Being A Braun - (Justin Bieber Fanfic)

Chapter 33

(STILL JUSTINS POV)

I grabbed a set of keys and ran out of the house to my car, leaving Alfredo in the living room. I sped out of the drive onto the road, hoping to God no paps were hanging about. I noticed the time was 8:15pm.

I felt so bad. I'd hurt the girl i loved for a such stupid lie of a reason. I had no idea if she would forgive me and i couldn't bare the thought of loosing her, i loved her. I loved her with everything i had. It sounds stupid being 17 and in love, but i was. I really, really was.

As i was driving onto the highway, i heard a siren and saw blue flashing lights behind me. I glanced in the mirror.

"Shit." I cursed, banging my hands on the steering wheel. I was forced into the pull-in at the side of the road. "Just what i fucking need right now."

I let down the window and an officer appeared beside me, shining his blinding torch in face.

He cocked an eyebrow up. "Alright son, you know why i pulled you over?"

"Lemme take a wild guess and say over the limit?" I sighed. I ran my hands through my hair.

His eyes widened when he realised who i was, then he snapped back to being professional. "Uh- yeah. You were doing 60 in a 45 zone. Thats very dangerous young man."

"Yeah i know, im sorry officer. I just really have to be somewhere right now." I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel anxiously. I was loosing time here.

"Well according to our records Mr Bieber, this is not the first time you've been stopped is it? Im afraid im going to have to charge you."

I cursed again, throwing my head back against the seat. The officer eyed me then went back to his car to get the paperwork.

I battled with myself. Why was shit happening to me when all i needed to do was get to Ri's house? She was all i could think about, and i panicked at the thought of her and our relationship slowly slipping further away.

A large black van pulled up into the side lane next to me and immediately A group of people i instantly recognised jumped out. They were clutching cameras to their chests. Paparazzi. Fuck.

Luckily my car had blackout windows, so their shots weren't very clear, but I pulled up my hood and covered my face with my hand for privacy. I prayed the police officer would hurry up.

He hurried bak over to me, waving the paps away. "Nothing to see here please you guys. Go away." He told them.

But of course they ignored him.

He turned back to me and handed me a breathalyser test. I quickly did it and gave it back to him, trying to speed it up.

By then paparazzi had gathered around the open door to my car, where the police man was stood, and were leaning inside snapping pictures of my face.

"Woah, woah. You need to back off."

"Watch it!" I yelled.

"Justin what happened? Where are you going? Is he drink driving?" They questioned, not paying any attention to either of us.

The officer tried to push them away, but they stood their ground, shoving back viciously against my car.

I looked at him frantically. "Dude cant you do something? Taser them!"

He shook his head. "Im sorry son, i cant... Look, i know you said you were in a hurry, but i think we're going to have to take this to the police station. Its too dangerous to continue this here."