Remedy

Chapter 7

Justin

"No, no, give her some space." Taylor held me back from chasing after Leilani

"But-"

"uh uh it's not safe." He said it in a joking way but we both knew he was serious.

"What happened?" Taylor sat down on a patio chair and handed me a beer and an opener.

"I don't even know. She like, accepted my apology, then she ran away. What does that mean?" I cracked open the beer and took a big gulp

"Why were you apologizing?"

I looked over at Taylor. I could feel my cheeks turning slightly red in embarrassment.

"I called her a bitch." I mumbled

"What?!" He sat up

"I know, I know." I ran my hand over my face

"Oh fuck." Taylor let out and exasperated sigh.

"Justin, you totally just fucked yourself over."

"What?"

"I don't know, something about an ex that used to verbally abuse her. She like, hates when people call her out of her name." He looked over at Leilani from where we were sitting.

I didn't reply to what Taylor said, I just put my head in my hands and sighed. Shit.

"Go talk to her. Be careful though, and don't tell her what I told you." He instructed

I quickly shuffled onto the beach and down to where Leilani was laying

Her beautiful tan skin was glowing as the sunlight shined on it. She's so gorgeous.

"Uhm, hi." I laid down next to her, my back flat against the hot sand. It felt nice, relaxing.

"Hi." She mumbled as she turned her head and looked at me

"Are you okay?" I asked

"I'm fine." Her voice stayed quiet and soft

"I'm really sorry, Leilani. I'll never do it again." I said sincerely. I'm gonna try my hardest not to even get into another argument with her

"Can I tell you something?" Her eyes never left mine

"Of course."

She stared at me for a few more seconds before shaking her head,"Never mind...Uhm, did you really want me to help you with your album, because I have a few ideas."

Leilani moved closer to me and sat up, leaning over me so that her head was blocking the sun. All I could see was her. The tips of her soft brown hair were tickling my chest as I peered up at her gorgeous face. I stared at her, mesmerized.

In this moment, I knew.

Leilani

"Justin." I giggled as he just stared up at me. I had called him twice already.

"Oh uhm." The distant look left his eyes as his cheeks turned bright red

"Are you alright?" I caressed his flushed face

"Yeah." He abruptly sat up and I quickly moved out of his way.

•••

"I want this album to be different. Something you can dance to." He explained

"Like maybe, a cross between edm and pop." I bit my lip as I doodled in my notebook

"Yeah! Like, the lyrics are all lovey dovey and shit but the beat is like..." his voice went out as he was trying to think of a word to describe it

"Lit." I said

"Lit?" He looked over at me with a cute confused face

"You don't know what lit means?" I began to giggle as I stared at him in disbelief

"I've like heard it before but I don't know..." his cheeks turned red and I laughed harder

"It's means like, hype, turnt, cool." I listed words that I thought were synonyms for 'Lit'.

"That makes a lot of sense." He chuckled

"Anyway I have over a 100 like, parts of songs. Like, just a chorus or a verse. I think they're all trash though so..." Justin flipped through the pages of a slightly thick black book that he had brought from his room.

"Lemme see! Maybe I can turn them into something." I leaned up and reached for the book but Justin quickly jerked away from me.

I just looked at him, my eyebrow raised.

"Sorry. It's just, the stuff in here is really personal." He mumbled

"I understand. You're Justin Bieber and you can't just trust anyone with your personal business." I bit my lip and leaned back in my chair

"No Uhm-"

"It's fine Justin. I promise." I smiled at him

"So do you have any ideas for a song?" I asked

"Not really. Nothing has really inspired me lately." He shrugged

"What usually inspires you?"

"Girls. Love." He chuckled

"Well not every song has to be about that...try...just writing about things that you're passionate about. What are you passionate about?"

The way we were sitting made me feel as if I was his therapist so I went over and sat on the couch with him. I put my feet in his lap and leaned my head against the armrest.

"So."

•••

After listening to Justin rant for two hours I came up with a song named 'Children'. Justin loved it. He had picked me up and kissed me all over my face saying that I was amazing. He got really awkward after that and quickly put me down, rushing out the room saying that he had to call his Manager.

Now I'm just sitting with Asia trying to figure out what we should do tonight.

"We could go to dinner." She shrugged

"There's uhm, this cool club like 30 minutes from here. We could go there after." I tapped around on my phone looking for directions to the places we wanted to go

"...There's something about the people here. They don't seem to give a fuck about famous people. Like when Justin and I went to the market, he didn't get stopped or anything. It's wild."

"Yeah, I know." Anastasia bit down on her lip as she stared out the window, looking at the ocean.

"I don't ever wanna leave."