Yours Mine & Ours (Book 1 of 4) (Justin Bieber Love Story) ✔️

Chapter 5: Introduction

- 3 Weeks, 4 Days Pregnant -

Once. Twice. Then straight to voicemail. He had rejected the call. Oh my God. Do I leave a message?

"You have reached the voice mailbox of..." The automated messaging system recited his number, "Please leave a message after the tone." Then a loud and long beep.

My turn.

"Hi. My name is Serrina. I..." Had sex with you, "Hung out with you after your concert in Vancouver a few weeks ago." I'm pregnant, "I've discovered something about that night that I need to speak to you about, so please call me when you get this." Then I stated my phone number. Twice. I didn't want him to miss it if he did decide to call me back, but if he didn't, I'd figure it out on my own.

After hanging up I turned on the TV and flipped through the channels, stopping at a random movie and watched as it played. I wasn't paying much attention so I probably fell asleep but jumped awake when my phone started buzzing on my chest. I picked it up and glanced at the screen. Not a number I recognize. I went to reject the call but then felt the tags dangling between my boobs. I froze.

Oh. My. God.

My thumb hovered over the talk button for a long time before I finally answered, "Hello?" I mumbled into the phone.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" I recognized that voice.

"Holy shit," I mumbled, "Connor," I ran a hand over my hair, "Can I call you back later?"

"Why? What's up?" He sounded concerned but I really didn't want to talk to him. I felt guilty enough already, it was always worse when he was always worrying.

"I was sleeping," I sort of lied, "I'm just not feeling good and I really don't want to talk. Can I call you later?"

"Oh, uh yeah. Sorry. Bye." I could tell by his hesitation to hang up that he really didn't want to stop talking.

I hated how worried he was.

"Yeah," I mumbled into the phone, "Bye," I quickly hung up and dropped the phone beside me, groaning.

I looked back to the movie and closed my eyes, letting my heart rate slow and my body relax. I almost rolled my eyes when my phone rang again, a number I didn't recognize. Fuck, really?

"Connor, I said I didn't want to talk." I groaned into the phone. I didn't open my eyes as I spoke.

The line was quiet for a long second. I pulled the phone away from my ear and then felt my heart racing. I pressed it back to my ear and was met with a still quiet.

I took a deep breath and swallowed, "Justin?"

That's when I finally heard a voice. First a loud sigh then he spoke, "Serrina, right?"

I nodded then swore at myself and bit my cheek, "Uh," I shook my head and sat up straighter as if that would help me speak, "Yeah, that's me."

My throat tightened and my chest felt like a ton of bricks.

"You called me for something. What was it?" He didn't seemed surprised that I had his number, only curious why I was calling. He probably noticed his missing jewelry.