#recommended: Just A Fan { Justin Bieber love story }

Chapter Twenty Three: Pranking Day

Lucy's P.O.V.

I woke up with something hard hitting my ass. I tried to move to see what's going on but i couldn't. I then opened my eyes only to find Justin hugging me from behind so tight, i could hardly breathe.

"Justin.." i mumbled trying to get out of his grib.

"Justin wake up" i tried again shifting uncomfortably in my place.

He mumbled something in his sleep, shifting a little before going back to sleep. "Bieber, you need to wake up right now" i said louder pushing him off of me.

He groaned falling to his side, laying now on his back. "What?" his raspy voice sounded as sleepy as ever.

My eyes widen, falling to his crotch, his huge erection in full view of my innocent eyes. "What..." i bit my lip trying to contain in my laughter. "What is this?" i managed to ask, chuckling quietly to myself.

"What is wha-" he was saying, his eyes following my gaze. "Shit!" he hissed, immedietly standing up and grabbing a pillow from my bed, putting it in front of his 'area'.

I giggled at his puzzled face. He blushed looking down. "I'm....I'm gonna go now...and...fix...this.." he stuttered biting down on his lip as he rushed to the door, making sure the pillow covered him before opening it and almost running out of my room.

I smiled big at myself. Boys and their morning boners.

I got out of bed and slowly got ready for the day. I put on some black sweat pants with a blue tank top and my black sneakers before grabbing my phone, fixing my hair into a messy bun and walking out of my room.

Just as i was closing the door to my room i notice Justin getting out of his room too. He wore some grey sweat pants, some red shirt and his red supras. God, he looked fine.

"Everything alright down there?" i asked, looking at his crotch. I couldn't help but chuckled at the death stare he gave me. "Very funny Nelson" he rolled his eyes as we both got into the elevator.

"Thank you for listening to me and letting me sleep with you last night" Justin was the first one to broke the awkward silence forming around us. "No problem" i shrugged looking around casually.

I still felt weird being around Justin, even talking to him. He just makes me nervous but i try not to show it.

"No. Really, talking with you made me realize some things that i couldn't see before and i owe it all to you" he gave me a big smile. I returned it back while nodding. That's all i wanted to hear from him.

After having breakfast, Pattie and Carin decided to go shopping since it's our last day here. The third show for New York is tonight and then we are off to Miami.

I sighed sitting on a couch in some private room we all had to ourselves. There was barely anyone here. Alfredo and Kenny went out for coffee, the dancers were stretching on the arena and the rest of the crew was nowhere to be found.

That left Moshe, Justin me and Ryan Good on this empty hall. Suddenly Moshe's phone started ringing which caused him to get out of here so he could answer.

"Hey" Justin whispered at me. "What?" i whispered back, scrolling down on my timeline since i was on twitter using my phone. I chuckled as i didn't know why we were both whispering. "Come here" Justin grabbed my arm and dragged me to where Ryan was sitting on a chair asleep.

He turned then my head to the table where three bottles of water were. "No..." my mouth hung open. "Oh yes" he smirked walking to the table and grabbing the three bottles with both of his arms.