P.S- I Hate you. *Justin Bieber Love Story*

Fights Fights and More

             Me and Chelsea were sitting in the hour bus holding hands with my fingers laced through hers'. We were both on our phones with the other hand. “Wow, very romantic guys” Ryan joked, walking into the tour bus as I held up our hands laced together. “Were holding hands” I replied, and he chuckled, walking into the bedroom.

               “Can I lay on you” She asked, turning to me, placing her phone on the side table. “Tired?” “I just wanna lay down” she replied, and I smiled slightly. “Your more comfortable then the couch” She added and I layed down, pulling her down next to me watching her place her head on my chest. I rubbed her back gently as she placed her hand on my stomach.

              “Do you wants kids” I blurted out and she raised her eyebrows sitting up quickly. “Relax, I didn't mean let's go fuck in the bedroom, I meant in general” I corrected as she took a deep breath relaxing on me again. “Of course I do” She replied and I chuckled, kissing her forehead lightly.

              “Mind if I take a nap? Im really tired” I yawned, clearly exhusted as Chelsea giggled a little. “Sure” “You can stay here, nice and warm with me or go in the rain and walk around outside” I suggested, knowing which answer she'd pick. “hmm, Tough choices huh?” “Guess so” I whispered, pecking her lips lightly. “i guess i'll stay” she snuggled into me as I slowly drifted off to sleep.

                         I woke up to someone kissing my lips, and opened my eyes to see Chelsea. I slowly shut my eyes again kissing her back softly. “That's a nice way to be woken up” I smirked, as we pulled away from each other.

              Before I could speak she started a trail of kisses down my neck. I felt her soft lips, lightly kissing down my neck as I bit my lip. This girl, had no clue the effect she had on me. It was crazy. I felt myself shudder slightly as she gently sucked at my skin. “Chels” I moaned, as she kissed just below my ear, my weak spot. “My mom, could-” I did a sharp inhale as she continued to kiss my neck.

              “Did I just have an effect on Justin Bieber” She joked, and I chuckled, focusing back on reality, still thinking about what just happened. Pushing the thought of how hot she was right now out of my head. “What was that for?” I asked, and she shrugged. “Just because”she got off me and stood to her feet. “im gonna go see Pattie” She walked off the tour buss, pulling the hood over her head and walking out of the tour buss.

                        “Woah, look at Bieber” Ryan and Chaz took a seat next to me on the couch and focused their attention on my neck. Oh god. “What?” I asked and they continued to chuckled with each other as I went to the bathroom to see the mirror. I looked at a small but noticable hickey. Right there. On my neck.

               “jesus christ” I yelled, and slammed the door behind me. “Calm down” Chaz sighed, and I rolled my eyes. “You know how bad this Is gonna look for me? You know how awful Im gonna get shit talked because of this?” “Well you gave her one...” Ryan started and I looked down at my feet. “She's not famous. It doesn't matter”

                   “Hey guys” Chelsea's voice came ringing through our ears like silver bells. “hey Chels” Chaz said, looking up from his magazine as I drummed my fingers against my knee. “Justin? Hi?” She said again and I looked at her. “Hi” I mumbled and she looked at me weird. “Whats his problem?” she asked, looking at Ryan and Chaz as I stood to my feet.

             “My problem? Wanna know my problem? You and your stupid hickey” I yelled and she stepped back a bit. “You gave me a hickey! Did you think about the affect it would have on me?” I asked and still no answer. “Answer me!” I shouted, and she sniffled, wiping her eyes. “You gave me one too” “It doesn't matter for you! Your nothing! Im famous! People don't care if Chelsea james gets a hickey it just looks like another slut getting fucked by her boyfriend” I shouted, and Ryan and Chaz stood in front of Chelsea, blocking my view from her.

               "Enough Justin, leave her the fuck alone” Chaz shouted, pushin me back making me stumble a bit. I shook my head, realizing everything I had just said to my beautiful girlfriend. I was an asshole. I just called her a slut amoung other things.

              “Chelsea, i-i im so -im so sorry” I whispered, and I saw her in tears now, sobbing into Ryan. I did that? On my own. “Just get out” Chaz sighed, as I just kept staring at her sobbing. I nodded slightly walking off the buss, into the pouring rain, without a sweatshirt. But who cares, im no one. Just some guy who made his girlfriend cry.