Rivaled Love / Jauren

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Justin slowly pulled up to the home of hell. Where I knew my brother would be sitting waiting to see me. To ask me where I have been. I just knew I was going to be in for it as soon as I stepped through that door. I looked over to Justin who pulled out a lighter to light his cigarette.  He puffed it as he shook it outside his window. "Well, are you going to get out of my car." He said sitting the cigarette between his lips with a smile.

"Yeah." I say slowly opening the door to Justin's car. I unbuckle my seat belt as I swing my legs out of his car and stand up.

"Alright speed up." He barks. I roll my eyes as I slam his car door shut.

"Bye asshole." I smile.

"Bye sweetheart." Justin says taking another puff on his cigarette as he sped down the road leaving me on the sidewalk. I turn around to begin walking into my hell hole. I walk up the steps as thoughts of Justin still replay vividly in my head. What was so bad about him? He was just like anyone in my brothers gang but nicer. I smiled as I turned the knob and opened the door to see my brother, Kyle, and Owen sitting on the couch as they all switched their attention to me.

"Where were you?" Derek growled.

"With Veronica." I rolled my eyes continuing to walk past my brother. 

"I am not done speaking to you." Derek spat.

I turned around glaring at him. "Well I am."

"Do you realize how dangerous it is to be out this late at night with your last name?" Derek spat once more getting more angry with each word.

"Because I am grown Derek. I need to start making decisions and protecting myself." I bark back.

"You can't protect yourself from these people Lauren." He shot back.

"What people? Justin Bieber?" I smile. "I think I can handle myself but thanks for the care bro." I chuckle as I continue to make my way upstairs to my room.

I hear Derek mumble something under his breath but I ignored as I continued to walk to my room. Honestly Justin was not as bad as everyone made him to be. Then again, I barely knew him so what did I know. I pull out my phone to get on social media. Maybe Justin had a something. I went to Twitter first and searched "Justin Bieber." No results found popped up but I saw some tweets. 

"Bieber is a piece of shit." One account tweeted.

"Fuck Justin Bieber." Another account wrote. I laughed at the rest of the tweets but still there was not a Justin account.

I got out of my Twitter app as I went over to Facebook in hopes maybe Justin would be there. I once again typed in "Justin Bieber" to the search bar but nothing. I sighed. I want to just stalk his pictures. I decided to try Instagram. I searched his name once more but nothing. Not a single account on social media. I got Justin was older but come on. He seemed to be the type to have a social media so he could thot around in girls messages but I guess I was wrong. I decided to go to Google "Justin Bieber." A few links popped up but I didn't care. I knew Justin had been arrested in the past. That was no shocking thing. I clicked images and saw mugshots. Some of them were when he was young and had a skater boy haircut. It was swished to the side. I lightly laughed at the picture. As I scrolled down. I just saw all these different mugshots of Justin. Some he was rolling his eyes in. Others he would be smiling in. I rolled my eyes myself. He really didn't give a fuck. I mean I got my brother is Derek Jauregui but I would cry if I ever went to jail. I then saw a picture of Justin with Jaz. I clicked on it to see a Twitter link. I quickly clicked the link to bring me to that same picture and on "Jaz Bieber." I was getting somewhere. I read the caption: Nothing but love for my ugly ass brother. She wrote. Ugly? Girl if you think your brother is ugly, we have serious problems. I clicked the follow button without hesitation. Alright now it was time to go to bed before I don't wake up tomorrow for school. I went to brush my teeth in the bathroom when Kyle stood in the doorway watching me with a smile. I look over at him. "What are you looking at?" I say squeezing out the toothpaste onto my toothbrush.