((1WEEK LATER))
*Nicole POV*
I woke up in my bed feeling completely on edge. Justin wont stop bugging me about why i did this to myself. And my dad told me he needed to to talk to Justin and I. Sadly i know exactly what he wants to talk about...
*beep* My phone buzzed. I sat up to read the message.
From: Scooter Braun (dad)
Hey Nick you and Justin need to me me or lunch. 12 at mich and sams by my office.
I sighed at the text. I hadn't really talked to my dad since i told him i had sex, and was pregnant then lost the baby. So this was destined to be awkward.
I quickly got up and texted Justin what my dad texted me.
I grabbed a towel and walked to the bathroom. i took a long needed shower and did my hair and make up. I steeped out of my bathroom, in my bra and cheeksters, when i saw Justin.
"Why the hell are you in here?" I growled walking over to my closet.
"To see you." he winked.
"God, Bieber, get over yourself and get out of my room. You have 30 mins to get ready."
"I am ready." he smirked leaning back on my bed.
"Get the hell out." I snapped pushing him out my door slamming it.
I quickly changed into a simple outfit. ((PIC ONSIDE)) and walked downstairs.
'Lets go." I said turning to walk out the door.
* Justin's POV*
We got into my range rover and drove off to the restaurant. We pulled up 20 mins later and walked in.
"Hey scoot." I said he nearly looked at me nodding.
Nicole didn't say hi but just sat down.
"So why are we here?" Nicole asked.
"Well i wanted to talk to y'all."
(((THIS NEXT PART HAS ALOT OF TALKING SO IM DOING IT DIFFERENT. HAHA SORRY)))
Justin-okay what?
Scooter- About you to.
Nicole- There is no us to.
Scooter- Thats not what it looked like when you were sucking faces in that club.
Justin- Uh-
Nicole- So what about "us to"
Scooter- well first of all i dont want Justin to now be known as a player.
Nicole- Okay...?
Scooter- And i dont want you known as the slut who he hooked up with.
Nicole- SHUT THE HELL UP!
Scooter- SIT!
Justin- Go on.
Scooter- You two are going to fake be best friends.
Justin- huh? How is being best friends gonna make everything okay?
Scooter- Were gonna say someone drugged your drinks and stuff.
Nicole- No.
Justin- You know you want to.
Nicole- Shut up.
Justin- No.
Nicole- Yes SHUT UP. You're a dick.
Justin- back at you bitch.
Nicole- What did you just call m-
Scooter- BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP! NVM! YOU TWO NOW ARE GOING TO BE FAKE DATING.
Nicole and Justin- NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Scooter- Yes, and its final. You two will have a dat tomorrow night at 7. Dress nice, a car will pick you up. oh and Nicole, i was gonna tell you that we were gonna finish recording your album.
Nicole- YAYYYY YYAYAYY FINALLY!
Scooter- but im putting it on hold.
Nicole- WHAT!? WHY!?
Scooter- Im only putting it on hold until you and Justin release a song together.
(((BACK TO NORMAL)))
If i said Nicole looked pissed, that would be an understatement. She looked furious.
"Lets go Bieber." She growled standing up. I quickly stood up and began walking out with her.
"Mr. Bieber, there are 2x as many paps out now." The hostess warned me.
"Uh thanks. We will be fine." I assured her.
We made it to the door and saw so many flashes. Nicole grabbed my hand stepping through the doors. i looked at her witha shocked expression.
"For the cameras." She whispered.
