Baby, Baby, Baby NOO! ||Justin Bieber||

Chp. 10 : Recording

| Next Day |

"Justin!" someone screamed, waking me up. I looked at the clock.

9:00.

"Justin!" the person yelled again. It was Lynn. I threw the blankets off to the side, and ran into the living room, where Lynn slept last night. She held, in her hands, the remote. The TV was paused, and some talk show host was paused on the screen, his mouth wide open.

"What?" I askd.

"I think you should see this." she said, and I sat next to her. She clicked the play button, and the host started to move again.

"Oh, you viewers are gonna love this." he slapped his hand on his desk, and on the screen behind him, a picture of Lynn and me at McDonalds, talking. It must have been before we found them, and ran off.

Then another picture pulled up, a picture of me grabbing Lynn's hand, and getting up to leave.

I knew I shouldn't have done that. I thought, mentally slapping myself.

"Is Justin," he pointed to me in the picture. "Cheating on Selena Gomez, with one of his fans?"

There was a scream out in the audiance, and then a girl ran up to the camera.

"You listen here, Justin is mine!" she screamed. Lynn gave me a look, and turned the TV off.

"Should I feel threatened?" she asked, turning to me. I gave her a small smile.

Her phone buzzed off in the distance, and she got up to retrieve it. She pressed it to her ear, and left the room, talking in hushed tone.

Damn paparazzi! I thought, leaning my head back on the couch, placing my head in my hands.

"No....Brittany....Come...." I could hear Lynn struggling with whoever she was talking to.

"Fine then..I don't care...oh thats real mature." she said, walking back into the room. "Goodbye." she turned off the phone, and sighed loudly.

I sat up, and walked over to her. "Anything I can help with?" Lynn's eyes seemed slightly darker than before, and they seemed to be tearing up.

"Are...Are you okay?" I asked. She nodded her head.

"Yea." she said. "Fine." she wipped a tear that fell from her eyes, and ran to the bathroom, shutting the door.

My mom walked in, dressed and ready for the day. She saw me standing infront of the bathroom door, and motioned for me to move.

"Lynn..." she said. "It's me...Justin's mom...can I come in?"

The door cracked slightly, enough for my mom to slip through, and shut the door behind her. I didn't hear much, just some movements, and then it got all quiet.

Then my mom left, Lynn following behind her. Lynn gave me a smile, and my mom walked over to me.

"Give her a hug." she whispered. "She needs it."

My mom walked off, and I walked over to Lynn, wrapping my arms around her. She did the same, and sighed.

"Thanks."

"Wanna tell me what happened?" I asked. Lynn sighed, and nodded.

"My friend Brittany is a major fan of yours, and when she saw that picture of you and me, she got angry with me, and called, cussing me out, and then calling me names." Lynn looked down.

"She was like a sister to me...sometimes," Lynn sighed.

I gave her a tight sweeze, and leaned down to where I could whisper in her ear.

"I guess she's one lousy sister." I said, and Lynn laughed.

"Yea..." she pulled back, and smiled.

"I'm glad you understand." she laughed, and I did too.

"Oh yea, I understand prefectly." I said, and lead her over to the kitchen, where my mom was frying up some eggs and bacon. Lynn smiled, and took a seat at the table.

"So, what are you gonna do today?" Lynn asked, looking at me.

"Justin's got recording to do today. Wanna go?" my mom asked. Lynn looked at me, smiling.

"Sure, why not." I said, smiling. Lynn smiled too, and her face light up like a firework.

"Yay" she said, and my mom placed our plates infront of us. We thanked God for the food, and dug in.

After breakfast, Lynn and I headed out.

| At the Studio |

"Baby everything that I have is yours, you will never go cold or hungry. I'll be there when your insecure. Let you know that your always lovley, girl..." I sang into the microphone hanging infront of me.

Lynn bobbed her head to the music, and I smiled, knowing that she'd like the song once it came out. Chris sang along with me, and winked at me as he looked at Lynn.

"5 minute break, guys." Chris said, and we took our headphones off, and walked out of the booth. Lynn smiled as I walked through, and I smiled back.

"That was amazing!" she said, excitment clearly in her eyes. Chris laughed, and I wrapped my arm around Lynn's waist.

"Chris, this is Lynn, Lynn Chris." I said. Lynn stuck her hand out, and Chris shook it.

"Nice to meet you." Lynn said. "Big fan."

Her phone buzzed, and she looked down at it. She rolled her eyes, and slipped her ohone in her pocket.

"Lets get something to eat, and then we'll wrap it up." Chris said, and left the room. I followed, Lynn after me.

We stopped for pizza at Domino's, but Lynn didn't eat. Something seemed to be bothering her, but she wouldn't tell me what.

After our lunch, we went back to the booth, and I stopped her in the hall.

"What's bugging you?" I asked, cornering her to the wall.

She gave me a confused look. "Nothing, Jusitn." she said, and patted my cheek. "What makes you think somethings wrong?"

I gave her a look, and she sighed. "It's nothing, really." I nodded, not fully believing her, but I had to go in, so I couldn't argue any longer.

As I entered the booth, Chris watched me put on my headphones, and I gave him a smile. The music began where we left off...

"Girl...cause you are...the only reson I got right now..."

| After Recording |

Lynn was kinda quiet in the car. Every now and then she'd say something, but then let the conversation die down.

When we pulled up to the apartment, I shut the car off. Lynn tried to get out, but I kept the doors locked.

"We need to talk." I said, and Lynn sighed.

"Great," she said, "Wonder what its gonna be about."

"Let me see your phone." I said. "And then you can go."

"Your gonna read my messages." she said. "I don't want you to." I held my hand out, and she sighed.

She gave ot to me, and I let her go.

I waited til she got inside before I started to read the conversations.