Say That You'll Love Me-A Justin Bieber Love Story

Say That You'll Love Me-Chapter 33

**Nicole's POV**

I woke up the next morning on Justin's chest. I very carefully slid out of the bed, not waking him, and went over to the dresser.

I picked up my phone and decided to call my mom. I haven't talked to her in about a week and I really miss the sound of her voice. It rang a few times before she finally answered.

"Hey, honey." 
"Hey, Mom." I said. "How are you?"
"I'm doing good, actually. How about you?"

I knew by 'How about you?' she meant, 'How's the baby?' I laughed slightly then said "He's doing fine...Through all the throwing up and weird cravings and pregnancy hormones and-"

"I get it Nicole." she said, laughing. "How are you? Not the yet-to-be-born child."
"Well in that case," I said. "I'm doing just fine. Justin's doing good, too. Even though he's to busy sleeping to even talk to anybody right now...." 

"No I'm not..." I heard a voice whisper in my ear.

I jumped ten feet in the air and turned around. "Gosh, Justin, you scared the crap outta me!". He just shrugged and smiled. It reminded me of what a baby would do when their parents asked if they made a poop. I pulled the phone back up to my ear. "Hey, Mom."

"Can I talk to Justin for a minute???" she asked, nervously.
"Umm, sure." I said then mouthed to Justin "She wants to talk to you.", handing him the phone.

He took it and put it up to his ear. "Hey, Lucretia. How are you?" He looked at me. "Umm....yeahh. What is it?" Pause. "Actually I did think about it but I wasn't sure..." Pause. "Yes ma'am." His eyes widened in excitement. "Yes, I couldn't agree with you more!"

I'm confused! "Justin, what is it?" I asked. He just put a finger up to his lips, shushing me...Ugh! 

He listened again. "Yes ma'am, thank you so much. You don't know what this means to me." Pause. "I promise. Thanks again. Bye." He hung up the phone and smiled widely at me.

"Justin..." I said. "What was that about???" 
He grinned. "You'll see soon enough. Come on, let's go watch a movie." he said, lightly grabbing my arm and pulling me into the living room. What is he all smiley about??? Oh, well. Forget it.

We sat down and watched his movie. Apparently he couldn't just agree with me and watch The Crazies. But, noooo! Mr. Superstar just has to admire himself some more! I think imma mess with him a little bit...

I yawned. "This movie is boring as hell." 
He stared at me, shock plastered across his face. "HUH?"
"You heard me." I said. "THIS. MOVIE. SUCKS! But that one kid, right there," I pointed to Justin on the screen. It was at the part where he runs up to Ryan yelling 'Ryan! Hey, Ryan! Hey, buddy!' "That kid is so childish!" 
He fired back at me. "Oh, really? Cause you're pregnant with the child of that 'childish' kid! What do you have to say, now, Miss I'm-Pregnant-With-Justin-Bieber's-Son????"
Aw crap. "You just had to ruin my fun, didn't you?" I said, pouting.
"Yes, because I love you." He kissed me.
"Well, you know what you can do to prove it???" I said, smiling from ear to ear.
"Anything, baby. What is it?"
"Go out to the store and get the pregnant teenager-almost-woman some things to entertain her while she is bored." He scoffed. "What?" I asked.
"You want entertainment, Nicole???" he said.
"That's what I just asked for, isn't it? So, yeah."
"I can entertain you." He pulled me onto his lap to face him and started kissing my neck.
"Forgetting something, Justin?" I asked.
He mumbled, his breath hitting my neck. "Hm, don't think so...." Then he continued what he was doing before.
"I'm already pregnant, in case you haven't noticed...." I said, matter-of-factly.
"Yep..." he said, wrapping his arms around me, pulling me close...well, as close as you can be when you're talking about pregnant people. 
"So?" I said. "You'd be hurting our beloved son if you do this!" 
"Psh, more like helping him." he said, his hand running down my back.
"What?" I asked, confused.
"Sex helps the baby generate and grow faster. I got it off one of those pregnancy websites."
"Don't believe everything you see on the internet, Justy.." I scolded, pulling back.

He frowned and started to poke out his bottom lip. Oh no. He better not. He better not do it. If he does I swear.... Crap. He did it. Justin is using his puppy dog face, staring a hole straight through me.

"Not, this time, Bieber." I said, trying to avoid his gaze.
"Nicole? Do I have to beg? Cause I will."
"I refuse to fall for it."
"Oh, come on Nicole....Pwese? Wiff a cherry on the top???" he said, in a baby voice.
"No." I replied, pushing away the anxiety that almost lead me to giving in.
"Pwese?"
"No."
"Pwese?"
"No."
"Pwese?"
"No."
"Pwese?"
"UGHHHH!!!!!!!!" I gave up and started kissing him.

He smiled between kisses and said "Point 1 for Bieber."

I just giggled as he lifted me up in his arms and carried me back into his bedroom.

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Hey guys I gotta stop it there. It's tornadoes flyin' round over here....Nite!-Alex <3