Roses are Red

CHAPTER5

Justin weerily writes down his address on a napkin before leaving the jam-packed club. "Not in the car Justin!" You shout as he starts to trail his fingers up your legs. "I am driving! Stop!" You add. He is cleary drunk. His shirt is halfway unbuttoned and he is wearing dark sunglasses. "Are we there yet?" He whines, letting out a slight moan. "Almost." You reply seductively, trying not to giggle. "Ooh" Justin adds. Justins big white house is in sight as you say this to Justin. You pull into the garage and unlock the car doors. You grab your purse and unlock the house door. Justin wobbles up behind you and kisses your neck. As you walk through the doors, Justin is attached to you, sucking on your neck. You drop your purse on the couch and begin to unzip your tight skirt. He slides it down and it reveals your very shapely legs and hips. This also reveals your new lacy pink boy shorts you just bought from Victoria Secret. "Mhm" he whispers, making sure to take in all of it while he has it. "We aren't dating though Justin?" You say, teasing him. He gets a very concerned look on his face. "Well we should change that shouldn't we baby?" He replies, playing with the light curls in your hair. "Girlfriend." He adds, placing his hands on your hips. That one word coming out of Justin Biebers lips makes you tremble. Your eyes roll back into your head as you stumble over, but you regain your stability when you see Justin smiling at you and your lovely curves. You proceed to slide his pants off as he pulls your shirt over your head. This reveals your small cupped bra that matches your boyshorts. He pushes you down on the couch. "Leave your pants on Justin." You say, we just met.

YOUR POV

Usually I would be willing to get a quickie from a guy. I know, I'm a slut. But I am young, I don't want to waste time. Justin is different. He is drunk and I don't want him to miss this experience. I feel like I want to be with him in the longrun.

NO POV

"Please?" Justin asks you, making sure to use his puppy dog pouty face. You just continue to rub his abs as he sucks on your neck. "Kiss me more please." You add.

1 HOUR LATER

By this time you have fallen asleep on top of Justin. Justin is snoring and you are half-asleep. The sound of a car door shutting wakes you up completely. You slide Justins tee shirt over your head as the back door unlocks and a short woman walks in. It's Pattie. "Ohmygosh! Hi! I am Paisley, Justins friend from the club." You say, running up to her, sticking your right hand out to shake. "Hi I'm Pattie.." She replies with a confused look on her face. "I know--- i mean, nice to meet you! I was just about to leave." You add. "Oh no, I was just dropping off some fanmail, I'll be leaving." She replies, setting white envelopes on the table and picking her purse up. "Bye Paisley." She says, walking out. 'That was a close call.' You think to yourself. You grab a pillow off of a chair and go through a door that looks like it leads to a bedroom. You end up in a huge room the size of your apartment. "Must be Justin's room," you whisper to yourself. You plop yourself down on the bed and cover up. Falling asleep within minutes.