Chapter 36

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Evening time...

Justin's POV

I woke up slowly and take a big breath in. I check my phone in my pocket for the time and it's just gone 7 o'clock. I look at Demi and see that she's still sleeping. She'll probably be hungry when she wakes up. Maybe I could try whipping up a nice meal for the both of us. I don't wanna wake her just yet though. I'll wake her up when the food's ready.

I maneuver myself out from behind Demi's sleeping form and hop off the sofa. I head towards the kitchen and look around in cupboards for things we could eat. I notice a large cook book beside me on the kitchen counter. Selena's mom gave it to Demi because she didn't want it anymore and Demi knows how to make everything from that book. We got that book like two years ago and I've never opened that book once. I shook my head at the funny thought and take it upon myself to impress my wife.  

I'm gonna make pasta. Demi LOVES pasta, she's gonna flip out when she wakes up. I start scanning the page for the ingredients and I start gathering everything.

Everything was coming together. I ended up with this really nice tasting pasta sauce and I poured it over the piping hot pasta. I dished it out onto two plates and set them on the dining room table. I turn off the stove, grab two glasses from the cupboard and pour out some wine on the table. I went back to the kitchen, took some tissues and cutlery and set them down. Okay, I'm all done...time to wake up Mrs Bieber. I walk over to her, kneel down in front of her and gently start stroking her hair without saying a word. She doesn't wake up. The food is gonna get cold, come on Demi, wakey wakey. I continue to stroke her hair. I'll have to talk to her.

"Hey baby, wake up for me please?" I say into her ear, being careful not to scare her out of her sleep. Her body twitched and I watched her make a cute scrunched face with pouted lips and her hand rubbing her eye.

Her eyes slowly opened, she's still rubbing them and she's sitting up a bit now.

"Hi Demi, you're finally awake. I made dinner for the two of us. Come on..." I said, taking her hand and leading a half asleep Demi to the table. I sit her down and I sit opposite her. I see her smile down at the food before looking up at me with adorable eyes.

"Baby, I can't believe you done this." she said looking at me, more alert and kinda in shock that I actually made something from a cook book.

"Yep, done it all myself. I thought you'd be hungry when you woke up and I knew pasta was one of her favourite foods so yeah."

I saw her nod in agreement.

"You're such a sweetheart, J. I love you." she told me, raising her glass as if making a toast.

I think Demi noticed me monitoring her, she winked at me as she lifted the fork to her mouth.

"Sooo...?" I ask her smiling.

She took a bite and her eyes widened.

"It's delicious!" she smiles widely and looks down at her own plate.

"I'm so glad, baby. I worked really hard to make it perfect for you."

"I love it, thank you J."

"You're welcome, beautiful."

Night time...

We finally finished the meal and we were both full. Demi was really going at that wine. She had like half the bottle and she was already really drunk. I finding it quite funny but think it's time for her to sleep. I clean up the table and the plates and the glasses and everything before coming back to Demi.

"But I'm not tired..." she whined, as I lifted her up over my shoulder and carry her upstairs to the bedroom.

"Hmmm," I laughed, "I think you are, your eyes are drooping! Or you will be in the morning if you don't go to sleep now. And you need to change into your PJ's." I said dropping her down on the floor.

"Come on, put these on." I told her, helping her take off his clothes and into her PJ's.

"Nah," she giggled loudly. "Justin, I can do all-nighters..."

"Yeah, yeah..." I teased, lightly tickling her sides. "And you'll be as grumpy as hell the next day."

"Hey!" she shouted, playfully hitting my hands away.

"Come on." I smiled, picking her up and pulling back the duvet and she rolled right under it.

"I love you, you know," she smiled cheesily up at me, her words were slightly slurred and her eyes were slightly unfocused from the alcohol in her system.

"I know you do, beautiful." I grinned, pressing my lips to her forehead as I brought the covers up over her. "And I love you too, now go to sleep!"

I looked over at her and her eyes were shut and I could hear snores coming from her. "Goodnight Dems...you're gonna hate me so much and have such a hangover in the morning..." I said quietly laughing and kissing her forehead. I close my eyes and go off to sleep.

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