Save Me

Ch. 3 - "You were reading my lyrics?"

I opened my eyes slowly, feeling an immediate pain in my head. Looking around me, I was in an unfamiliar room.

It looked like a guy's room, there were Toronto maple leaf posters on the walls and a guitar sitting in the corner by a desk.

I was about to get out of bed, when I saw someone sleeping on the ground shirtless.

"Oh god," I whispered to myself. I slowly looked down at myself, praying to god that I still had my clothes on.

My clothes were on, my clothes from last night actually. I looked at my feet, my heels from last night still on. I took them off, instantly feeling relief.

The important thing was what happened last night and why I was here. It was like my memory blocked out everything from leaving last night until his morning.

I hit my forehead with my palm, wondering how I could let this happen to me.

I was sleeping in justin biebers bed right now, and he was on the ground.

What ever happened to Lauren and where was she? She was probably worried sick about me and my dad was going to literally kill me when I got home.

This was great.

As much as I wanted to get out of there as fast as I could, I wanted to know what happened last night. I grabbed a pillow from beside me on the bed, and threw it at Justin.

He didn't move, not even flinch. I took another pillow, making sure to hit him in the face this time.

"Justin!" I said, throwing one more after I got no response.

"Oh my god!" He mumbled, putting a pillow over his head. "Shut the fuck up."

"Not until you tell me why I'm in your bed right now!" I snapped, wanting some answers.

"You act like its my fault you got drunk and made out with me," he said, siting up. His hair was sticking up in a couple places and he was shirtless, showing off his sculpted abs.  

I would be lying if I didn't think he was attractive.

"What?!" I cried. "Please tell me your lying."

"Yeah, I'm lying right now," he said sarcastically.

I put m hand on my forehead, trying to calm the pounding in my head. "Why would I make out with you?" I asked.

Justin shrugged. "You were drunk."

"But I don't..why don't I remember any of this?" I asked.

"Well you were sitting at the bar drinking a water when Chaz introduced me and then we started talking, and you had a couple drinks," he started.

"But why! I don't drink," I said.

"Yeah, I can tell," Justin replied. "And then we started dancing and-"

"Ughhh," I moaned, "this just keeps getting better."

"And I was pretty drunk too, and I kissed you and it turned into this pretty heated make out session," Justin said, acting like it was no big deal.

"Why do you remember this and I don't?" I asked.

"It's not my first time having a hangover, I'm pretty used to it," he replied, standing up.

"But your Justin bieber, I thought you-"

"Were a little teenage boy who did nothing wrong?" He asked. "I mean yeah I'm a good kid and stuff but that doesn't mean I can't party at all."

He grabbed his phone from the nightstand before taking a seat on the end of the bed, texting someone furiously.

I wanted to ask who, but that would make me sound like a creep.

"I think it would be best if we just forgot about this," Justin said, putting his phone on the bed.

"I don't even remember what happened, so that won't be a problem," I said. "Don't you have a girlfriend?"

"We broke up yesterday," he said quietly. "And I came to the club because I needed a night away from everything."

I knew exactly how he felt, but I wasn't going to say anything.

It was like we connected for a second there, but Justin quickly looked away. I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom quick and then I'll take you home," justin said, jumping off of the bed and walking out of his room.

Making sure he was gone, I looked at a couple of things on his desk. There was a green notebook, filled with all of Justin's songs. I opened it up, reading the lyrics.

I never thought that it be easy, cuz we both so distant now. And the walls are closing in on us and were wondering how..

As I read through the lyrics, I could relate to everything that Justin was talking about. His dysfunctional family was something that I understood and had been through. The lyrics were good, amazing actually.

"What are you doing?" Justin snapped, lifting my head up to be faced with his chest

"Nothing," I said, quickly closing the notebook and backing away from him.

"I never said you could go through my stuff like that," he said, crossing his arms across his chest.

I shifted uncomfortably, tying to think of something to say. Biting my lip, I opened my mouth. "They're good," I blurted out.

"What?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowing together.

"Your lyrics, they're good," I replied.

"You..you were reading my lyrics?" He snapped, taking a step closer to me.

I flinched, moving away from him. "But they're really good Justin."

"That still doesn't give you a right to read through my stuff!" He said, putting his notebook in a drawer. He slammed it shut, obviously mad at me for looking through his lyrics.

"Sorry," I mumbled, shoving my hands in my pocket. "Can we just leave already?"

"Yes," Justin replied without hesitation. As he walked towards his bed to get his phone, I moved out of the way. Justin turned around and looked at me, his dark eyes practically burning holes into mine.

"What's your deal?" He asked, referring to the way I was acting.

"What do you mean?" I replied, playing dumb.

"I take one step towards you, you flinch. I raise my voice, you act like I'm about to kill you or something," he replied, not taking his eyes off mine.

"Do you have a problem with that?" I protested.

"No, it's just," he sighed, "weird."

"Whatever," I mumbled, walking to the door. "Let's go."

*** 

"I thought I told you not to go anywhere," I heard my dads voice from the living room. Ignoring him, I walked up the stairs.

I felt someone grab my arm, pulling my back downstairs, almost making me fall.

"Where were you?" My dad asked as I backed away from him. He just got closer, cornering me against the wall.

"I was with Lauren," I said. It wasn't all a lie.

"You never listen to me," he replied, "and your gonna pay for it."

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