My Brothers Best Friend (AJustinBieberLoveStory)

Chapter 25

Scarlett's POV:

“Babe, what’s a boyfriend tag?” Justin yelled from the living room.

“It’s kind of like a questionnaire thing that you do with your boyfriend on video. Why?” I asked, coming over to sit by him on the couch.

“The fans want us to do one. Please?” He turned to me, pouting his lips. I chuckled and kissed him.

“Fine, fine.”

He smiled and started setting up the camera. We sat on the couch as he turned the video on.

“Hello! This is Justin and the always-lovely Scarlett and we are going to do a boyfriend tag! Scar, ask away!”

“Where was our first date?”

“I took you to dinner” He replied easily.

“What did we eat?”

“Spaghetti bolognese because i spilt it down myself” I laughed slightly.

“What was your first impression of me?”

“That girl is perfect.’” He said, grinning.

I blushed instantaneously. “You did not.”

“I did, you can ask Ryan!” I laughed at this, he was just so adorable.

“What is an animal that resembles me?”

“A puppy.” He laughed, kissing my cheek.

“What is my favorite thing about you?”

“My hot body?” He guessed, smirking.

“I do like that quite a bit, but there’s one thing I like more…”

“When I make you laugh?” He tried again.

“Yes! Ok, next question… List your nicknames for me.”

“Babe, darling, baby, dear, love, cutie pie, sweetie, doll, boo, hunny, buttercup, cupcake, princess, sweet cheeks, dove - “

“All right, all right!” I half-yelled, laughing.

“You said to list the nicknames, dear.”

“Oh hush. Name one thing that you do that pisses me off.”

“When I list too many nicknames?” He tried, giving me puppy dog eyes. “No, seriously… you hate when I tickle you.” I nodded.

“Oh, this is a good one, babe. Who wears the pants in the relationship?”

“Mmmm… I think I have a fair amount of control…?” He said almost questioningly.

“Sure ya do, dear.”

“I do wear the pants!”

“Fine, fine. Who is my best friend?”

“Me.” He said, leaning in to kiss my forehead.

“What is my favorite sports team?”

“Oh, I know this one! You have three. The Chicago Cubs…”

“Right.”

“Manchester United…”

“Correct. And?”

“And… New Orleans Saints?” He guessed.

“Yeah! Good job. Last question: favorite music artists?”

“Me! And Ariana Grande, of course.” Justin exclaimed.

He said a quick goodbye to the fans before stopping the video and posting it on youtube and twitter. Within seconds it was blowing up with comments, likes, and tweets.

“Awww, look, they love us!” He said happily, pointing to the screen. He put the laptop on the table, moving me to his lap.

“Do I get a prize for answering them all right?” He asked, nuzzling his nose into my neck.

“Mmm… maybe.” I teased.

“Pwease?” He said in a baby voice, pouting. I rolled my eyes at him, but turned so that I was straddling his lap.

“Did you really tell Ryan that I was perfect?”

“Of course. You are perfect. Everything about you. Your hair, your eyes, your body, the way you laugh, how you kiss, especially your personality, everything. Perfection.” I just shook my head at him. He moved his hands to cup my face so that I was staring right at him.

“Seriously. You. Are. Perfect.” He said, kissing down my neck. He shifted us suddenly so that he was on top, slowly unbuttoning my jeans and pulling them down as I unbuttoned his shirt so that he could shrug it off.

I threw my shirt off while he stepped out of his jeans. He slid down on the couch to kiss up my legs. He made his way up my body, pausing momentarily to slide off my panties and unclasp my bra.

“You are so gorgeous.” He mumbled into my neck, making me blush. “And you’re really cute when you blush, too.” This just made me blush more, but I tried to ignore it. I moved my hands to the waist of his briefs and tugged at them. He got the hint, soon pulling them off.

“I love you, I love you, I love you.” He whispered, slowly pushing into me.

My eyes closed and I felt him kiss my forehead. His hips moved slowly, letting me adjust to his size. I moved my hands to his hair, pulling him into a kiss. “I love you too.”

I whispered against his lips. He continued moving with slow, loving thrusts. It felt amazing, like fireworks were going off in my head and heart. We both found our releases soon, moaning each other’s name while Justin kissed my neck. He rolled over, pulling me into his side.

“Was I a good prize?” I asked.

“You’re the best prize. And have I mentioned that I love you?”

“You might’ve let it slip once or twice… but it’s okay because I love you too.”

“Good, I’m glad we’re on the same page here.” He laughed, kissing my head.

“Me too, baby, me too.” I giggled and snuggled up to him.

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**FUTURE**

Im outside walking around enjoying the fresh air after getting into a fight with Justin when your phone rings.

"Hello?" I hear crying on the other end. "Hello? Who is this?"

"Scar. I need you. I'm sorry for everything"

"Justin?"

"Y-Yes.." He starts crying again. "I know how hurt you are. Please forgive me. I didn't want it to end like this. Give me another chance." I sighed and look up at the sky.

"I wish I could Justin, but what you said to me before you left....I don't think I can."

"Scar! Please!" He starts to cry harder. "Please forgive me! I didn't mean what I said!"

"Then why did you say it?"

"Because....I was mad and when I'm mad, I say things that I don't mean. Please forgive me." I took in a deep breath and let it out.

"How can I believe that you're sorry?"

"If I was sorry, I wouldn't be calling you...or I wouldn't have followed you all the way back home."

"What?"

"Turn around." When i turned around, i saw Justin standing a few feet behind me.

"Give me another chance. Please." I can see the tears glistening off of his cheeks and the redness in his eyes. "Please.." He whispers. I hang up and walk over to him. I gently wipe his tears away and take off his hat.

"Please" He begged.

**END OF FUTURE**

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