his dreams || j.b.

twelve

Justin woke up on his side. He was facing the window, so light shone through and nearly blinded him as soon as he opened his eyes.

This caused him to quickly roll onto his other side and let out a deep sigh.

He decided right then and there that he needed to ignore the dreams he had been having about Caitlin. The one he had last night had just been too much.

Their relationship was weird. He knew that, but it didn't make him want her any less. Not in a loving way. He wanted her body. If it could be his and only his, forever, he would be perfectly happy with that.

Unfortunately for Justin, the tour was getting back on the road.

Over the next several months, as the tour spanned the United States and the world, Justin began to loose touch with Caitlin. As he found other bodies, other ways of getting pleasure, he just forgot about her.

Until she was back in his dreams, and he knew he couldn't stay away from her any longer.

He had to start by calling her. In the dead of the night he made his way to a payphone, dialing her number which was saved in his cell phone.

It took her several rings to answer, and Justin smiled when he heard her soft breath on the other side. "Hey, babygirl."

"Bieber?" She laughed somewhat, completely surprised. "Wow. Are you done forgetting about me?"

"I never forgot about you," he lied. "I just got busy with the tour."

"And the hot broads on each arm every night. Yeah, relatable." She rolled her eyes, and Justin could feel her crushing sarcasm.

"I don't know what you want me to say." He sighed, falling into silence.

She was silent too, really not expecting much from him.

"I miss you, babygirl." He finally whispered into the phone.

"You miss my body. Not me." Caitlin shook her head.

"Whatever, Caitlin." He sighed. "You miss me too, right?"

It took her a minute. "Honestly?"

"Yeah...?" Justin raised an eyebrow.

"I don't miss you at all."

Justin slammed the payphone back into the holder, ending the call immediately and causing Caitlin to jump on the other side.

With a clench of his jaw, Justin walked outside and climbed in the back of his escalade.

"San Francisco, Justin?" The driver looked back in the mirror. San Francisco was where Caitlin lived, a few hours drive away from L.A. The plan was to drive up there after he made the call, but Justin just shook his head.

"Vegas."

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Another slightly short chapter.

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