Yes, Daddy •DDLG• {JustinBieber}

Chapter Five

Two Weeks Later

"Mom, can I talk to your really quick?" I asked as I walked into her bedroom. She was in her bed looking at her phone. She looked really good today. Even though it was eight in the morning and she didn't have any makeup on and is still in her pajamas with her hair in a sloppy bun. She's beautiful when she doesn't try. And then I look like a potato.

"Sure, bean." She smiled and locked her phone. She's always called me bean. Even when she was pregnant with me.

"It's about Mr. Bieber." I said sitting beside her on the large California King sized bed.

"And what about him? Is it a feelings thing?" She asked and say up a little straighter. I slowly nodded and she let out a soft sigh. "Honey, your father and I wanted to talk to you about this together. But I can see that it is bothering you now." She moved a strand of hair behind my ear.

"I'm just so confused right now. Everyday for the past two weeks he's been buying me bouquets of flowers, stuffed bears and just everything he can manage to buy. He tried to buy me a freaking car for crying out loud." I ran my fingers through my hair and felt like I was going to cry.

"Baby. I know. He's been talking about you to your father. It's just his way of trying to get your attention." She smiled. "He wants to be with you and he'll do what he can to get you." She began to run my arm and I took in a deep breath.

"He can just ask me. I don't need to be wooed by fancy things. That's all it takes. For him to come up and say 'be mine'. Then I'm all his." I sniffed as a tear ran down my face. I'm being pathetic.

"I understand baby. How about we have a girls day. Just mother and daughter having a day out. Would you like that?"  I nodded. "Good. Now go get ready."

I smiled and went up to my room. I walked into my ensuite bathroom and turned on the hot water for the shower. I ran my brush through my hair and washed my face before taking off my clothes and hopping into the steamy shower.

After about fifteen minutes, I got out of the shower and wrapped a white fluffy towel around my body I stowed infringement of the mirror and looked at myself. I didn't look too bad this morning.

I stepped into my walk in closet and slid on a black lace thong and a matching push up bra. I walked back into my bathroom and hung up the towel in the rack. I took out my hair dryer and began to work on my hair. I always do my hair and makeup in my underwear. I don't know why. But I can't do this stuff in regular clothes.

I heard a knock on my bedroom door as I finished my makeup. I poked my head out of the bathroom. "Who is it?" I asked. Might me mom.

"It's Justin!" Said the all too familiar voice.

"I'm getting dressed." I called and finished some last minute touch ups.

I heard my door open. "I don't mind." I turned around to see Justin leaning against the door frame.

"Why can't you wait five minutes?" I asked putting my hand on my hip.

"Because this is important. But I can't concentrate when you're half naked." He smirked. I rolled my eyes and went to walk passed him but he pulled me close to him by my waist.

"Well then. Let me go so I can get dressed." I tried to pull away, but he wasn't letting me. "Please." I looked up at his face and batted my eyelashes.

"Please what?" He smirked. Oh this boy.

"Please, Daddy." His smirk widened and he let go of me. "Thank you." I smiled and went into my closet. "So what's so important that you had to disturb me." I asked as I looked through my many clothes for something to wear.