2043 - Justin Bieber AU

2.0

amazing cover made by the amazing Christkind96 who is also writing the german translation to this story! thank you x

warning: sexual content whoops (not a lot though)

Hunter Thorn;

I kept pacing back and forth between the sink and the wall and thought whether I should just walk out and pretend as if he never asked me about Clyde, then continue with eating or rather walk home.

I chose the first because I couldn't really walk home, it was way too far, Lucas had spies in district one that would definitely tell him if they saw me here and Justin was going to get mad if I just disappeared like that. I basically had no other option than get back to our table and finish with eating.

So I did.

And when I came back, there was a new plate with a piece of cake on it and two forks. It looked delicious, but I eyed Justin suspiciously.

"I shouldn't have asked about it, take this as an apology." He smirked and dug his fork into the cake, shoving it in his mouth. He acted as if he had to chew the biggest piece of food ever, making me giggle quietly. He repeated it again and I told him to stop it, not because it wasn't funny when he tried to be funny, but because the people were staring again.

He swallowed what was in his mouth, then smiled at me.

"You have to stop letting other people bother you." He said, shrugging his shoulders.

Well, it was easier said than done. He did not have to worry what other people thought of him. Mostly because he was their leader, they were not allowed to think bad of him.

"You can say that. It's weird being stared at no matter what I do." I mumbled quietly, digging the fork into the cake and taking a bite. It was as good as it looked.

"There are just not used seeing me here, especially not with a woman looking this good."

"Stop. You're cheesy." I said and hit his shoulder, to which he faked a wince. The blush creeping onto my cheeks couldn't be stopped, though.

He was different today, very different. He seemed to have let lose for just a bit, for as long as he was with me. Maybe he wanted to act different, being a leader meant being ruthless and cold, maybe he needed a change, even if it was just for a few hours.

"Are you ready?" Justin asked after I took the last piece of cake, not before asking him if he wanted it. He just shook his head and called the waiter to pay. I was about to take my purse out and give him some money, but he pushed my hands away with a scowl.

"I took you out, I am paying. Besides, it cost me practically nothing anyway, you know, being the leader of those people in here." He smirked and reached out his hand to take mine. It was still a feeling I had to get used to.

But did I really want to? I mean, he was dangerous, cold and sometimes too angry for me to handle. He would snap from one moment to the other, but I couldn't deny that there was something about him that kept me running back, that kept pulling me towards him.

All the way towards the car he didn't let go of my hand while I kept looking around to see if anyone I recognized was close and could see us. I sighed in relief when I didn't see anyone.

He only let go of my hand when I sat in the car and during the drive he always made sure to be touching me somehow. Whether it was his fingers threaded through mine or his hand on my tight, he somehow was always touching me. And it didn't bother me at all because this time his touch was gentle, usually he would just grip me and be aggressive.