Scandal - Justin Bieber

Chapter 19: Friends?

Chapter Nineteen; Scandal

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"Aubrey." someone whispered.

"Aubrey. there it was again.

"Aubrey." they poked me.

"Aubrey, get the hell up or I'll kiss you."

That made my eyes open, to see Bieber hovering over me. He smirked at me, so I closed my eyes again, and stirred in my spot. He stopped me from moving since he was sitting on the bed. "Aubrey, I need my jacket."

I waved my hand toward the door where it was hanging. "And your mom invited me to stay for breakfast. So, get up before I really do kiss you."

Bieber wouldn't stop talking, so I pushed him off my bed, and got up. Slipping on my slippers, he followed me down the stairs. We got into the kitchen where Mark and my Mom were kissing. "Ugh. I still don't like you." I rolled my eyes at Mark.

"Be nice!" My mom nudged me. Mark didn't seem offended, so I shrugged, and sat down. Bieber passed around the plate of pancakes, then Mom started talking. "So, I thought you hated him?"

"I do." I hunched my back, cracking it a little. "I had his jacket, and he wanted it back." No questioned were asked after that. We all ate in silence. Bieber's leg crossed over mine under the table, and he kept eating like it didn't happen. Okay...

Bieber's phone started ringing, so he excused himself from the table to answer it. When he did, my mom and Mark glared at me. "Stop being so rude to Mark. Soon, he's going to be your step-dad."

"Are you serious!?" I dropped my fork. I sat there, as my hands started trembling. "You can't get remarried this quick."

"Aubrey, it's been two years. Almost three. I can't die alone." She sighed. I pushed my plate into the middle of the table, and quietly excused myself from the table. When I walked into the hallway, Bieber stopped me.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He lifted my head up to look at him. I shook my head, and looked back down. I can't cry in front of him. It shows that I'm weak. I've already cried in front of him once, and I can't again. "Do you need a hug?"

Instead of answering, I just hugged him. We stood in the hallway hugging, in silent. Well, it was silent he decided to speak. "I'm tired of being this. If you hate me so much, why do you keep hugging me?"

"Because, you're like the only one that seems to care." I whispered. "I know you're pretending to care, but I feel more confident now that someone seems to care."

"I do care," he chest vibrated as he spoke. "It doesn't seem like it, because you only choose to see the bad side of me. If we would work out our differences, you would see I really do care."

"I hated you. I didn't plan that scandal to turn into this. You were supposed be in a different state by now, but I guess since tours over it's not happening."

"Hate is a strong word, because as of now you don't seem to hate me as much as you thought so." He chuckled. "Can we restart? Like since everyone seems to had forgotten about the scandal, could we try to be friends?"

Before I could answer, Livy had walked in the door. Her eyes widened, and I pulled away. She attacked Bieber, completely ignoring me. She started talking really fast to him, so I decided to get dressed. It's never too cold for a walk.

When I found an outfit, I got a black sparkly shirt, Bieber's black jacket, white pants, and black boots. As soon as I walked back downstairs, Bieber and Livy were walking on to the porch. I followed them, and when I got out there, Bieber was talking. "Where are you going?" Livy asked.

"For a walk." I sniffled, trying to hide the fact I was crying. Bieber didn't seem to bring it up, so that was a good thing. Livy asked if they could join, so I shrugged meaning I don't care. They followed me as I walked down the stairs, and down the street.

They had a full on conversation about his new song, but Bieber wouldn't spill. "I've got to take this. Hold on." Livy said. She walked behind us to talk in private, so Bieber walked up next to me.

"So, do you want to restart? If paparazzi asks anything, we could just say we decided not to hate each other. We decided to be friends. Completely forget about the scandal." He said, looked at me.

I don't know. He's been a really good guy to me the past times I've cried about my Dad. He's been nice to give me his jacket since I was freezing. But that has changed my feelings toward him. I'm not really sure what I feel toward him, but I know it's not the hatred I used to feel. "S-Sure," I stammered, and he just chuckled.

"I'm not a bad person. I've went through tough things where I had to do stuff to take the stress away." He put his arm around my neck. Livy caught up to us, her eyes widening again.

"What just happened?" She asked.

"Bieber and I are friends now." I smirked, in a happy kind of way. "Or.. Justin and I are friends now."

I felt kind of good to say that.

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Wow, I had a dream that someone hacked my Wattpad, and they deleted this story, and I cried. But when I woke up, I checked on here then decided to write this. Hope you liked is chapter as much as I did.