I laid on the soft couch as Spongebob played on the flat screen tv.
I suddenly heard the door knob jiggle. I started to freak. I'm home alone and the last thing I want is to be kidnapped
I ran into the kitchen and grabbed a knife. The person finally unlocked the door and I was instantly relieved when I realized who is was.
"Justin what the hell are you doing here?" I asked putting the knife back.
"Woah. Were you trying to kill me." He asked.
"Well it's not everyday justin bieber just unlocks your door and walks in." I said sarcastically.
"Your dad gave me the key a while ago." He said sitting it down on the counter.
"So are you gonna tell me why your here.."
"Right. Did I do something wrong." He asked.
"What are you talking about." I asked turning off the tv. I couldn't take him seriously with spongbob and Patrick laughing in the background.
"You know what I'm talking about Brooke. You've been avoiding me completely. Was it because of the paparazzi or the article on tmz."
"No justin. It's just my parents aren't a huge fan of the idea of me and you, and I'm probably rushing things and I doubt you wanted to date me in the first place bu-"
Justin stopped me from rambling by placing his lips on mine. He help my waist as my arms rested on his shoulders.
Holy fuck this is amazing
He then picked me up and sat me on the counter.
"Fuck your parents I want you." He whispered into my ear.
"Justin I don't want a relationship based off of lust." I said pushing him back.
"Me neither. That's why I'm gonna take you on a date tonight."
"My parents don't want me with you."
"Another question. Why do your parents hate me?" He asked.
"they don't hate you. It's just my parents don't want they're company and my love life to join. And they claim you're a bad influence."
"I'm guessing their taking about my arrest." Justin said looking away.
"Hey, I don't care about that. I know you're a amazing person justin." I said grabbing his hand.
"It just frustrates me that I make one mistake and people judge me completely."
Is justin bieber seriously telling me his feelings as he has me propped up on the counter.
"Well were still teens. Society's job is to judge us. But fuck society."
"Your perfect Brookie." Justin chuckled.
"And don't worry about our date babygirl, I'll figure something out." He gave me and kiss and walked out the house.
What the hell just happened.
