Isabelle's POV
"Where's Ryan? He's taking forever" I groan while holding the remote console playing on PS4
"I have no idea" Justin replies, I sigh and complete playing call of duty for Justin's sake. "Come on" he tries to kill me but He fails. I laugh "you're the worst" he pauses the game and glares at me.
I glare back playfully "do you realize how I'm fucking great in this game?" He asks, I shrug "you just proved it" I reply sarcastically because he haven't won, yet.
"I always win! It's just with you!" He screams, I smile "ohhhh, so I'm better than you?"
"No! You just distract me" he says, I smirk "oh really?" I smile, he nods "really, you really distract me" he whispers, I smile "how so?" He shrugs "I don't know, you just distract me" he glares at me, "not my problem" I say.
"I hate you" he says, "I love you more asshole" I say, "Did you just call me an asshole?" He glares, I smile innocently "I don't know, did I?"
He smirks and I raise my eyebrows "what? Why are you smirking at me?" I ask, his hands suddenly make a way to my stomach and I squirm laughing.
"Justin, s-stop tickling me!!" I scream as he completes while I squirm moving side to side on the couch, "Justin!" I gasp and try to get away from his hands, he pulls me closer from my waist tickling me, he suddenly stops and I take a deep breath.
I notice I'm laying on my stomach, I turn my head and notice my skirt has risen revealing my whole ass. "Jus-" before I could complete the sentence, he slaps my ass and I gasp "are you serious?" I say, he looks at me innocently "I love your ass" he shrugs and squeezes it.
"Gee" I say as I turn on my back, "so, where were we?" He asks, I widen my eyes "No Justin!" I don't want to be tickled.
"I prefer you slapping my ass than tickling me" I say, he raises his eyebrows, "is that so?" Did i really just say that? Wow Isabelle, I congratulate you on your stupidity.
He suddenly moves forward and gets between my legs, I'm shocked to even move with him being this close "well, I prefer something else" he whispers when he gets closer, I stay silent just watching him.
His hands hold me from my sides and he pulls me closer crashing his lips onto mine. I react quickly kissing him back, and wrapping my arms around his neck.
His left hand suddenly goes down my ass and he gives it a small squeeze, I pull away "Justin- we can't- we-" he cuts me off "yeah sure" he says, I look at his lips and gulp.
"I'm sorry" he says and brings his lips back to mine, I smile against his lips and pull him closer, his hand move from my ass to my vägina through my underwear. I gasp against his lips and I cup his cheeks with my hands.
"Shit!" We suddenly hear someone says, we hurry and pull away, I look at Ryan who's standing there shocked, "Ryan" I widen my eyes "what's happening between you guys?" He asks, "nothing" I reply.
"What I've seen was not 'nothing' " he says, I look at Justin "we don't know ourselves Ryan" Justin says, and it's true.
Ryan just shakes his head "I've brought McDonald's" he says, I jump from my couch "I'll just check myself, and come back. Give me 5" I say as I run upstairs.
I get inside my room and notice my shirt is out of place, I hurry and puts it inside the skirt, I fix my skirt and look at the mirror. My hair looks good, and I thank god.
I hurry and go back downstairs "hey Ryan" I say now that I'm good, he smiles while eating, I take out my burger and start eating.
Suddenly I feel Justin's hand on my thigh under the table, I gasp "what?" Ryan asks, I shake my head "nothing" I say and glare at Justin who's moving his hand up till it reaches my underwear.
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Nurture. (A Justin Bieber's FanFic)
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