Baby, I would. (Jiall Boran love story.)

Chapter 19

Justin could feel himself fall back into consciousness, as the sun streamed straight onto his eyes. He blinked a couple of times and tried to rub them, but frowned when his arm wouldn't move. He looked down at his arm and, oh.

Niall's whole body was practically wrapped around his one arm, the blond hair lay sprawled out on the pillow next to him. Justin smiled and peppered a light his to his boyfriend's cheek, in an attempt to wake him up. It didn't work. The butterfly kisses continued as he gently tried to pry his hand out of Niall's grasp. After a minute or so, Niall stirred and realized Justin's arm, before shuffling around and falling back to sleep.

The youngest grinned and gently got out of bed, putting a hoodie on and making his way downstairs. As usual after a party, the house was trashed. And, as usual after a party, Maddie lay passed out on the couch.

Justin smiled and threw pillow at her. He only got a grumble back to he shrugged and made his way over to Maddie's laptop that was on the kitchen counter. 

The first thing he open was twitter, which promptly crashed straight after he'd opened it. Before it had crashed, though, he saw that he had over 20 million mentions, which was crazy even for him. What's going on?

Justin's POV

Okay, what the fuck has happened in the past 4 hours that I don't know about? How can I have this many mentions? 

I pull up another tab and search "justin bieber". 

The first thing I'm greeted with is a picture of me and Niall. Making out. On a couch. 

Wait.

That's our couch.

 I look over at Maddie and the couch and my heart starts beating so hard in my chest that I thought I was about to pass out.

Who the fuck took pictures of us last night?

With shaking hands, I clicked on the link and read the article.

     Boyfriend singer, Justin Bieber was snapped making out with, popular One Direction member, Niall Horan, last night at Bieber's friend's house, Maddie Steal. 

My mind started to file through all of the people that I had seen last night and, who the fuck would take pictures of us?

     At one of the famous parties that the two friends usual hold, it seems that Bieber isn't doing much socializing with anyone other than his boyfriend, Niall. An inside source tells us, "I was with both boys earlier in the day and Justin had proudly declared Niall as his boyfriend. And then this happened, and I couldn't not let everyone know!" The insider wishes to remain anonymous, but we know that she definitely didn't hold back on the pictures.

Fucking Kara. 

I gasped as I continued to scroll down at the zoomed in pictures. Our faces were clear as anything, there was no denying this. As soon as I had actually processed all of this, my phone started ringing; Scooter.

"H-Hello?" I choked out, still staring at the article on the screen.

"Justin, what the fuck is going on?" Scooter yelled through the line at me. I've heard him angry before, obviously, but never this bad.

I swallowed and tried my best not to throw up. "I'm s-s-sorry. R-really sor-sorry." I sobbed, as tears began streaming down my face. What have I done?