Texting || Bieber

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Not continuing the last chapter because it was boring:/
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Babe

Justin

Babbbbbyyyy

JUSTIN DREW BIEBER

Baby answer

It's an emergency

What's wrong?!? Are you okay??

Yeah I'm fine

It's 3:46 wth

I'm hungry

Ok? What do you want from McDonald's?

I freaking love you😂

Seriously I'm driving what do you want :)

a large mcchicken meal with tea and no ice:))) thanks baby💜 AND DONT TEXT AND DRIVE

Ill be there in 15

K be safe baby😘

Hannah

I hear something outside and I look out my window. Justin is getting out of his car and I see the food. I open the door so he doesn't drop anything on the way in.

"Hey babe." He says and he has a sleepy voice.
"Hey. Oh my god, God bless your sleepy voice." I say and he laughs.
"What the heck?" He says and starts getting the food out. I open my straw and put it in my tea while Justin gets out my fries.
"Here." He says and I grab my food while he's eating his.
"Were couple goals." He says and I laugh.
"No. If I was dating Theo James, That would be couple goals." I say trying to make him jealous because he says he never gets jealous. He takes a drink of his tea and I see him clench his jaw. They are t really "close friends" or friends really. They talk to each h other but I don't think Justin personally likes him.
"Oh yeah?" He says.
"I think if I were dating Miley Cyrus we'd be couple goals." He says and starts to eat his sandwich.
"Jealous much?" I ask and he can't help but smile because he knew what I was doing.
"You little butthead"
"Hey! No nasty words in my house." I say and can't help but laugh at myself for what I said.
"Ok. You're slap happy aren't you?" He says laughing at me because I can't stop laughing.
"I don't know. Ask God" I say in a serious tone and he smiles. "Yeah...you're gonna be slap happy.." he says. I go over to the couch and sit down and shortly after Justin is on the couch with me with his arm around me. We hear something at the door and the door flies open.

I know I know I'm a bad person for leaving you with a cliffhanger but I mean. Cmon. It's me.

Kisses,
«Naomi»