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I laughed. "Yeah, I'm yours." I sang like Jason Mraz.
"Hey, continue!" Justin whined.
"Continue... what?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Continue singing I'm Yours," he excitedly jumped.
"No," I shook my head.
"Please? Puh-leese? Pwease? Puh-weese?" Justin did his best puppy dog face.
I laughed and pecked his nose. "Nah,"
"You're not fun," he pouted and crossed his arms.
I smirked and ignored him.
"Please be fun," he faked many sniffles.
"Fine..." I paused. "A... B... C... D... E... F... G...-" Justin cut me off.
"I'm not a baby. Not that kind of fun!" He cracked up.
"Whatever," I rolled my eyes, followed by my laughter.
"How has it been with our Jelena couple, these days?" That person said.
WHAT?! REALLY?!
Fine.
I turned my attention to the television.
"Well, it is rumored that the Jelena couple is off, and the Biebs' is on the market!"
On the market? Is Justin that low? *Weird face*
"Yes, that's right. Now, proceeding to One Direction...."
What the fruck? Justin's not low. YOU'RE low!
"Wow, I'm on the market," Justin joked.
"Yeah, but you're mine," I evilly smirked.
"Oh no, you're gonna kill me," He said in a terrified tone.
"Right... I'm gonna kill you..." I trailed off and slipped my hand into my pocket and pulled out a mini chocolate bar. "Right after I eat my chocolate bar."
Justin gaped. "Gimme some, gimme some!" He exclaimed and tried to grab some away.
Attempt fail.
I quickly stuffed it into my mouth, and chewed on it, and pretended like nothing happened.
I'm so evil, muahahahaha.
"I can't believe you just fucking did that," he roughly ruffled his hair. "It looked so yummy, I was so..."
"Tempted? Yeah, that was my reason too," I smiled innocently.
"But I still love you."
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I'm Not Sorry: A Justin Bieber Fan Fiction
FanfictionHe enjoys teasing her. She detests him for he is annoying. They don't get along very well, and when they do, things usually become a mess. Can you just imagine what would happen if they became an item? I can't, I bet it would turn out far more worse...
