" I wonder who that is " I said trying to get up but Justin wouldn't budge. " Justin, I have to get the door " I said trying to move him. " Do you have to get the door? We could always stay in this beautiful position right here... " he said slowly leaning in to kiss me again. I put my hand over his face and pushed him out of the way. I walked to the door to see Scooter through the peep hole.
I opened the door to greet him. " Hey Scooter " I said nicely. " Is Justin here? " he asked. HE seems mad. Justin had got to the door and looked shocked. " Justin we need you in the studioe " Scooter said. " I'm on vacation. Why now? " Justin sounded irritated. " I know you are but ti's important. " wow, I feel so awkward. Justin sighed " Sorry Demi, we can hang out tomorrow. " I smiled " Okay " Justin gave me a hug and left with Scooter.
Justin's POV
" What was that for? " I asked Scooter. Scooter ignored me, as usual. He gets on my nerves, sometimes. The drive to the studio was silent and tensed.
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When we got to the studio, there were a lot of paps. " Pure bull " Scooter said putting the car in park with an attitude. " You act like you're new to this " I said starring at him. " Just get out " He said motioning for the door. " Why are you s- " He stopped me. " just get the fuck out of the car Justin " He screeched. I gave up. He wasn't gonna listen like always, so forget it.
We both got out of the car and put our heads down. Justin, what happened with you and Demi at the beach? Are you and Demi going out? Is Demi pregnant? That one was pretty much the stupidest question ever. But one question caught my attention - Are you in love with Demi? I turned around and looked him in his face. " Yes " I said without thinking. Uh oh. I can't believe I did that. They all started yelling different things, but I couldn't move. I felt someone pull on my arm to leave. They yanked me and I started walking.It was Scooter and I knew he was pissed. By the time we got inside, I was back in my right mind and knew I was in big trouble.
We stopped walking. He turned around and literally smacked me across my face. I regained strength and lifted my head back up while rubbing my cheek. "What is your fucking problem man!" I yelled pissed. "You're my problem Justin, what the hell was that! Are you out of your damn mind?!?" He ylled. "No, but apparently you are!" I said smacking him back. He stepped back looking suprised.
"I am sick and tired of you and everybody else trying to control me! Whatever comes out of my mouth can come out when I feel like it!" I went up to him and pushed him. He fell to the ground. I walked over to him so that I was towering over him. "Keep your fucking hands to yourse;f! I'm not a little 16 year old anymore, I'm fucking 19 going on 20 and I should start getting treated that way!" I screamed at him. He was silent. All my anger finally came out from all these times he's done this to me and I just couldn't take it anymore.
I wanted to beat him like a bean bag but I realized we were in the lobby. With people, who were all starring at us. I looked down to see Scooter starring up at me like I was a monster. Everyone else looked the same way. I had to get out of here. I backed away from Scooter and ran out the door. The paps were still there, asking the same questions over and over. I wasn't thinking about them though. I was thinking about something else. I got to my car and slipped in very quickly. I needed to be alone. I need to be by myself, I just kept thinking and thinking. I backed out to leave.
Me, myself and I.
Paps crowded around my car.
Me, myself and I/
I pulled out and got onto the road. I had to be by myself. With nobody else.
I had to go, and I had to go far.
