~Coming Back Home~ A Justin Bieber Love Story~

My favourite boy.

~ 1 week later~

'You know what mom? Whatever.'

I grab my car keys and walk over to my black leather jacket, putting my arms in the sleeves, it matches my short white shorts and Justin's 'Doing real stuff sucks' shirt tucked in.

'Dont you dare walk away from me young lady!'

I roll my eyes and turn to my mother, a angry unpleasant look on her face.

'Then stop making stupid arguments over nothing! You just started yelling at me because I didn't put my dish in the washer? Are you serious right now?'

'Yes I am goddamn serious! Now go to the supermarket and get a few things for me!'

I roll my eyes, I swear to god, if I was eighteen I wouldn't be here. One more year.

'What do you need?'

I look at her, trying my best to stay calm, although she makes that very difficult.

'I have a list, hold on.'

She runs into the kitchen, taking out a list and handing it too me.

'Dont be too late.'

She hands me fifty and I walk out the door. Can this day be anymore annoying? Maybe I could go over to Bruce and Diannes later, I think Justin's going to be there anyway.

I get in my car, driving down to the grocers.

Even if Justin is there though, I don't want to invite myself, I mean we're closer than ever right now but still.

I step out, walking through the long doors.

Okay toiletries.

I walk down that aisle, picking up deodorant or whatever else I needed.

By the end of the aisle I'm at the bakery. What the Hells with the layout of this place.

Oh my god cookies. Freshly baked chocolate chip, my favorite.

I throw a bag in, that'll do for later..

I walk down more, god this is boring. I look down at the entertainment aisle, finally something interesting.

I scan through the CD's seeing Taylor's latest one.

'Fancy seeing you here.'

I turn my head in the direction the raspy voice came from and a smile spreads across my face.

'Hey' I smile, looking back at the CD's.

'Whats up?' justin asks, looking at the cd's with me.

'My mom sent me out to do grocerys, she's driving me nuts.' I admit, fixing my bangs behind my ear.

'Really? What's going on now?'

'She just yelled at me for no reason, I thought she was gonna hit me again or something, all because I didn't put a damn dish in the dishwasher.'

I run a hand through my hair in annoyance.

'Seriously?'

I look at Justin, concern washed over his perfect face.

'Yup' I pop the 'p' walking down the fruit and vegetable aisle.

'Here let me..'

Justin takes my cart.

'It's alright, why you here anyway?' I ask, picking up some grapes and strawberrys.

'My mom ran out of milk, then she called and said my grandpa got some, so I was about to leave but I seen you.'