Chapter 8-playing nurse.
+Khloe+
"Khloe..." Justin groaned from beside me on the bed.
"Hmm?" i mumbled weakly.
"What time is it?"
I looked over at the clock next to me.
"9:35"
"Goodnight" he whispered and fell back asleep.
Jeez, why is he so tired?
I did hear him get up a lot last night though.
My eyes wandered around until they met his face.
He looks so cute when he's sleeping.
"Mm Khlo stop staring at me" he mumbled.
"Wha- how'd ya know i was staring?" i blushed.
"Im physic, now shut up. I'm sleeping and i don't feel well"
Aww my poor baby.
I ran my hand around his back in circles, snuggling close to him.
"Khlo you're going to get sick"
"No i'm not"
He rolled over so he was laying on his back, then he pulled me on top of him so i was laying on his chest.
But something didn't feel right...
"Justin are you naked?" i asked.
"Oh yeah" he opened his eyes and i burst out laughing.
"Oh my god," i said through laughs. "how do you not remember that?"
"It got really hot past night" he pouted.
"So you couldn't just take the blankets off?" i asked, trying to catch my breath.
"Nope"
"Well this is weird, i'm going away now" i said, climbing back onto my side.
"Oh come on, it's not like you haven't met Jerry before" he smirked.
I blushed, lightly slapping his cheek.
He closed his eyes, the smirk being replaced with cute little snores.
I giggled, pulling the sheet over him.
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The Runaway
FanfictionKhloe Parker would know a lot about abuse. Her father, who hates her boyfriend, emotionally and physically abuses her. At one point, it gets so bad that she has to runaway. Only to the safety of her boyfriend, Justin Bieber. But maybe her dad isn't...
