Justin Bieber One Shots

15. ( part 2 )

-YourPov.

I was woken up by a loud thud from downstairs. My eyes shot open and I quickly sat up in my bed.

Me-"Mom?!"

There was no reply, just a manly groan.

Me-"Dad?!"

Yet again, there was no reply. I cocked my head to the right and I got up. I turned on my light and grabbed a tennis racket from my closet. Better than nothing. I walked out of my room and slowly walked downstairs, careful not to make any noises. Not even a peep. I positioned the tennis racket in my hand and peeked around the corner. I saw a skinny guy wearing red pants, a white jacket, white high tops, and a red Santa Claus hat, staring at our Christmas tree. The fuck? I quietly snuck up behind him, surprised that he didn't feel my presence. He bent over and I forcefully smacked him in the butt with the tennis racket.

Guy-"Ow! What the-"

He stood, up turned around and looked at me. His eyes widened and so did mine.

You-"Intruder!"

I took the racket and started whacking him with it.

Guy-"Stop! Are you crazy?!"

Me-"No! You're a freaking intruder!"

I hit him again and he angrily looked at me.

Guy-"Give me that!"

He took the racket out of my hand and threw it onto the couch. I got into my Karate position, looked at him and smiled.

You-"I don't need a racket. I know karate so can just kick your butt with my bare hands."

A chuckle escaped his mouth and I looked at him in confusion.

Guy-"Sweet heart, you weigh like 10 pounds. I'm not scared of you."

You-"You will be."

Guy-"Really?"

I nodded my head and he smiled. He picked me up and tossed me over his shoulder.

You-"Hey! Put me down!"

I kicked my feet and banged my little fist against his muscular figure. He laughed and gently set me down on the couch. He sat next to me and looked at me. I took this as a chance to take in his features. He had gorgeous brown eyes, perfect pink plump lips, a scar on his cheek and his brown hair was perfectly spiked up. God, would I love to take a nap in that hair. That gorgeous hair. He was..so cute. So sexy. Oh god.

Guy-"So, what's your name?"

Me-"What's your name?"

Guy-"I asked you first baby."

I bit my lip and looked into his dreamy eyes. I leaned my head back and let out a sexy sigh. He had me totally hypnotized. Images of him and I flashed through my head. His hands rubbing all over my body. His lips pressed to mine. His tongue exploring my mouth. I moaned at the thought.

Guy-"Horny much?"

I came back to the real world and looked at him. I hid my face in embarrassment and rolled my eyes.

You-"Shut up."

Guy-"Its cool. I have that effect on girls. No big deal."

I quickly changed the subject.

You-"Anyways, my names *yn*. And you are?"

Guy-"Justin..Justin Claus."

Me-"What? As in Santa Claus?"

Justin-"Yep. I'm his son but don't tell anyone."

He looked at me and smirked. I looked at him and burst into laughter.

Justin-"What?"

You-"You actually expect me to believe that you're the son of Santa Claus?"

Justin-"How do you think I got in?"

You-"Oh I don't know, the windows, the front or back door."

Justin-"The windows are locked and so are the doors, which is why I came down your chimney. Ya know, you should really turn off the fire. I almost burnt my ass trying to get in here."

I rolled my eyes.

You-"Even if you were the son of Santa Claus, which you're not, why are you here and not Santa?"

Justin-"You see, he's sick and my mom doesn't want him traveling all around the world sick so she chose me. I don't know why she picked me though, i'm really lazy."

I softly giggled.

Justin-"You still don't believe me do you?"

You-"Not one bit."

He sighed and stared at me for a minute.

You-"Creepy much?"

He evilly smiled at me and I looked at him in confusion.

You-"What are you up to?"

Justin-"I can make you believe."

I stood up from the couch and looked at him in disbelief.

You-"Oh really? And how is that?"

He got up from the couch and started walking towards me. I just stood there and stared at him. He stared into my eyes and I stared into his, starting to forget what was going on here. He had me. I was completely vulnerable. He gently pushed me up against the wall and stood in front of me. He put his arms on both sides of me, trapping me.

You-"Are you-"

He cut me off by putting his index finger on my lip and shushing me. I looked down at his finger on my lip and looked back up at him. He removed his finger, leaned in and gently pressed his lips to my neck.

-Part 3 next.