BitterSweet Love (A Justin Bieber Fan Fiction)

Nineteen: Consequences

I woke up in a strange room I didn't recognise. I tried to recall the past events of last night, but I couldn't understand how I had ended up here. I looked around, still laying on the bed, trying to find something that would indicate where I was.

Feeling a strange draft I looked to find myself completely in the nude. Panicking I looked over to see a male figure soundly asleep next to me.

"Oh my god." I scrambled back startled falling off the bed.

"Well good morning to you too." A groggy Justin spoke.

I ripped the blanket off the bed covering my starch body. I caught a glimps of my dress and quickly retrieved it off the floor, slipping it on before he could look.

I was so glad to see him instead of a stranger. "Justin?"

"Yes?" He asked rubbing his eyes

"How could you?" I asked backing up

"What?"

"You took advantage of me when I was drunk!"

"No I didn't."

"Look around you."

"Yeah and?"

"You brought me to a hotel alone and completely drunken, and now I wake up naked and you're saying you didn't have sex with me?"

"I didn't bring you here to have sex with you."

"Then why am I here Justin?!"

"Give me a minute to explain before you jump to conclusions?" He paused before going on. "I brought you here because you were drunk and high all at the same time. I didn't think it would be good to take you home in that condition. You started strip teasing in the car throwing yourself at me and I kept telling you to stop and put your clothes on until you finally obeyed. Anyways we got here and I took a shower to relax myself and when I got out you were standing there naked begging on your knees for me to have sex with you, but I refused so eventually you cried yourself to sleep claiming that I didn't love you." He finished sighing.

The past even started to wash back into my head making me come back to realization. "Oh my god."

"You know I would never take advantage of any girl, that's not the type of guy I am." He shook his head

"I'm so sorry."

"Whatever."

"I can't believe I kissed Chaz."

"That makes two of us."

"You know it was a mistake."

"Is that the reason why you didn't even think of mentioning this party to me? So you could make out with my friends behind my back? Is that why you didn't want to go public? So you could go and cheat on me with anyone without being judged?" His eyes strained with feelings of hurt.

"No of course not."

"Then why?"

"I didn't think you'd be interested what with all the big top Hollywood parties that you go to."

"You make it really obvious when you're lying, so I'm gonna give you one more chance. Why didn't you want me there?"

I sighed before answering, "I didn't want everyone to be focusing on you. I didn't want all those stupid sluts from school making a pass at you because you're all "hot and available" now. I guess I'm just a little jealous and a little insecure but that's how I feel."

"So I can't even be near other girls, but you can make out with other guys?"

"I was drunk and high all at the same time i don't think I was thinking about what I was doing."