Mr. Mercurial (Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Chapter 36

"Damn it!" I mutter as I try to bring my wild hair under control.

Key word: try.

And since Alexander is down, I just want to get there ASAP.

What does he want?

'You are so screwed.' My snarky subconscious remarks.

I ignore her.

I hear a soft knock at the door.

"Come in."

Justin walks in.

I turn towards the mirror. I can't even look at him.

"Ready?" He asks, staring at me.

I nod my head.

"Justin?"

"Yeah?"

"What is Alexander doing here?" I ask, holding my breath.

"I don't know. But I want you to stay by my side. Understood?" He says, intensity radiating from his expression.

I look away.

"Come on. Let's not keep him waiting. The sooner this gets over, the better."

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As we make our way down, I start to feel the intensity of the situation.

Or maybe it's just me.

Usually, such situations don't matter to me. I can handle them effectively but not now- not when my emotions are all haywire.

Calm down Bieber. You can do it.

By the time we reach down, I'm a nervous wreck.

I think Justin can sense it but doesn't react to it.

Good. I don't need his dosage too.

As we reach the living room, I see Alexander accompanied by someone.

Lea.

I hope Will isn't right.

I don't see Jaxon. That's great because I don't think I can face him.

"Ah. Look who has decided to grace us with their presence. Shriya, I missed you, love." He says, smirking.

But I know his game. He's trying to get a reaction out of me.

So I do something unexpected.

I smile, politely.

I hope it doesn't look like a grimace.

And as I thought, he looks stunned.

"You definitely have had a change of mind." Lea snickers.

"If we are going to talk, I thought why not be polite. After all, I'm sure you would want this to get over so you could resume your work of ruining peoples lives." I reply, sweetly.

Alexander laughs bitterly.

"Didn't I tell you Lea, your sister is such an entertainer." He says, laughing.

I suppress my anger.

"Yes, I suppose she is." Lea mocks.

"Get to the fucking point, Alexander." Justin retorts, angrily.