Forever And Always (Season 2 of Long Time No Seen)

Chapter 86

"SEX IN THE AIR, I DON'T CARE, I LOVE THE SMELL OF IT!" Chaz screeched, jumping up and down on our bed. We were doing karaoke. Though that doesn't really make a difference to Chaz's weird and awkwardness. I sat on the floor in between Justin's legs, [wrongness. e.o] laughing. This was fun. "Alright, who's next?" Chaz exhaled loudly, jumping off the bed. "Melssss!" Maddie yelled out. I rolled my eyes but took the mike. I looked for Chris Brown's and Justin's song, Next 2 You. This karaoke machine was beast. I love that it has like almost all the songs I know. I looked at Justin. "Sing with me?" He smiled and grabbed the sub mike. The music started as I stood up. "You've got that smile..." I sang quietly. I was always quiet when I first started out on a song. I dunno why. "That only Heaven can make. I pray to God everyday that you keep that smile." Justin smiled. Yes, he's got that smile that only Heaven can make. Hence, me singing that line. Harharhar. "You are my dream... There's not a thing I won't do. I'll give my life up for you 'cause you are my dream..." He sang, a smug look on his face. I rolled my eyes but smiled. We got into the chorus, singing just like he and Chris did. Except, ya know, I wasn't a guy... And.. Moving on. "If you had my child," He wagged his eyebrows at me. I laughed. "... You would make my life complete. Just to have your eyes on little me," "That'd be fine forever!" I sang, giggling a little. We finished the song and everyone cheered. I kissed Justin's cheek and smiled. "You were amazing," He grinned. "Not as good as you!" I replied. Scooter stood up. "You two, that was... Unexplainably good. You have to sing that together some time! Like, a remix or something!" I looked at Justin. A smile spread on his lips. "Sounds like a good idea," He said. "But a lot of fans will probably say I ruined the song and that Breezy is better..." I sighed. "Oh well. They'll just have to deal with it," I perked up, laughing. Everyone chuckled. "Then it's settled. Jelly duettt!" Then Scooter went back to his laptop. Psh. The night went on; we just had plain fun and games. Pranks were involved, and no surprise, I am still the Queen Prankster. Yeah buddy. --Next Day; February 10-- "I don't wanna leave you," Justin whined. "Please, can we just, like, make out for the rest of the day?" "Babe, come on. Our moms planned this just to spend time with their child's soon-to-be spouse. Just go with it," I replied. It was almost 3pm and we were getting ready to spend the day with each other's mom. And tomorrow would be "Dad Day."

"Damnit. I hate when you call me babe. It's such a fucking turn on and I feel vulnerable to it," He grumbled. I chuckled. "So please? Just do it for our moms. And me?" I pulled a puppy face. He sighed. "Fine. But what the hell am I supposed to do with a mom? I mean, it's easy for you, 'cause Mom's a girl and you're a girl. But I'm a GUY. What does a young guy do with a mom? It kinda sounds disturbing..." "I dunno... A movie or something? I'm in the same situation with your dad for tomorrow. But.. Whatever! Just do something. Talk.. Yeah, maybe you can talk all day." He blew a raspberry. "But that's boooooring..." "Then go to the zoo with her or something! Geez." "Oooh yeah! I wanna see a wombat." I rolled my eyes. "Alright, thanks. Bye babe," He kissed my cheek then left. A few minutes later, my phone vibrated. @justinbieber: 'Mommy Day. whew. #LEGGGO' I chuckled. Once I finished getting ready, I called Pattie. She told me to meet her outside of the hotel. I grabbed my phone then left.

"You know, you're an amazing girl, Melani," Pattie smiled. We'd just finished shopping and going to the salon. Yeah buddy. "Thanks," I blushed. "I'm glad Justin found you again. Without you, who knows how bad he would've turned out," She paused. "But on a bright note, I've never seen my son so happy in my life. Thank you so much for being here and supporting him." I smiled. "It's no problem, Pattie. I love being able to travel around with him and the crew. It's been a real blessing." She gave me a hug. "I'm happy that you'll soon be my daughter-in-law. Don't hold up on the grandchildren, alright?" We laughed. "I'm sure Justin wouldn't mind that," I giggled. "No, seriously, though. We're gonna wait a couple months at the least." "Oh, that's alright. I don't want you two to rush into anything." I nodded. "So where to next?" I shrugged a shoulder. "I dunno. Where do you wanna go?" "I don't know." ~Meanwhileee, with JBiebahh~ "So, uh, how.. are you?" I asked, awkwardly scratching the back of my neck. Mary chuckled. "Justin, I know this is uncomfortable for you, but you don't need to try to be a 'proper' guy.." I let out a sigh. "Sorry. It's just.. I don't really know what to do..." I wanted to go back to the hotel. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love Mary and she's awesome, but I just wanna go back. I bet Mels is having more fun than I am...

 "Melaniiiiii!" I wrapped my arms around her. "I missed you so much, baby," I mumbled, kissing the top of her head. "It's only been a few hours, Justin," She chuckled. "I don't care. I still missed you." I pulled out of the hug. "Damn you got even more beautiful over the past few hours... How the hell do you do that?!" "Um... Well I'll take that as a compliment," She smiled as she walked into the bathroom to change. But she left the door open. Like, wide open. My eyes grew wide. She started humming a tune that I didn't recognize. My jaw dropped when I saw her take her shirt off. I mean, again, I've seen her naked. But... Like... It still shocks me. "Uh, Mels?" She turned around. I tried not to stare at her chest. "Erm... That's.. my shirt." "Oh. Okay. Here," She held it out. "Uh... I can't reach that." "Well then get up, dummy," She laughed. "Um... I can't." She rolled her eyes and walked to me. "Here," Without thinking about it, I pulled her down and attached my lips to her neck. She started laughing. "Justin, stop! It tickles!" I crept my hands down to her waist and started tickling. She laughed until she couldn't breathe anymore. I stopped and smiled at her. "You're so.. mean to me..." She heaved in breaths, holding her stomach. "Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to put a shirt on," She said as she got up. "Actually, I do mind that." I smirked. "No shirts allowed here, missy. And I think the new manager is going to make a 'no bra' policy also." She laughed. "Justin, you're such a pervert!" I shrugged. "Hey, it's who I am. And I am da shizz." "Suuuree..." She walked into the bathroom and closed the door this time. NOOOOOO... I laid on the bed and stared at the ceiling. Four more days, Justin. Four more days until she is finally Y O U R S. Four days until you're officially allowed to make love to Melani Ann Summers Bieber. But not until she's ready, of course. Melani's little squeal shook me from my thoughts. "Whennnn's Christian coming?!" She jumped onto the bed and laid down on me. "Ughhh, you're squishing me!" She frowned. "I'm kidding, babe. But I have noticed that you've gained a little weight... And I'm happy to see that. Not because I want you to be fat, but because I know you're not hurting yourself anymore. Plus, I like some meat on my girl," I smiled. "Either way; fat, skinny, chubby, whatever. You are the most beautiful girl in the world." She blushed. "No I'm not..." She slightly bit down on her lip. I stared at her lips. Goddamnit why is she suck a turn on? "Yes you are. You are fucking beautiful. And don't argue 'cause I will... Uh... I won't kiss you for a week! So that means we won't kiss when the priest announces us man and wife and then we won't be a married couple." She raised her eyebrows. "You don't want that," She stated confidentially. "It'll happen if you argue." "I'm not beautiful," She grinned. "Fine. I will not be marrying you on Friday." She stared at me. "Alright! Geez!" She giggled. "Told youuu," She smiled. I pecked her. "You know me too well." She nodded before kissing me again. "I like you," She chuckled. "I love you," I replied, resting my hands on the small of her back. "Love is icky," She said in a baby voice, crinkling her nose. I smiled. "Melly, woo know woo yuv meee." She laid her chin on my chest. "I do. Soooo much," She murmured. "Wait. Say 'I do' again," I instructed. "I do," She smiled. My smile grew. "I can't wait to hear those words on Friday..." I sighed happily. "Me neither," She agreed. "So," She sat up a little. "When's Christian coming?" I pulled an annoyed face. "Sor-ry! I just miss my bestest friend in the world," She defended herself. I gasped. "Fine! Second bestest friend in the world." "That's better," I nodded. "So when is he coming?" I shrugged. "He texted me an hour ago saying that they were finishing packing." She pouted her lip but quickly replaced it with a smile. "Oh well. I guess I'll have to settle with this sexy beast right here," She flirted. "Awww. My girlfriend's a cute flirt," I wagged my eyebrows. "Correction. Fiancée." "Right. My fiancée’s a cute flirt," I lightly rubbed my hands down to her ass. "I can't believe you'll be mine on Friday..." I pressed my lips to her forehead. "It's Friday! Friday! Gotta get down on Friday!" She sang, laughing. I rolled my eyes but kept a smile. "I love you, Mrs. Bieber." "I love you too, Mr. Bieber." She grinned.

"CHRISTIAN!" Mels literally jumped on Christian. Damn he's growing fast. When she pulled out of the long bear hug, we guy-hugged. "Hey, Cait." I nodded my head up. She waved then greeted Melani with a hug. Once the hugs and kisses on the cheek were done, we loaded their luggage into the car and drove off to Mickey D's. "Hey, so uh, I was thinking we could go look for a wedding cake tomorrow or something?" I asked Mels. She smiled. "Sure. I'll call Brenda and tell her so she can cross it off her list." I nodded. [I'M BAWRED. Let's skippp!] --Next Day-- "Leaving againnn? Why?" I groaned. "Justin, you know this day is for our dads. You were told yesterday." "I knowww! But I don't wanna go... I wanna sleep or stay with my girl," I pouted. "Well, you don't always get what you want." "Yes I do. I'm Justin fucking Bieber." She gave me a look. "I hope you won't be like this when we're married. I just won't put up with it," She placed her hands on her hips. "Okay, I'm sorry, baby. I'll stop being so immature." I hugged her. "Alright. We gotta go now." She stretched up and kissed me. "Bye!"