P.S- I Hate you. *Justin Bieber Love Story*

Making More Then Love

           We got home and I was litterly dragging Chelsea into the house. The doctors had her on some medication from the hospital. She was a little sleepy, and delerious. It was kinda funny listening to what she was saying. “Jay-Jay” she mumbled and I chuckled. She has never once called me anything but Justin or baby or babe.

            “Yes darling?” I asked and she sprawled out across my lap on the couch. “I wanna match tomorrow.” “You do?” I asked, holding in my laughter. “mhm. And I really like your lips” She yawned, as I laughed. “Oh really?” I smirked, and she yawned again, snuggling into me slightly. “You love me” She sang, sitting up to look me in the eyes. “Yes I do. Very much” “i want a big plate of spaghetti. And meatballs!” She bounced up and down like a little 4 year old.

             She was so adorable this way. I loved it. “sure baby. Want some now?” I asked and she nodded eagarly making me chuckle as I made my way over to the kitchen. I was over the moon that she wanted a 'big' plate of spaghetti. “Justin, can you kiss me?” she asked and I smirked turning to her. “you want a kiss?” I asked softly and she nodded, bitting her lip lightly. I wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her closer, and letting my lips brush against hers'.

             We haven't really had any nice alone time, with any romance lately, so this was nice. I pressed my lips against hers, savouring the feel of them against mine. The kiss lasted a few seconds, but it felt like hours.

             I pulled away and Chelsea looked at me, her lips slightly parted. “here's your spaghetti” I smiled, and placed it gently on the table. “I want to be like we were before.” “what do you mean?” I asked and she sighed.

            “Before everyone was keeping up about us, or saying bad things, and before you were disapointed in me.” she explained and I could honestly say that hurt me. She feels this way? “Chelsea people are watching us because im Justin bieber, and im sorry some people say bad things, I can't help that baby. I wish they wouldn't but some people just have no lives. And im not disapointed in you babe, I love you. Dont you get that? I love you, no matter what you do or say I love you” I explained as she took a bite of her food. A little sauce was on the side of her lip and I chuckled.

          “You uh, got somethin'” I smirked and she glared at me. “okay okay, I got this” I pressed my lips against hers feeling her smile into the kiss. “Your never gonna believe any of this tomorrow morning” I mumbled, as she kissed me again.

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            the next morning I woke up to Chelsea snuggled up next to me. I smiled and pressed my lips to the top of her head. “Mm, baby you awake?” I mumbled, and she nodded, still cuddling into me. “Are you cold?” I asked and she nodded. “You feel alright?” I asked, noticing the sunshine showing through the window. It was june, and it was pretty warm outside. She shouldn't be cold. “I dont feel well” She admitted and I kissed her forehead lightly.

              “My poor baby-doll” I frowned and she giggled a little as I sat up a bit. “How about I get you some orange juice and then I cuddle up with you and we can have a nice movie day in bed” I suggested and I watched her smile grow. “Yeah” her voice sounded really horse, and I knew what that meant. “does your throat hurt babe?” She nodded and I kneeled down next the bed. “Open your mouth” I said and she obeyed, opening her mouth so I could see her throat.

             “Say Ahh” I smiled, and she giggled. “ahh” She mumbled, and I nodded. “yep, red as a tomato. No talking today sweet-cheeks” “But-” I cut her off. “no, i've had this before, being a singer and all, and it's best not to talk” I said, grabbing a white board from the drawer and handing it to her. “we can still have movie day. Even watch romantic chick-flicks all day” I smirked, as she pouted, sighing. My girlfriend not talking for a whole day, I couldn't help but laugh.