Okay, so I am basically feeling like I might have a seizure. My hands are sweaty and still have no idea what's going on. Justin and Scooter are deep in conversation on how we will introduce ourselves as a *gulp* couple. I didn't know me and Justin were even a thing, since when the fuck are you even friends after the way I chewed him out last night.
"Oh shit!" Scooter paused, "I'm late for another meeting! We'll have to pick up this conversation later guys!" He quickly checked the time on his watch and scrambled from his desk. Opening up the drawer with the files from earlier, he scooped up the papers into his arms. "You can let yourself out, ill call you later Justin." Is all he said before walking out the door and it wasn't long until I heard his foot steps disappear down the hall. I still wasn't saying anything, I was unattached from reality. I wanted answers.
"So babe, want to go to lunch?" Justin asked as perky as hell. "I want answers." I responded straight forward and to the point. "And you will get them," he said as he stood up from his chair and walked toward the door, "at lunch." He opened the door and stood to the side waiting for me to pass through first. I slowly stood from my chair and walked out the door,no heard him close scooters door behind me. "Are we taking my car or yours?" I asked. "Mine, duh." He said snaking his arm around my waist. I reached my hand out to grip his wrist and protest but isn't this what I wanted all along? For him to want me? Or do I still even want him at all? Either way I still needed answers. I let him keep his hand around my waist, besides, I felt good and protected.
We eventually made it to the parking lot without a peep out of either of us. There were no paparazzi there but that's no surprise, the dare come here that often because they don't really know when he'll be here. He opened his passenger side door for me, he must really want to be on my good side. "So where are we going?" I asked as before me shut my door. He walked over to his side and got in. "Wherever you want to go" he said with that million dollar smile. I'm still extremely pissed and confused but its literally impossible to not notice that he's a babe. A sexy as fuck, jack ass, babe. I want to play along with the game... just a little, what could if hurt? "Surprise me, babe," I put emphasis on the word babe. He smiled at me and turned on the car.
Once we made it out of the parking lot and were on the highway, all that we would here was the radio and the wind because the windows were down. I was looking out the reading the signs we passed every so often and a of a sudden I felt him tangle his soft hand in mine. Oh shit, here comes the feels.
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Friends With Benefits (Justin Bieber Fanfiction)
Fanfiction"...He was wearing a smile so you assumed that this wouldn't be to awkward. As you turn around to put the food on the table he looked at you smirking. "You look good in my shirt" he said eyeing you up and down. Apparently this wasn't awkward to him...