The seventh Kardashian~ Justin Bieber

Chapter 9

Nicole's POV

"What the hell was that for you asshole" I said as I ripped my hand out of his, as soon as we got backstage.

"Haven't your mom thought you not to swear, it's unatractive" He said as serious as he could, but you could see he couldn't hold it much longer. I rolled my eyes at his stupidness. Like he didn't swear all the time.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" I gave him an are you serious look, and he just kept looking at me. Oh, he is serious.

"I don't have time for this" I sighed as I walked away, but failed miserably when he grabbed my hand and dragged me behind a wall.

"Oww, what the f.-" I cursed, but got interuppted by Justin smashing his lips on mine. I didn't kiss back, as I tried to push him away, but he only pulled me closer to his body as he wrapped his hands around my waist. I don't know what came over me but I couldn't hold it any longer and began kissing him back and I swear I felt a spark. NO! That could not be happening. Still, my hands found their way around his neck. Why am I even doing this? How can I actually kiss him?

Maybe because he kisses me like a God. He licked my lips as he asked for entrance, but me being stubborn I denied. "Tease" he groaned as his hands found their way to my but and squeezed it. I gasped at his sudden movement and Justin got the chance to stick his tongue in my mouth. I could tell he were smirking by this whole moment. 

I can't do this, it needs to stop. I quickly came to my sences and pushed him away as hard as I could. Wasen't he with another girl at this time anyways, Selena or Hailey or Youvanna or something?

"Nicole where are yo- ohh there you are, I've been looking for you honey" my mom said as she approached me. Thank you lord for saving me. "And Justin is here to" She smiled.

"Good job, Justin. Thank you for stepping in on such short notice."

"No problem, it always a pleasure to help you guys" Justin answerd a little to nicely, cut the nice crap already.

"What is it mom, you said you where looking for me?" I questioned, wanting to get away from him as soon as possible, before I'd do something I'd regret. 

"What was- Oh yeah, I just wanted to say that Ellen have asked you for an interwiew, and I said you would do it. End of disc..-

"BUT MOM!"

"No buts. I said end of discussion, you'll do it!" She said with raised voice, before she took of.

I sighed in frustration as I sat down by the wall, with my head in my hands. So much for a normal life without celebrity stuff. Well technically I'm a celebrity, but I don't like being followed by papz anywhere I go. That's why I try to stay away from all of it. 

"Hey, are you okay?" I hear Justin say as he sit down beside me. Great was he still here. I didn't say anything, knowing if I did, I would start crying. I was at the werge of tears and I don't want him to see me crying over something so stupid like that.

"Nicole, what wrong?" I took a deep breath as I felt my eyes getting teary, no no no.. Don't start crying. I shook my head signalizing I don't wanna talk as I heard him sigh. "Nic, look at me. Tell me what's wrong" he asked concerned. Did he just call me Nic?
I looked up from my hands, meeting Justin's intense gaze, but his face softned the second he saw my watery eyes. Then I just started crying.

"Hey, come here" he said as hugged me. "Shh don't cry. Can you tell me what's wrong?" He asked rocking us back and forth as we still were sitting on the floor, my head against his chest.

"S-s-she i-is" I tried but nothing came out. "Take a deep breath, Nicole, calm down" I did as I was told and took a deep breath.

"S-she is so demanding and d-don't care about what I wan't. They never treat me right, they don't understand that I don't want any of this. A-a-at my school there is this this girl that is a total bitch, she is so mean tt-to me, because of who I'm. I just want to have a normal life, I don't want to go to interwiews and all of this. But my mom dosen't care, she.. she just c-care about her image and fame. And here I'm on the floor crying and complaining to THE Justin Bieber. I don't know why I'm even telling you this, I-I-I.."