I'm Not Sorry: A Justin Bieber Fan Fiction

Twenty Nine

♥ l a u g h s ♥

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"Oh, right, and there's this time, he was about four? Yeah, I was painting on a board, and he grabbed the paint and started painting on himself. He was colorful!" Jeremy laughed, but continued. "And he said, daddy, can I paint my teeth and tongue?" Jeremy laughed harder.

Erin was nowhere to be seen and Justin was right beside me, pulling a face.

"Okay Dad, enough humiliation," Justin grunted and ran his fingers through his hair.

I was laughing so hard, if you didn't know me, you might've mistaken me as some crazy person, drunk and retarded.

"Justin, you have to admit, it was pretty hilarious!" Jeremy grinned widely towards Justin.

Justin thought for a while. "Pfft," a small grin crept onto his lips. "but it's me, and my baby stories. I don't think it's that much of a hilarious thing. It's pretty much humiliating instead," he shrugged and hid his face in my hair.

"So, Justine, when did you meet Justin?" Jeremy asked with a smile.

He seems so interested. But I can't blame him, really. Justin's his first, and oldest son. Makes sense, huh?

"Wait, who are you talking to?" I asked.

"You," Jeremy chuckled.

"Dad, is it a cliché thing to ask that question?" Justin mumbled.

I elbowed him. "Oh, right, well, first when my mom met him," I shrugged.

"I heard you hated each other."

"I didn't!" Justin straightened himself. "She hated me."

"Yeah, I indeed did," I paused and laughed a little. "Did you realize he sounds like a - never mind," I smiled.

Jeremy asked me to lean forward so I did and leaned on my elbows support.

"Like a duck?" He whispered.

I leaned back and slapped my thigh, laughing harder as ever. "Glad someone understands it like I do, high five!" I raised my hand and held it out.

Jeremy laughed quite hard, and high-fived me back.

"I sound like a what?" Justin asked with his brows furrowed, sounding like he was offended.

"A -" Jeremy got cut off by me.

"Gentleman! A gentleman. You're such a gentleman - I mean - you sound like a gentleman, you know that?" I smiled sweetly and innocently, but the inner me was laughing like there's no tomorrow.

Jeremy cracked up again.

"Are you sure?" Justin lowered a brow.

"Yup! Sure as can be!" I smiled.

He shrugged it off and leaned back on the sofa, resting his arm on the arm rest.

Jeremy mouthed me a few words that I managed to figure out.

He did that because he loves you too much to push you.

That was what he mouthed me, and a wink followed after.

Jeremy is the greatest dad anyone could've ever gotten.

Not that my dad wasn't greatest.

I smiled and leaned back, checking the time on the wall-clock.

We stayed there for quote some time, before Erin came back with Jaxon in her arms, and Jazzy behind her. Jazzy walked straight to me and climbed onto my lap. She sat there for a few seconds, before laying her head on my chest, so I wrapped my arms tightly around her.

Justin laid his head on my shoulder, and I laughed at him.

"Aww, look at that!" Erin said with a touched tone. "Snap a picture, honey!"

I laughed silently.

Then Justin snaked his arms around my waist, from his position.

"Aww!" Erin smiled again.

"One... Two...-" Jeremy was about to snap, but Jaxon cut him off.

"Wait, daddy. I want to be in picture too," he giggled, and climbed onto Justin's lap.

Justin lifted his head, and unwrapped his arms around my waist, to wrap it tightly around Jaxon and scooted very, very close to me, and draped his arm around my shoulder.

I tilted my head a little to the right, and he tilted his a little to the left, so we leaned against each other's head perfectly.

Erin squealed, before urging Jeremy to snap a picture.

Finally a picture was snapped.

"I love you, Boos," Jazmyn mumbled against my chest.

"We love you too, Jazzy," Justin said with a smile, pressing his lips onto my cheek, then on Jazzy's head.

"What about me?" Jaxon asked.

Justin carried Jaxon up and we smiled in response.

"We love you too, Jaxo!" I said with a smile, then Justin and I kissed either sides of his cheek at the same time.

"SNAP!" Erin squealed, and Jeremy did as told.

We pulled away and laughed.

This family was cheerful.

I love them.