Last but Not Least | Justin Bieber |

Finding Out

| Olivia |

Justin paid for everything. I mean, when I got back in the car, as a thank you, I let him drive.

"Why?" he asked as he pulled out of the Olive Garden parking lot so we could go get Brianna, and so I can get my car.

"Cause." I said. "You paid for everything, Justin." He shrugged.

"Isn't that what men do?"

"So now your sexist?"

"What?" he asked. "Now your putting words in my mouth!" I laughed.

"I'm joking." I punched his arm. "Can't take a joke?" He gave me a smirk, and hit me back. "Um..ouch!" I yelled, shocked he hit me.

"What?" Justin asked.

"You freakin hit me." I said. "What was that for?"

"You hit me." Justin muttered.

"What are we? Five?" I asked, rubbing my arm where it was now turning red. Justin looked at me through the rear view mirror.

"I didn't mean to hit you hard." he said, and patted my shoulder. I laughed.

"Your fine." I said, and looked out the window.

"You have fun?" Justin asked after a few awckward moments of silence.

"Yea, I guess." I said. "Alls we did is eat and talk."

"I call that fun." Justin said. "A good meal, and a good person to have a decent conversation with."

I nodded, laughing. "I'm sure everyone else justs blows you away with all the facts they know about you, don't they."

"Yes!" Justin said.

"I was joking." I added.

"I'm not." he said, laughing. "Litterally. They even know what blood type I am. Even I don't know that."

"Really?" I asked.

"Well..now I do." he said, laughing. I rolled my eyes, and continued to look out the car window. As we approached the building the party was at, I could already see the red and blue headlights flashing in the parking lot.

"What the crap." I muttered, and unbuckled as Justin parked on the curb a few blocks past the building. We walked up towards the nearest officer, and asked what was wrong. He seemed shocked to see Justin Bieber with a regular person, but quickly brushed it off.

"Someone called the cops, saying there were drugs and acholole being distributed at this party, and when we got here, two girls were on the floor, going at each other." I had a gut feeling one of them was Brianna.

"Have they been taken into custody yet?" Justin asked. The officer shook his head and pointed to a police car with a girl in the back seat, head against the front seat of the car. I walked over, and tapped on the window. She looked up, and gave me a weak smile.

"What the hell were you thinking?" I asked.

"Well.." Brianna paused, trying to think of an excuse. "She made me mad. Being all over Drake like a lost puppy." I smiled.

"And she made you upset. Which I should have beaten she shiznit out of Drake instead of her ugly butt, but she hit me first." I laughed.

"Thanks for defending, but your gonna get hauled off to jail.."

"i'll bail her out." Justin said suddenly. "Can't cost that much. I've got enough money."

I gave him a disbelieving look. "Really?" Justin shrugged. "That's really...nice of you."