Burning Desire • Justin Bieber

9♕Amsterdam Nights // Loser Like Him

The bright red light of the clock read 12:43 am. Sighing, you pulled the heavy white covers off of your body. You grabbed your phone off of the side table and checked to see if you had any messages. None, just the bright screen of your phone. You sat your phone down and slipped on your socks, then walked out of the room. 

Roxie and Quinn were fast asleep in their beds. From past experiments you knew that the both of them were heavy sleepers. Not even bothering to tiptoe, you walked across the hotel room to the balcony. Once outside, you exhaled and examined the nice view ahead of you.

"What are you doing out here, doll?" 

Whirling to the voice, you rolled your eyes, as it was none other than the infamous Justin himself. You barely knew the boy and he got on your nerves more than your own brother, Bryan. Justin was to the right of you, shirtless, also smoking. He took a drag before continuing on, as you didn't answer his question. 

"Anxious for your boyfriend?" He smirked as he exhaled the smoke from his mouth. You groaned; turning to go back inside, but the thought of him kissing you earlier stopped you in your tracks.

"You never answered my question from earlier." 

"You didn't answer mine." He shot back at you. You took a long glimpse at him. Both of you had unanswered questions for each other. This should be interesting.

"How bout we play twenty questions. You ask me a question, I answer it, vise versa." 

Justin puffed out the smoke from his mouth before throwing the bud on the ground and smashing it with his feet. "Okay…why do you like that loser boyfriend of yours?" 

Irritated, you stomped your foot. "Can you stop calling him a loser?! He's a nice boy why can't you see that?" You sighed. 

"Calm down, stop being so dramatic, baby. I was just messing with you. I now see why you moved to L.A."

After a moment of silence and making sure no one woke up, you turned back to Justin and answered his question. "I like him, okay? We have a lot in common."

Justin stared at you for a bit, his body language giving away that he was about to say something, but he didn't. You could see him move his closed lips as he nodded. "Your turn."

"Why did you come on this vacation?" You asked him. You wanted to put aside the juicy questions for later, otherwise he would get annoyed if you asked him too soon.

"I've always wanted to travel outside of North America. I'm from Canada and I travel quite often around the U.S. It's been a dream of mine to just get out and see the world, so when I heard you all were coming here, I took the opportunity." Not for mom, not for me, but for himself. You thought. 

"Are you a virgin?" He asked, pulling you out your thoughts. You gulped. Now this is the part where it gets juicy. You shifted a little uneasy as you blurted out the answer.

"No."

"Did you lose it to that los-Derek?" 

"Um, no." You said, not meeting his eyes. You could feel his burning gaze on you. When you looked up at him, his mouth was open slightly, probably about to ask you even more questions. 

"My turn, and I get to ask you two questions."

You could see his bushy eyebrows furrow from where he was standing in the moonlight. "Wait, why?" 

"Because you asked me two questions."

"You didn't have to answer the second one." He smirked, chuckling a bit. You rolled your eyes at him. He had a point.