He's The One (Justin bieber fan fiction) -being edited-

chapter 3

I woke up to a tapping noise coming from next to me. I rolled over to see Justin was awake, leaning up against the pillows, head phones on his head and the tapping noise I heard was coming from his phone. I moved so I was fully facing him, fixing the sheets so I was covered. Justin looked at me, took his head phones off and placed his phone beside him.

"Morning," he said bending down a bit to place a kiss on my lips. I moved closer to him so my head was on his chest and my arms was resting across his stomach.

"It's morning?" I question, looking around for a clock.

"No, it's not," he laughs. "It's only 6," he lifted the sheet a bit to put his hand on my bare waist, rubbing up and down softly. I nodded and put my face in his chest. "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah, I could eat," I said looking up at him.

"Then let's go find some dinner," I sat up and got out of the bed, taking the sheet with me. I hear Justin chuckle behind me.

"What?" I say turning around.

"Are you going to drag that around or do you want clothes?" he gets up and goes to his closet. He takes out a black t-shirt and a pair of boxers and hands them to me.

"Thanks, can you pass me my bag please? I have extra clothes in there too," I say still holding the sheet over my chest. Justin picks it up off the floor and gives it to me. He stands there staring at me for a moment then walks out of the room but not before pulling on a pair of shorts.

Once I put the clothes on I walked out to meet Justin in the living room/ kitchen area. I see him standing in front of the counter. I walk over and put my head on his shoulder. He's looking at a Chinese food menu.

"How are you feeling?" he says laying his head on mine.

"Weird," I say moving my legs around a little. He turns around, lifts me up and places me on the counter.

"I wasn't too rough was I?" he smirks and kisses my neck.

"No," I laugh pushing his chest. He smiles and hugs me tightly.

"I will be gentler next time,"

"Who says there will be a next time?" I raise my eyebrows at him. He releases me a bit and his face goes a light pink color.

"I-uh," he says looking down, "I-I figured w-we were-", I shushed him by kissing him.

"I was just messing with you," I told him quietly. "There will be a next time, a lot of next times." He smiles widely and kisses me. He puts his hand under my thighs, picking me up off the counter. I wrap my legs around his waist and my hands go in his hair. We order our food and then take turns showering. Justin wanted to shower together to "save water" but I denied.

"Holy shit, you scared me." I say holding my chest, Justin was standing right outside the bathroom when I opened the door.

"Sorry," he laughs. "Food's here." We sit down together to eat, he tells me about the touring and some of the new stuff he's working on.

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"Are you ready to go?" I hear Justin call to me, it was getting late so it was time for me to head home. I grab my bag, shoes, and my phone that appears to be dead.  "Fuck, they are going to kill me." I whisper to myself.

I meet Justin by the door and we walked out of the hotel room together.

We climb into his car and drive off to my house.

"Did you have fun today?" Justin asks after a few minutes.

"Yes, I did." I tell him. He puts his hand on my thigh and rubs it with his thumb.