4 Years • jb

;22

| Malaysia |

"I don't care just figure out the dates Ivy." I spat before hanging up as I sat in Justin's living room annoyed at the fact the my assistant never really has her shit together. Which is saying a lot because for the most part i'm a chill äss boss.

"You good babe?" Justin walked in with a cup of coffee in each of his hand, one for me and one for him. I nodded, taking it from him, "I'm great." I plastered a sarcastic smile across my face. "It's just I have to I guess you could say model." I rubbed my temples annoyed.

He grinned at me while he wiggled his eyebrows, "Hmm I see, model what?" I shook my head giggling, "I have to model the bathing suits i'm coming out with. I've been working so long on the damn design. I'm actually excited about it finally being released."

"Wait so you're meaning to tell me you're doing a bikini photo shoot?" He asked. I nodded a little confused, "your point?"

He smirked, "Oh I'm so going to be there for that." I chuckled, "Weirdo you act like you've never seen me in my bathing suit, you see me naked every night."

"Okay? And? babe I just want to see—" Justin got cut off by his phone ringing. "Hold that thought." He held his finger up.

"Hello?" He answered.

"Today? Why?"

I got up and walked into the bedroom giving Justin time to himself to talk to whomever had called. I began to do my makeup while sighing to myself, sometimes I just wish I could stay in bed all day with Justin. But we have jobs and shit to take care of.

"Jesus Christ." Justin mumbled under his breath as he walked in. "You good babe?" I asked.

"I have to go back to LA." He sighed and my eyes widened shocked. I mean I knew he had to go back I just thought I would get a noticed before he just up and left.

"Today?" I asked as he nodded slowly. I got up and walked into the bathroom, "Oh."

"Are you mad?" He quickly asked. I ignored him as I just looked in the mirror trying to decided what I was going to do with my hair, before throwing it into a high pony.

"Malaysia."

"I'm fine Justin," I huffed walking past him grabbing my dress. "No you're not." I shrugged, "Sure I am." Justin than grabbed my arm and pulled me close to him, "Will you just talk to me?" He pleaded and I shook him off, "I don't have anything to say. I'm fine, you have to go back and I understand that. Now I have to go to work."

"Than why do you seem pissed?" He spat with a little attitude in his voice. I looked straight at him cocking an eyebrow, he better not even try it.

"I'm not pissed, but do you want me to be? Because I can show you me pissed off." I smiled at him as he just rolled his eyes, "Whatever, you knew I had to leave from time to time don't know why you're acting like this."

I chuckled to myself, "I literally just told you that I was fine and that I understood?" He glared at me annoyed, "but you're not."

I threw my hands in the air annoyed, just standing there looking at him, "God Justin just drop it! I'm fine!"

"Fine than leave." He stepped aside clearing the doorway.

I nodded grabbing my purse as I pushed his shoulder with mine as I walked passed him.

Unbelievable.