Started With a Lie

Chapter Six: The Big Mistake

Justin

I was slowly getting to know Madison, and she has a pretty good life. A mother that is apparently a brilliant artist, a father who is a succesful lawyer, and a brother who gets to do anything he likes.

It's kinda good that she hasn't been through tragic events, otherwise she would have way too much baggage.

Okay, now I just sound like a dick.

"So tell me a bit about yourself," she smiled, taking a bite from her cake slice.

This kinda surprised me, I mean, people always think they know me like the back of their hands... But that's just what they read in the magazines.

"Well, uhm. What do you want to know?" I shrugged, brushing a hand through my hair.

"What's your favorite color?" She asked blankly.

I chuckled at the question, causing her to smile.

"I guess I haven't thought about that in a while. But it used to be purple." I shrugged, realising purple could be a girly color.

I ended up blushing, causing her to coo at me.

"Aw, Bieber's blushing!" She cooed, using her one free hand to squeeze my cheek.

I slapped her hand away from my cheek, shaking my head while smiling.

"Whatever." I mumbled, rubbing my cheek.

We continued our small chat, enjoying each others' company. A waiter came up to us and gave us some juice.

But twenty minutes later, I kinda discovered we weren't drinking juice.

"And then, I thought you would punch me in the elevator or something." The now drunk Madison said.

She was currently revealing everything to me. Random things like her feelings, when she gets her period, and why she thinks cheese tastes better than ham.

I tried taking away her cup, but she just frowned and pulled it away from me. She was having her first drink, so I don't blame her for being this drunk.

Take advantage. Do it.

Are you insane? Where is your humanity?!

I shoved my thoughts to the back of my head, grabbing Madison's arm since she stumbled over a bit. If her teacher knew she was drunk, she'd probably get into deep shit.

I pulled her towards the elevator, shushing her since she was becoming super loud.

"Do you like me?" She randomly blurted out.

"Come on." I urged, pulling her into the elevator once the doors opened.

She leaned against the wall of the elevator, closing her eyes tightly.

"You alright?" I asked, investigating her. She had a pale face, and her hands were shaking slightly.

"Y-yeah. Just, really d-dizzy." She slurred, pulling her eyebrows together.