*Pregnant* Justin Bieber Love Story

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

 

YOUR POV: “Hey” A voice said behind me. I wondered who it could be. I turned around to see one of the hottest guys in my school. Justin Bieber. At first I was shocked when I saw him, why was he talking to me? Then i was confused, I guess by his facial expressions, he knew what I was thinking. “I know what you’re thinking, what is a guy like me, talking to a girl like you? Well, instead of ignoring you for the rest of my life, I want to get to know you, you look like an interesting girl, and a good friend.” He said with a smile. When I didn’t reply, he continued on. “Let’s hang out at the beach. It’s quiet right now and the sunsets are always beautiful.” “Ummm… oh, okay” I said, trying to convince myself to go as I spoke those words. He gestured me to walk with him and I did. After a while, we finally got a conversation going, and I didn’t expect it to be a good one, but I was laughing the whole time at his corny jokes, and he was laughing at my fail attempts to be a ninja. By the time we arrived at the beach, it felt like we’d been friends our whole lives. “Race you to the water” I said with a smirk. “You’re so on” he said and started running. I dropped my bag and ran after him, we reached the water at the same time, but I still think I was the champion. “I’m the winner!” I said “No you’re not, I am,” he said back. “No, me!” No, me!“, No, me!” He splached water on me, and I screamed. “You poop head!”I yelled and splashed him back. 10 minutes later, we were walking back to his house, with wedgies and heavy clothing from our water war. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay? I mean, you’re all wet,” he said. “Nah, I’ll just walk home.” I wasn’t too convincing though, my teeth were clattering so hard, and I was walking like a penguin with a sunburn. He raised his eyebrows and I gave in.

JUSTIN’S POV:  Every minute we were getting closer to my house, and I was getting nervous. Why did I have to get to know her? She’s so bright, funny, loving, and sweet, why couldn’t she be a slut, it would make things a whole lot easier. No, instead I had to pick one of the sweetest girls in the world, to manipulate into having sex with me. I was shallow, but I had to do it. When we arrived at my house, I led her into my bedroom, and gave her something to wear. “Really?” she asked. “A shirt? No pants?” “That’s all I have”. I said with a devilish grin. She glared and walked to my bathroom to change. Now I was getting nervous. I was shaking and stumbling around trying to find clothes for me to wear. I just put on a t-shirt and a pair of basket-ball shorts and sat on my bed. I had to take pictures of us kissing, and other things to prove that we did it. Ugh. Life was unfair. I turned my cellphone on and set it up so that it would take a picture. When Elizabeth walked out of the bathroom I was stunned to see her. She looked so sexy in the shirt, all wet, and.. wow…I sound like a 5th class pervert. I patted the bed next to me and she sat down. I tried to start a casual conversation, but nothing worked. So I had to go all, cheesy on her. “Can you hold something for me?” I asked “Sure”, she replied. “Hold out your hand.” She did, and I took it. I could see her blushing. It was so adorable. “You look really beautiful.” I said. She blushed like crazy, and I could hear her heart beat. I got closer to her, and placed my hand on her cheek. “You’re so sweet, funny, caring, and beautiful, and any guy would be lucky to have you. I bet they all wish they could kiss you, like this one guy I know.” I said as charming as possible. “Like who?” she replied, smiling and blushing. “Me” I said and kissed her. Sparks didn’t just fly. They were fireworks exploding in the sky. I took a picture, and went deeper into the kiss. It started getting really intense and before I knew it we were lying down under the blankets. Guilt was flowing through me, but I didn’t want to stop…............................................................

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