A Night to Remember [Justin Bieber Fanfic]

Chapter 5

Chapter 6-

Justin-

Me and Amelia rode in the car together for about 20 minutes without saying anything. Amelia finally broke the silence

"Where are we going?"... Honestly, I didn't even know.

"Good question" I responded.

"Are you mad at me?" Amelia asked.

"Of course not!" I said, shocked. Why would I be mad at her. The only person I am mad at right now is Evelyn.

"Are you mad at me?"

"I was." She was? why?

"Was it because of what evelyn said? You know none of it is true. We've only gone on one... and a half dates, but I feel a real connection with you?"

"How did she know about the woods." I had to tell her. I really never did take Evelyn to the woods, I just told her about the woods on our last hospital visit together. How would I tell her without telling her about my cancer?

"I told her about the plan for our date."

"Why?" Here we go.

"Well, my family really likes her, so they invite her over for dinner sometimes."

SWAG. that was definitely believable.

"Oh, Ok"

Amelia-

I believed justin about not taking Evelyn to the woods, there was just something suspicious about everything. I mean c'mon, I've only been seeing this guy for 4 days and he has already caused this much drama. Maybe he isn't the right gu-

"Hey, why don't I take you out for dinner tonight?" he said with the cutest little smile on his gorgeous little face. Who am I kidding, hes perfect.

"That sounds nice." Just then I got a text message from my friend:

From: Krsti- Hey, Wanna hang out 2nite?

Damn, I've kinda been blocking her out lately.

To: Kristi- Sorry can't. How bout 2morrow?

"Cool. Where do you want to go?" I responded to Justin.

"Why don't we just go eat dinner at your house? I've never been there."

"Alright." YAY!!!! I've been wanting to see his house. Well, we finally figured out where we're driving to.

We pulled into the driveway at Justin's house. It was a really nice house. How did he have enough money to buy this house, at only 18 years old?

"Holy shit." Was all that came out of my mouth.

"I make a lot of money from doing gigs at small venues and stuff. nothing big, but since I'm not a band, I get all the money to myself."

"Thats so cool."

"Well, do you wanna come in?" I nodded my head yes and he led me to his front door. When we walked in, It wasn't like I had been expecting.

It was nice, and clean. Not like a normal teenage boys house, with food molted into the carpets and underwear hanging from the fan.

"what are we going to have?" I asked

"Hmmmm... Lets see." Justin walked over to his fridge and scanned. Out of nowhere he started pulling out about every single thing that was in his fridge. "Lets get creative."

"What do you mean." I asked. All he did was hand me a bowl. No cookbooks, no recipes. Whoever makes the best dish in 20 minutes, wins. GO!!!

Justin put some loud on music in the background while we put together our dishes. We didn't talk much, but we would occasionally look over and smile at each other.

There was only the sound of silverware clinking and bokes opening, so I grabbed the flower, and decided to have a little fun.

While he wasn't looking, I grabbed a cup full of the flower and dumped it over his head and he let out a loud squeal, followed by a laugh.

"OOOHHHHHH!!! YOU ARE GONNA GET IT NOW!" He said while laughing.

I ran on the other side of the island and he chased after me with some whipped cream. I ducked down behind the counter, thinking I was safe.

I looked up, and right then he shot whipped cream all over my face "HAHAHAHA"

I grabbed the eggs off of the counter and chucked them in his direction. I think only one of them actually hit him.

He removed his flower and egg covered shirt and lifted me up over his shoulder, and spun me around in circles until he gently collapsed to the floor.

We were both on the floor, laughing. He hovered himself on top of me and kissed me gently.

Then again, with more force.

We layed there kissing for a while.

He lifted me up so I was straddling his waist and walked over to the couch. We sat down and I stroked up and down his bare stomach, tracing his abs. He stuck his hands under my shirt, grabbing my waist. I didn't want this to stop, but I didn't want to rush things with justin, even though we already hooked up 4 days ago....

"I'm Starving." I said, stopping both of us. He carried me all the way to the kitchen. We took a second to just look at the kitchen. It was a disaster. Neither of us had actually made a dish that looked appetizing.

"Maybe, we should just order a pizza..." Justin said.

"Thats a good Idea"

About 30 minutes later, the pizza arrived.

"Sorry we didn't get to make our own dinner." Justin said with a sad look in his eyes, while he ate his pizza.

"We tried." I said, Making him laugh. wasn't my intention, but hey. "Theres always next time."

"You promise there will be a next time? I really like you Amelia, and I want to keep seeing you."