Beautiful Mess | jb

Chapter 11 - Trouble in paradise

During purpose Justin got really emotional. The fans were holding up signs, but I couldn't make out what they said. I felt the urge to just run on stage and hug him tightly. It kinda hurt me to see him like that. I resisted my urge though knowing that that would be ridiculous, but it still pained me to see him like that.

When he moved on to more up tempo songs I felt his mood lighten up. It was beautiful to watch him being so happy and content with what he was doing. Joy radiated off him and it made me happy to see him enjoy himself so much.

After the show we met him down where he got off stage again and this time he dried himself off with a towel before addressing me, which I was glad for. On the other hand I liked to see his playful side. Once again we hugged and I got a kiss after the show before we made our way back to his dressing room. After he changed we made out a little on the couch before being interrupted by Fredo.

"So, we decided to go clubbing again tonight. Everyone loved the club last night. You guys in or too busy fooling around?"

Justin and I exchanged a look but took this as a challenge and both accepted. Not long after we were back in the car going back to the hotel to change.

"You sure you wanna go there again? We can always stay in." Justin told me with a little bit of concern on his face probably referring to what happened last night.

"No that's fine. I'll just stay close by our table." I smiled at him.

"That sounds good." He replied with a smirk placing a kiss on my temple.

When we got to the hotel we both changed quickly. I opted for high-waisted dark grey ripped skinny jeans and a short-sleeved royal blue floaty crop top. The hem played around the waistband of my pants and the neckline revealed just a little bit of my boobs. Once again I wore black pointy ballerinas.

Thirty minutes later we were back in the car. Justin wore distressed light blue ripped jeans and a sleeveless beige shirt, that covered a bit of his upper arms as it was huge. Both of us took a leather jacket to protect ourselves against the cold fall night. Once again we made our way out through hallways and staircases. I would still get lost if it wasn't for Justin guiding me by holding my hand.

"Dope! Let's pop this! Thanks man!" Justin said as he produced a bottle of champagne and addressed Mikey who nodded in response.

"Nice. Do we have any glasses?" I tried to be helpful as he was opening the bottle.

"Lemme check." Justin looked around the car, but couldn't find anything so he shrugged.

"Well then we'll just drink it out of the bottle. Cheers!" I told him wanting him to take the first sip. He handed me the bottle straight after. His right arm went around my shoulders again and I leaned in and rested my left hand on his thigh. We passed the bottle back and forth.

"No, I can't. I'm gonna explode." I giggled referring to all the gas I had consumed that was blowing out my belly and got a little uncomfortable. Justin smiled along and took another sip.

"Come on. Don't chicken out!"

"Fine. If I get wasted it's your fault!" I grabbed the bottle from him.

"You can drink way more than that! You had way more yesterday and the day we first met." Justin wasn't taking no for an answer.