Date night part two

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"We thought you knew" poppy spoke

"Shit" I said under my breath.

We started walking agian to the bar and Michael ordered our drinks as me and Khalil looked for Justin.

He wasn't at a the bar and my blood was starting to boil. Where the fuck was he?

"You need some alcohol." Khalil ordered two drinks at the bar.

"No, I need Justin." I muttered, frustratedly.

Khalil chuckled and handed me my drink. I was constantly looking everywhere for him.

"Oh shit." Khalil nearly choked on his drink.

"What?" I giggled at his strange action.

"Err, I think I found Justin." I diverted my eyes to where Khalil was looking and saw Barbara and Justin. Barbara randomly just shoved her face into his and kissed him roughly. Justin tried to pull back but she had him up against the wall. She was practically raping him.

"Fucking whore." I slammed my drink on the table. I grabbed Khalils hand and dragged him though the crowd. Once I reached the slut, I pulled her hair and used it to pull her away from Justin.

"*YN- it's not- honestly- *YN just-"

"Save it Justin." I put my finger on his lips.

"What the fuck, get off my hair! Who the fuck do you think you are?!" I still had a strong hold on Barbara's hair not realising my strength.

"Who the fuck do I think I am!? Haha who the fuck do you think YOU are?!" I let go of her hair and pushed her into the wall.

"Think you can get away with kissing every boy you see?! Think you can get away with acting like a slut?! Hmm?! Get the fuck away babe, he's out of your league!" I sarcastically smiled at her.

"Oh, cause your good enough for him, obviously not since he was wanting my sweet ass." Barbara smirked looking at Justin.

" don't lie to me I saw you! You practically raped Justin you creepy little piece of shit aren't you like 23?!

"Yeah two years older than you!" She crossed her arms

"Start acting like it then you dumb hoe!" I grabbed Justin's hand and was about to walk away, when I heard her annoying little voice again.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I cut her yelling off

"No one wants to hear you squeaky, shitty, little, annoying voice, okay?! No one likes you sweetie pie."

"Your just jealous, you know everyone likes me more than your ratchet ass."

"Listen, you know deep deep down, that your just an annoying little bitchy fucking hoe, who has nothing better to do than to go for boys that don't even like you. Now please leave us alone, we don't want to talk to you." I calmed myself down and took Justin outside to a different room so I could talk to him differently.

"Look *YN- it's- it's not what it looks like." He stuttered, running his hands through his hair.

I pressed my lips against his to shut him up. His constant talking was getting on my nerves.

"Justin it's fine I believe you. Anyway, I saw what happened."

"You did." A small smile from relief  appeared on his lips.

I nodded my head and but my lip.

He grabbed my ass in his possessive hands and kissed me again.

"You know everything she said was a lie." He mumbled into my lips.

"It better be or when we get home you'll get your ass wooped." I said and He smiled

"Your sexy when you're angry." He smirked

"I'm always sexy." I flipped my hair to the side making Justin chuckle.

"That's true." He kissed me again.

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