Texting Justin Bieber

Reunited

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**Prim's Point of View**

Last night I was taken to the hospital and I've been there all day. I lay on the hospital bed, bored.

I look at the clock and it turns 9:00. I hear the door click open and I expect to see the doctor but it's Meajor.

"Hey, how you feeling?" Meajor asks.

"Pretty good." I say rubbing my eye.

"Well the doctors said your healthy enough to leave and go home."

I sit up quickly and smile, "I get to see Justin!"

He nods and laughs.

"What?" I ask.

"Your hair is a mess." he says.

I groan and try to fix it but Meajor walks over.

"I can French braid, it's all good."

"You can French braid?" I ask laughing.

Meajor ties my French braid and I have to say it's actually not bad.

"Where's Justin?" I say.

"He went to the hotel a couple streets down."

I nod my head and the doctor comes in.

"Ok Prim, you're all set to leave. Just remember to change your bandages a couple times a day." he says.

I nod my head and Meajor helps me out of the hospital. I sit in the front see of his car anxious to see Justin.

I want to be in his arms again. To see his face. His voice.

Meajor finally pulls into the parking lot and parks. I run out and feel pain. I hold my side and each step becomes more painful than the one before.

"You alright?"

"Yeah." I manage to get out.

I walk into the hotel and see a guy sitting in a chair with others around him.

The winged tattoo peeking out from his shirt. His messy hair noticeable. His strong muscular tattooed arms bent. His hand running through his hair.

I walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his neck. I lips right on his patience tattoo and he turns around.

"Baby girl!" he says excitedly.

He quickly stands up and hugs me. I put my face into the crook of his neck and he rubs my back soothingly.

I lift my head up back up Justin kisses me. I hold Justin close to me and I never want to let go.

"I've missed you so much. Are you alright?" he asks.

"I've missed you too and I'm ok."

"Lies" Meajor coughs under his breath.

Justin looks at me and I bite my lip. I glare at Meajor who puts his hand up in surrender.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm fine."

"Her cuts are hurting her. I had to help he walk to the car from the hospital and into the hotel." Meajor says.

I slap him and he makes a small scream.

"Someone's saucy." he says rubbing his arm.

He gets up and storms off to the elevator. I get pulled back into Justin's arms and I snuggle closer to him.

"When we get upstairs, you're showing me your cuts. No excuses. I have to know."

"Justin–" I start.

"No." he sits me off, "You don't have a choice Prim. I need to see for myself to know if you're on or not."

Dreading what's coming my head lowers. I can just imagine Justin's disgusted look at my scarred and scratched up body.

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