Let Me Love You

38

Justin tangles his fingers in my hair as he roughly kisses me, sitting me on his lap. I push him back down on the bed, remaining on top of him, and continue kissing him. Justin smiles before I pull away to look at him, smiling back.

"I love it when you're dominant" he teases me

"Shut up" I roll my eyes and fall down next to him

"What are we doing tonight?" He asks, trying to catch his breath as I lay against his chest

"Whatever you want to do baby" I say

He kisses my head and puts his arm around me, and I wrap my arm around his torso, feeling proud about the great pleasure we caused each other.

"My dad has Dylan, so it can be just us" he says suggestively

"Ooo, you mean we can watch whatever we want on Netflix?" I ask

"Yep, we can watch Netflix all night long" he agrees

I know he's not talking about actual Netflix, but I was. I ignore his comment and reflect back on today, on what Scooter asked me

"Justin?"

"Hm?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything"

"What did you mean when you said someone like me shouldn't be an artist?" I ask shyly, still baffled at the thought of that career choice

"I didn't mean that you weren't capable, I just meant that I don't think-...I mean, you're my baby and I don't want you getting hurt" Justin pouts

"I'm already getting some hate from being seen with you"

"I know you are, and I hate it" Justin rolls his eyes and holds my hand. He has always been protective over me, so it doesn't surprise me that he thinks that way.

"Would it be weird?" I ask

"Would what be weird?"

"Your girlfriend becoming an artist?"

"No, why would that be weird?" Justin chuckles

"I don't know, I don't know how you guys work"

"You guys?" Justin chuckles again, "What does that mean?"

"I don't know. You guys are like worshiped by people, that's not normal"

"Well, it all depends on how you look at it" Justin shrugs, "From a celebrity point of view, our fans our just like our best friends. But from a fan's point of view I guess you could say that we aren't normal people"

"Do you even want to?" He asks me

"I mean, of course. It's been my dream to perform since I was little, that's why I haven't quit working at the bar, because at least that way I'm happy about what I'm doing"

"Then do it, I think it would be kind of cool" Justin smiles, "We could perform together"

"I don't think I'm that good at singing"

"Look. I am not about to do this with you" Justin huffs at me playfully, "You're amazing."

"But think about it this way, you won't have to worry about finding another job because Scooter is practically asking you to work with him. Which doesn't happen often"

"You'd be able to move out of Alexa's apartment or maybe even buy the both of you houses"

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves" I pat his chest to stop him

"Being a celebrity is pretty great, you can do whatever you want and get away with it, other than people using your mistakes against you" Justin shrugs

I'm sure that's true but I wouldn't want to do anything illegal like Justin has done, that's just not my type of personality.

"Though the crowds of screaming people gets really annoying" he adds with a sigh

I'm sure that does get annoying too, but Justin also overreacts about that situation. But maybe he's not overreacting, I wouldn't know.

Justin gasps and looks down at me, "You could open for the next my shows" a goofy smile spreads across his face

"Yeah ok" I laugh at him

"I'm serious, I could pull a few strings and that way we can be together every second of every day" He says

"Oh, wow. That's so tempting" I laugh with him

"When are you going back on tour?" I ask

"Um, not sure. In like three months"

"Three months?"

"Yeah?"

"That's so soon"

"I know. So you should just open for me"

"Yeah but...but I don't even know the first thing about being an artist"

"That's why you'd have a manager"

"Yeah but..." I sigh and think to myself

"Don't over think it" he tells me, "Do you want to do this?"

"I mean yeah but-"

"Then there's your answer, just do it. The worst thing that can happen is your career doesn't skyrocket in a week. Scooter isn't going to give up on you, he really wants you"

"Besides, it'd be a hell of a way to get back at your old boss" Justin adds

I sigh and think to myself

I've tried everything else, this is practically my only option, not that it's a last resort or anything. This would be a great career, I love performing and I love singing, but something about seems so scary now that it's right in front of me.

"But like I said, you don't have to decide right now" Justin speaks up

I scoot closer to him and rest my head on his chest

"You ready for bed?" He asks, noticing my eyes drooping shut

I nod my head

"Ok" he kisses my forehead and pulls the sheets up before cuddling with me, "Night baby"

"Night" I smile and kiss him before laying back down, wrapping my leg around his

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sorry this chapter is so short im kind of going through some shit right now and its really upsetting so I probably won't be writing for the next couple of days