Roses are Red

CHAPTER 8

SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING, I HAVE BEEN SO BUSY. MY PAPA PASSED AWAY!! I WORKED SUPER HARD ON THIS CHAPTER SO HERE YOU GO!

YOUR POV

Justin makes me feel so good. Even when we are just texting, he makes me feel happy and he always makes me laugh. Yesterday morning was perfect and the rest of the day was just as good. We had a lunch picnic in the park and then he took me out for a very nice Italian dinner. He really knows how to be romantic.

NO POV

Justin is cuddling on the couch with you. You just woke up and he is still asleep. You slide the blanket off of you and onto him. Your phone is dinging and you walk over to the kitchen counter to see what it is. Twitter.

YOUR POV

What is this picture? 'Justin Bieber, sex partner.' "JUSTIN WAKE UP!!" My heart is racing. The link is me, naked and blurred out, laying on top of Justin and the pool table. 38.0M retweets. The paparazzi must be on high right now.

NO POV

Justin runs towards you with a very concerned look on his face. "What's wrong darling?" He asks, worried. "Twitter. They-- I--. Just look". You stutter out, showing him the picture and tweet on your phone. His jaw drops and he covers his face with one hand. Your eyes begin to tear up and you begin to shake, letting yourself fall into a ball onto the floor. You sob, he slides down the counter and wraps you up. "Shhh, it's going to be okay," he whispers, patting your back lightly. "I love you. We will get through this together. It will blow over soon." He adds. His phone begins to ring and he picks it up. "Mom?" He asks, his voice shaking. You hear screaming and bawling on the other line. "Mom calm down. I'm 24 years old, I can make my own decisions. I am old enough for this. Hell, I have done it once or twice before a few years back. I have known her for a while. She isn't just a sex partner!" Justin pleads.

You run into the bathroom and throw up.

Justin, still on the phone with his angered mom follows you into the bathroom and finds you sitting on the bathroom floor, sobbing. Justin hangs up and sits down on the floor next to you rubbing your back. "Shh it's okay." He whispers, kissing your forehead.

YOUR POV

"I have to go back to my apartment. Megan is wondering where I am and Jesse wants to hang out." I say, slowly standing up. Still weak from tossing all my breakfast up. Justin expression saddens. "You can't just walk out on me now. What about yesterday morning." He says, grabbing my hand tightly. He must not understand. I just need my space. "I'm not walking out. I just have plans with Megan to go to the mall." I say, partially lying. Whats really happening is I have to go to work. I'm putting off the image of a rich daddys girl when really I work for all of my money. American Eagle only lets me pick out a new outfit for free from the store once a month. He kisses my hand, which gives me the flutters, how gentlemanly he can be. "Bye." I say, hugging him tightly. My purse, and clothes have to be somewhere in this giant house.

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"Jesse! Hey. Did you have fun with that guy a few nights ago?" I ask, giggling. "Eh, he's okay. But you never called me about Justin. I have like a huge crush on him." He says, without sarcasm. "Okayyy.. TMI there buddy." I say, giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. He always comes over for coffee on Sunday mornings.

Megan slams through the door as we're finishing our last drops of coffee. "Ready for work?!" She asks excitedly. She really likes work because... she really likes shopping.

NO POV

You give Jesse a kiss on the cheek and stroll towards the door. "Lock up before you leave." You say, throwing keys back towards him. You grab Megans hand and strut out the door.

MEGANS POV

Paisley and I have had a long twisted past. In 9th grade we thought we were lesbian. We dated for a month and I even kissed her once. Turns out I fell for this other guy though. So we broke up and we are still the best of friends. Even though I am dating my current boyfriend Mike and Pais is probably going to end up dating Justin, I still feel like she wants me. I must just be paranoid. I love my job, American Eagle is great and pays well. Plus, the free clothes every month rock!

YOUR POV

I want to be good friends with Megan, just friends. Today I am working partially at my job at M.A.C and partially at AE. I am a makeup artist, which pays decent and I ring up people at the cash register which also pays decent.

'CLICK CLICK DING'

"OH MY GOD JUSTIN BIEBER!!" screaming girls come running through the door. Why is he here? I have to hide! He can't see me, a 23 year old girl working at a mall store. But it's too late. "Babe!" He says, jumping over the counter and into my arms. "I hoped I would catch you before you left work." He adds. How did he know i was here? Oh wait.. Instagram. I posted it on Instagram. Oh how I'm embarrased. But that thought doesn't last long because he wraps me up in his arms and plants a hard kiss on my lips. All the girls go absolutely wild, snapping pictures and screaming. As he asks for acception of his tongue entering, I deny. "We're in public, stop." I say, giggling and pushing him away. He kisses me one more time, on the tip of my nose. "I have a half an hour left of work, go please get those girls out there." I say, pointing to the locked American Eagle doors, with guards standing in front of them. Justin smiles and hops back over the counter, motioning for the guards to open the door. The girls run towards him and begin snapping pictures, asking questions. Justin takes a few pictures with fans and signs a few autographs while I stand here being bored and meek, ringing up peoples purchases. While I'm waiting for the next person to step up in line I notice Justins crazy outfit. Don't get me wrong, I think he can pull anything off and still look sexy. Today he is wearing zebra print harem pants, rolled up and a white v-neck top. He adds rainbow socks, a red studded fedora, and a gold chain with the letter "P" on it. It's obviously either for Paisley or Pattie. "You can go Paisley!" my boss shouts from behind me. She hands me an envelope with my name on it, obviously a paycheck. Most of the girls have left by now and its just Justin, me and a few other girls. The guards push them out of the way as I walk up. Justin turns around, licks his lips and grins at me devilishly. I love it when he does that.