I Got Her Pregnant (Justin Bieber Fanfic)

Ch. 87 - Casual

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♥ Jamie’s POV: ♥

As of right now, it’s been 2 weeks since Justin has left for the South American tour. I’ve spoken to him a couple of times since I told him about Nathan and he seems pretty shaken up. I can tell he’s really upset, but most of all, he’s furious. I can only imagine the things that would go down when he gets back. Considering there’s something I haven’t told him yet.

3 days ago, while I was still at Ryan’s house, Nathan came back. He said he wanted to apologize for what happened the day Justin left but Ryan’s anger got the best of him and he kicked him out. That’s when we went straight to Plan B.

I am now staying with Phoebe, just in case Nathan decides to come back again or go to my house when he doesn’t find me at Ryan’s. Chaz doesn’t exactly have a place to stay within his long visit in town so he’s been staying over with both Phoebe and Ryan, switching from the two places constantly. Right now, Chaz is also staying at Phoebe’s and they’ve both been doing an amazing job at taking care of me.

“7 days,” I sighed, flipping through the channels on Phoebe’s television.

“Until Justin comes back?” Chaz asked, his mind focused on the PSP game he was playing.

“Yup,” I said, popping the ‘p’. I tried really hard not to break down into more tears because every time I thought about Justin and how much I miss him, I just feel like crying a waterfall. But lately, I’ve been trying to control myself because I’m pretty sure everyone is sick and tired of me crying my eyes out.

“You’re not gonna cry again, are you?” Chaz looked up from the game and locked eyes with me.

I gave him a look. “Why would you remind me to cry?”

“I wasn’t trying to remind you,” he chuckled, shaking his head before returning to his stupid game.

I rolled my eyes and then noticed Phoebe walk in, wearing a casual outfit. I kept my eyes on her for a while, taking note of the fact that she was dressed more of a fancy-casual than a staying-at-home casual and she looked really, really pretty. Prettier than usual.

I let out a small smile. “Hey Phoebs.”

“Hi Jamie,” she turned to smile back at me, before heading into the kitchen real fast.

“Are you going out?”

She poked her head from the kitchen to look at me again.

“Maybe later,” her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Why?”

“I don’t know. You just seem all dressed up to go somewhere,” I shrugged teasingly.

She observed herself on a nearby mirror. “Really? I thought this could pass off as completely casual.”