texts ; justin bieber

38.

When we finally get back to Justin's tour bus I basically drag myself up the steps exhausted with Justin following behind me, me dragging him up the stairs by his hand, I can hear him chuckling quietly behind me.

"Tired?" He says once we make it up the stairs.

"So tired" I mumble, sliding my heels off as Justin scoops me up, holding me bridal style and walks over to his bed.

I wrap my arms around his neck and rest my head on his shoulder. We reach his little room and he sets me down on his bed.

"Wait I need to get changed" I giggle and stand up again, taking a second as I feel my head spin a little. I go over to my suitcase and take out something comfortable as Justin walks into the bathroom.

I get changed quickly and climb back into his bed, getting under the covers and shutting off the light next to me as Justin comes out of the bathroom, I can see the light of the bathroom through my closed eyes and I groan, pushing my face farther into the pillow.

I hear Justin chuckle again as he shuts the bathroom light off and I can feel the bed sink on the other side a minute later, then feel his chest against my back.

"Goodnight baby" he mumbles and I smile pulling the blanket up farther.

"Goodnight"

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I wake up to the bus jolting forward a little, I get confused as I open my eyes but realize that we're moving down the road. I rub my eye and go to get up, only to be weighed down by Justin's arms still around me. I turn over so I'm facing him and smile, seeing his mouth slightly opened.

I lean up and kiss his cheek, he groans quietly after I do it and moves around a little, he's not exactly what you would call a morning person.

I look over at the clock behind him and see that it's just turning 10 am. I hear my phone go off and grab it off the table on my side and see it's a message from scooter.

"remind Justin he has an interview at noon"

I put my phone down and shake his shoulder lightly.

"Justin" I whisper, hearing him groan again. "Justin you should probably get up soon."

"Why" he mumbles, leaning down and resting his cheek on my shoulder.

"Scooter texted me saying that you have an interview at noon" I run my fingers through his hair, which is really soft.

I hear him sigh and he nods against my shoulder. "Alright, alright, I'll get up."

About 10 minutes later he finally gets up and heads to the bathroom. While he's in there I decide to go on my phone, which turned out to not be such a good idea.

"Justin Bieber spotted out with another girl last night in Los Angeles. Where is Emma?"

I furrow my eyebrows and look at the pictures attached. It's Justin with a girl my height with blonde hair, I don't recognize her, and I instantly start thinking the worst. I wish I didn't but I can't help it.

It's probably nothing, right? Justin would never hurt me....right? But....if it was nothing why didn't he tell me? He tells me everything, I just don't understand this. Am I overreacting? What do I do when he comes out of the bathroom? Do I confront him right away? Do I ignore him?

I sigh frustratedly at my thoughts and look down at my phone again, scrolling through the pictures of them. One of him looking down at her, looking like he's laughing. Another one it looks like they're walking, another one where they're standing a little too close to each other for my liking-

"Babe?" Justin says walking out of the bathroom.

"Um, Justin what-who is this?" I show him the picture that I was just looking at and he looks down at my phone confused at first then he realizes what he's looking at.

"Oh that? That's nothing babe." He says and I can almost hear the nerves behind his voice.

"Well if it was nothing then why didn't you tell me about it? Say I'm overreacting but you tell me literally everything, even some things that I probably don't even want to hear, what's holding you back from this?"

"She's no one, honestly." He looks down at me after I put my phone down. "Trust me with this babe. She's no one. I wouldn't hurt you ok?"

"Then what were you guys doing? You looked really close to each other in the last picture." I look back up at him and bite my lip, suddenly feeling stressed.

"We were just talking, and that last picture was like two seconds before she hugged me and left. Mikey was there the whole time, ask him if you don't believe me. I wasn't doing anything other than talking with her, but the media loves to blow it out of proportion whenever I have a girlfriend and im seen with another girl." He pleads.

"Ok, ok I believe you. I know you wouldn't hurt me. I was just over thinking like always." I let out a sigh that I didn't know I was holding in and Justin has a small smile on his face and he leans down, kissing me quickly before pulling away and finishing getting ready.

"Are you coming with me?" He looks at me through his little mirror as he fixes his hair. I sigh dramatically once again.

"That means I have to get out of bed though, I don't know how good that sounds." I say jokingly and pull the blankets up further so they cover my shoulders and Justin gives me a straight faced look.

I giggle at his expression. "Ok, ok I'll come with you! Just stop giving me that look!" I get out of bed and he turns around so I can fully see his face, still giving me the same look.

"Justin!" I full on laugh now and walk into the bathroom to escape his glare.

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