P.S- I Hate you. *Justin Bieber Love Story*

Finale!

       The next day I sent Chelsea out on a little shopping spree with Gabby so I could get this romantic night ready for us. She had no clue this was the day but she's ready for this. She said so herself.

       I had bought roses, and spread out little rose petals on the bed, just like I said i'd do in the letter i'd written her. I'll admit I was nervous, for this. I was going to finally prove the love I have for this girl.

      I finished cooking her favorite dinner, spaghetti and meatballs. I felt my phone vibrate and I smiled instantly when I saw Chelsea's picture light up my screen.

      “Hi my darling” I said as I placed some candles on the table. “hey Justin, I was wondering if when I got home you'd want to go out to a movie?” She asked and I bit my lip. I've never denied her a date night, especially when she was the one to ask to go out, she never liked making desicons.

     “Well, not really. Just come home, I miss you” I replied hearing her soft sigh. I hated saying no, but I planned this date for us.

      About half and hour later, I heard the keys in the door, which allowed me to figure out Chelsea was home. “hey baby” I said as she walked over smiling faintly at me. She must still be upset about me saying no to the date she wanted. She made her way into the kitchen and then out onto the patio, where she saw the dim lights hanging, candle lights on the table, along with roses.

      “D-Did you do all this?” she asked, as I wrapped my arms around her from behind. “Sorry about the movies but I already planned this” I whispered softly as she bit her lip blushing.

      “I love you” I mumbled, brushing my lips against hers. “Im hungry” She giggled, as I pulled her over to the table. I pulled out her chair for her, watching he giggle in response.

      “You made spaghetti?” She asked, looking down at the plate. “Is that so hard to believe?” I joked, as she shook her head. “Im sure it's great” we started eating, and talking about my upcoming shows, how i'd be away from a little while.

       “How long?” “About 3 weeks” I mumbled, hating the way she made her sad puppy dog face. It made me so sad about leaving her. “It'll go by really quick” “Why can't I go?” She frowned, as I sighed. I took her hand in mine across the table, and looked at her. “i just think theres better things to do, then watch me be bitchy at some points and sitting backstage” I explained, as her eyes watered a little more.

        Scooter actually suggested Chelsea come, because we were going to do an interview and they wanted Chelsea to do it too alongside me. “Do you really want to go?” She nodded quickly as I kissed her hand lightly.

       “Alright, we leave in 1 week.” I smirked, as she squealed, standing up from her chair. She pulled me into her, her lips crashing against mine. I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her even closer, as she ran her tounge over my bottom lip, I opened my lips feeling her giggle, as I picked her by her butt.

      “you sure baby?” I asked, as I pushed her against the wall, her legs wrapped around mine.

      “mhm, I love you” She mumbled, as I rested my forehead against hers. “I love you too” I brought us upstairs, kicking the bedroom door shut, as she giggled. “Rose petals?” she asked softly, and I nodded. “I said i'd make it perfect” I whispered, as she smiled. “i love you” “i love you too” I layed us down, kissing her again.

      I slid off her shirt, as she worked on my belt, slipping it off soon enough. I brought my lips down to her neck, as her eyes fluttered shut. “Like that hm?” I smirked as I heard a soft moan from her lips telling me I found her sweet spot, and I started sucking gently on it.