx

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Broken Trust.

Hey babee, could you please do a sad imagine where she catches justin cheating on her, then she wants to leave him but he literally begs her on his knees not to leave him with lots of drama lmao, sooo she decided to give him one last chance and he tries to make it up to her?☺️

Your Point of View.

I woke up to the sound of the shower running. I opened my eyes and sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes. I looked beside me and my boyfriend wasn’t there, he must be in the shower. I saw him walk out of the bathroom with a white towel wrapped around his waist, he didn’t even looking at me, that’s all I’ve been getting the past few weeks.

I don’t know what I did, but Justin’s been completely ignoring me recently. He always says he’s at the studio but now I’m starting to believe he’s not. Whenever he comes home, I try to hug him or kiss him, but he kindly brushed me off. At night when we go to bed, when I try to hug him, he just turns away from me. I’ve lost count of the number of nights I’ve cried myself to sleep.

I was downstairs making breakfast when Justin walked downstairs. “I’m going to the studio” he said grabbing his car keys off the kitchen counter. “Don’t you want anything to eat?” I asked innocently, trying to get him to stay for at least a few minutes, that’s all I want. “No I’ll get something on my way, bye” and with that he walked out the door, no kiss goodbye, no hug, no ‘I love you’, nothing. 

Feeling frustrated I took the food I made and tossed it in the trash. I couldn’t take this anymore, I wanted to know what he’s really doing. I was going to follow him and see what he’s doing, I just had a bad feeling in my gut that something just wasn’t right.

I waited until Justin got in his car and back out of the driveway. Once he was gone I quickly grabbed my keys and jacket and walked out to my car. I could feel my heart pounding like it was about to burst out of my chest. 

After about fifteen minutes of driving,  I saw his car pull up next to a grey house. My heart sunk because I knew that wasn’t the studio. I saw Justin getting out of the car and then he went to the front door. 

I saw a girl open the door smiling at Justin. She wrapped her arms around his neck, but Justin kept his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket. I watched with heartache as the girl pressed her lips against his, what hurt me even more was that he didn’t move, he didn’t push her away, he didn’t protest, if anything, he went right along with it. 

My eyes began to burn with tears. I felt so angry, I felt furious, but most of all, I felt heartbroken. I knew something was wrong and I was so much hoping that it was just my mind playing games with me, if only that were true. If Justin didn’t love me anymore why couldn’t he just say it to my face, instead of going behind my back with some other girl. 

“J-Justin?” I stuttered. My voice was shaking. 

They quickly pulled away from each other. Justin turned around and when he saw me, it was nothing but pure shame and shock written all over his face. “(Your Name), baby I-” He started walking towards. Within seconds he was standing right in front of me. He tried to grab my hand but I pushed him away. 

“Baby girl please, let me take you home” he tried once more to grab my hand but I pushed him away, right now I could barely look at him. “Don’t touch me, how could you do this to me, I thought you loved you”. I screamed in his face, tears rushing down my face. I could see at the corner of my eye the girl was still standing on her front porch looking at us but I couldn’t care less. 

"I do love you princess, you’re my everything, please she means nothing to me I swear, please just let me hold you” I turned around to get back into my car when Justin grabbed my arms. I turned around and looked at him with anger. 

“Don’t touch me, don’t call me, don’t come after me, just leave me alone, I’ll have all my stuff out of the house by the time you get back, don’t ever contact me ever again” I ripped his arms off of me and got in my car and quickly drove away. I could see Justin in my rear view mirror standing on the sidewalk with a look of heartache and shame on his face but I didn’t care, he doesn’t deserve to be heartbroken after what he’s done. 

I drove back to the house, which I use to call my home, not anymore. I quickly packed my things, I emptied every single drawer filled with my belongings and shoved them in my suitcase, I didn’t care if I didn’t pack everything neatly, I just needed to get out of this house. I grabbed my bag and ran out the front door. 

I drove for about twenty five minutes to a hotel and went inside and checked in. The lady handed me my room key and gave me a friendly smile. I walked to the elevator and went up to the tenth floor. I got off the elevator, my room was at the end of the hall. As soon as I got in my room, I closed the door and locked it. I immediately fell to the floor and broke down. 

My whole world had fallen apart. I feel like I did something wrong, but I don’t know what I did. Why would he do this to me? Did he think I wasn’t pretty anymore? Was he bored with our relationship? My insecurities began penetrating my mind. 

“Why would he want you? You’re not beautiful. Why would he love you?”

The voices in my head began screaming from inside, I held my head in my hands and sobbed. I felt nauseated, exhausted, heartbroken. After 30 minutes of sobbing I stood up and walked into the bathroom. Leaning against the sink I looked in the mirror, my face was a mess, my eyes were puffy and bloodshot, my hair was so messy. 

“Now you see why he doesn’t want you, look at you” 

I quickly turned away from the mirror, feeling disgusted with myself. I walked over to the shower and turned on the water. When it was the right temperature I stripped of my clothes, even though I was alone and no one could see me I felt disgusted out of my clothes. 

I stepped into the shower and let the warm water run down my body, letting my tense muscles slowly relax. I buried my face into my hands and cried, I felt so useless, so unloved. Despite how much Justin hurt me I still loved him with all my heart, but knowing that he didn’t love me anymore pierced my heart like a knife. I had nothing anymore. 

I stepped out of the shower and changed into a pair of black sweats and a blue t-shirt. I walked into the bedroom and climbed into bed underneath the grey cotton bed sheets and pulled them up to my chin and cried myself to sleep.

Justin’s Point of View. 

It’s been a week since I last heard anything from (Your Name). I’ve been sick to my stomach all week worrying about her, wondering where she could be. I’ve left dozens of texts and voice mails, I just want to know she’s okay.

I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I keep worrying that something happened to her. I know I hurt her deeply and it breaks my heart every single moment. I’ve been the worst boyfriend, I’ve put her through so much pain. I love her with all my heart, I don’t know why I did what I did, I was stupid. Maybe my problem is that I’m to fucking insecure. 

I know (Your Name) deserves better than me, she always has, she deserves the entire world and I would give it to her if I could. I don’t know what possessed me to do what I did, ignoring her for weeks, cheating on her, it’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever done and if I could take it back I would. I just want my (Your Name) back home, in my arms where she belongs. 

I slowly drove down the street, hoping I’d find (Your Name) walked down the street or something, but no luck. I’ve spent every day of the last week trying to find her, I’ve called her phone, I’ve called her friends, my friends, but no one has heard from her, and that makes me really worried.

I parked my car on the sidewalk of some unknown street I was on, I clutched the steering wheel in my hands tightly in frustration. 

“Where are you baby girl?”

I sighed and got out of my car. I heard my phone ringing in my pocket, I quickly pulled it out, hoping that it was (Your Name). I was disappointed when I saw it wasn’t her but I answered anyways. “Hey Ryan”.

"Dude you need to get your ass down here now, I’m at Starbucks and I’m more then sure I just saw (Your Name) across the street, so get down here now”

My breath hitched in my throat. “I’ll be right there” with that I quickly hung up the phone and got back into my car. It took me less than five minutes to get there. I stopped the car and ran out and looked around to see if there was any sign of (Your Name), but I didn’t see her anywhere. 

I saw Ryan standing on the sidewalk and ran towards him. “Where is she?” I asked frantically while looking around. “Justin you need to calm down, I need to tell you something” I looked at him. “What is it? I just want to see her” I begged. He sighed. “When I saw here, she didn’t look good man, she looked so sick, I could see she’s lost weight and she was really pale”.

I couldn’t quite comprehend what Ryan told me. All I wanted right now was to see my baby and hold her in my arms and tell her how sorry I am and I’m never going to hurt her ever again. I grabbed Ryan’s shoulder with my hand and gently shook him. 

“Where did she go? Dude please tell me, I need to see her” I begged him, right now I was completely desperate. He pointed to the hotel across the street. “She went in there a few minutes ago” I thanked him and ran inside the hotel. 

I asked the lady at the front desk which room (Your Name) was in. She looked at me kinda shocked when she realized who I was, I didn’t really have time to stop and chat, I just wanted my girl. She told me where her room is, I thanked her and ran up the stairs as fast as I could. 

Walking the the end of the hall I came to the correct room. I took a deep breath before I knocked on the door. I waited for about a minute and the door slowly opened. My heart dropped when I saw my girl’s face, she looked so tired and sick. She looked so pale and brittle, like she was about to break.

"J-Justin?” Her voice was so quiet and weak. “Please go away” she tried to close the door but I quickly stuck my foot in the door so she couldn’t close it. I felt as she tried her best to close it, she was so weak I could make her fall by just tapping her shoulder with my finger. 

“No baby, please let me in” I begged her. I could feel my eyes beginning to burn, I tried to hold back my tears. She sighed and gave up, knowing she couldn’t stop me and let me in. She walked away from me as I closed the door behind me and followed her.

(Your Name) sat herself down on the sofa, she held her knees up to her chest with her head rested on her knees, it broke me to see her like this, what hurts even more is I’m the reason she is like this. I sat on the couch beside her, I tried to put my hand on her shoulder but she pushed me away. I sighed while running my hand through my hair. 

“(Your Name) I’m so sorry baby girl, I’m sorry I hurt you. After you left I realized what I’ve done, I never meant to hurt you baby I swear, I was stupid. I just thought that I wasn’t good enough for you, and this girl, she means nothing to me I promise, (Your Name) you’re perfect, you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever known, I just didn’t think you could ever be happy with someone like me.”

Your Point of View. 

I had no idea he thought that way. He doesn’t know how perfect he is. It’s me who doesn’t deserve him. He can have any girl in the world he wants and yet he picked me, but that still didn’t give him the right to do what he did. As much as I still love him, he still hurt me, and it’s going to take more than just sweet words to make me fall back into his arms. 

“I’m so sorry baby, I hate myself for hurting you like that. I need you, and I know you need me too, I know I broke your heart but I’m here now and I’m never going away ever again. Let me fix you baby. I hate seeing you do this to yourself, please give me another chance. (Your Name) I love you, please”. 

The worst part is that he’s right, I do need him, I need him now more than anything. Tears streamed down my face. I felt his hand on my face, gently wiping the tears away from my face.

Justin’s Point of View. 

(Your Name) sighed closing her eyes against my touch. She nodded before slowly opening her eyes again, she looked up at me. “You know I need you Justin, I’ll always need you, but please I beg you, please don’t ever do this again, I don’t know if I can take it again” She stressed, her voice sounded like it was about to break. Nodding my head, I kissed her forehead. “I promise my baby” I tried once again to wrap my arms around her, this time she let me. 

I pulled her into my lap and held her against my chest. I could hear her soft whimpers, I gently kissed the top of her head before resting my cheek against it and just held her. Neither of us saying a word for a few minutes. 

“Baby when was the last time you ate” I asked as I felt her ribs. She looked down. “A few days” She sighed sadly. “Baby why are you doing this to yourself?” she gabbed onto my shirt and held it as tight as she could, which in her condition at the moment, wasn’t very tight. 

“Because the past few weeks you’ve been completely ignoring me and I just, I thought it was because I needed to loose weight or something and I didn’t know what else to do, so I just stopped eating”. 

My heart just sank. Taking her face in between my hands I gently held her head up so she was looking at me. 

“(Your Name) you don’t have to loose weight, you’re beautiful just the way you are, but you can’t starve yourself baby girl, you look so sick and weak, I can see all your bones and it scares me. I’m scared I’ll break you if I touch you. I’m going to get you some help princess, I promise we’re going to get through this”

She curled herself up into a ball in my arms and sobbed. I held her so tightly yet so gently. “Come on, let me take you home, to our home”. I whisper gently. (Your Name) nodded her head. I picked her up in my arms and carried her out of the hotel room, I knew she was feeling weak and I didn’t want her passing out. I walked through the hotel lobby out to my car. I placed her in the passenger seat. Jogging over to the driver side I got in and started the car. 

Your Point of View. 

Once we back to the house Justin didn’t let me do anything. He carried me inside the house and laid me on the warm sofa, it was a lot more comfortable than the one at the hotel. I haven’t slept the entire week I was there, the bed and couch was so uncomfortable, every night I wished I was back home with Justin, underneath the warm fuzzy bed sheets wrapped up in his embrace. 

“I’m going to get you something to eat and then I’m going to run you a warm bath, okay baby?” Justin said innocently. “You don’t have to Justin, really” I began to protest but he quickly cut me off. “No baby I’m going to do whatever I can to make up for the way I’ve treated you” he said gently kissing my forehead before disappearing into the kitchen. 

I sat on the sofa quietly with my legs tucked in under me. It felt good to be back home, I felt like I’ve been gone for years, this past week has been by far the worst week of my life, I don’t ever wanna go back to that dark place ever again, I don’t want to be hurt again. Justin and I are going to have to work really hard in order for be to be able to trust him again. 

Not going to lie, I found this hard to write, I don’t really write stuff that involves cheating since I don’t approve of it or wanna try to romanticize it. Thanks for the request, I hope it’s what you had in mind, I tried my best. Hope you enjoyed ♡♡ Thank you so much for reading, xoxo.

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