My Life With Justin Bieber

32- Curiosity

Chapter 32

Recap:

Andrea POV

"Oh my God. I can not believe you. You're pregnant... And you're hiding it, from me!" She was pissed but didn't make a scene. She sat in a chair across from me.

"I have a headache, Gorgi, I'm taking five!" She shouted at Gorgi who allowed it. How am I going to make it up to her?... How in the hell am I going to tell Justin that I kissed another guy? It wasn't my fault but still.. I'm wrong, all wrong.

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♥Justin POV♥:

"Hey, kid! How you holding up?" Scooter announced rather happily through the front door of his house. His voice echoed through the whole downstairs.

He made his way too the extravagant living room, where I stood a little anxious. I wasn't really expecting him back this soon. He made it seem as if he'd be busy until next week.

But I guess this is his house....

And considering that he lives here, I shouldn't really be as "surprised" as I feel.

"Hey man!" I replied pushing past boxes to give him our hand shake. He performed our hand shake then pulled me into a man hug.

He let out a small smile before raising his eyebrows dramatically. His eyes traveled from me to box after box after box.

There's a lot of boxes...

I gave a dry smile lightly shrugging my shoulders. Giving a look that said Dude-It's-Not-A-Big-Deal.

"Do I want to know?" He asked sarcastically finally taking a seat on a space on the couch.

"Umm.." I started but--

"Never mind that, I have something I want to talk to you about." He shook his head dismissively and sprung on this new topic. He didn't seem angry but I'm sure it's not good news either.

*Sighs*

"I guess I don't have much of a choice, now do I?" I replied dryly. A hint of sarcasm detectable.

"Nope, not really. Have a seat Justin." He smiled dramatically waving his arm around the many boxes I could lean on.

I took a seat on the big box directly across from Scooter and waited for him to start.

"Alright." I said expecting him to start lecturing by now.

"Alright."

He seemed like he was thinking of way to put his words together. Almost as if not to piss me off.

"Okaaay." I sang sarcastically.

He rolled his eyes amused. Then clasped his hands together and began.

"Okay, business first. As far as I'm concerned I want to keep you on break a little longer. I know you write all the time, always very eager to get recording and whip up a new album..."

I nodded in agreement. Then waited in silence for him to continue.

"So, the team and I, Usher and your mom. We all kinda discussed it and figured it's best that you take some more time off."

"Wait, so--"

"Listen.." He cut me off before I could ask any questions. I hate when he does that that.

"The only reason why we think this is necessary is for the sake of your personal life. I'm not saying that you can't make music and go out.... I'm saying as far as places with an abundance of paparazzi, crazy fans and over the top parties. Are definitely off limits."