Hired for Hatred. [Justin Bieber Fan Fiction]

Chapter - Three.

Arianna ~

Buttoning my blouse, I watch as he puts his shirt back on. Biting my lip anxiously, I can't believe I just did that. And it was my first time so, did everything look right? Pushing the thoughts aside, I put my combat books back on. It wasn't bad. Man. He had some expierence let me tell you, and the most surprising part. He went easy on me, he made it special in a way. Ew. I can't believe I'm talking about him like that, I'm so flustered. I can't help it.

"Uh, dismissed." I say softley, bringing my hands under my hair to pull it up from my blouse. I fixed the watch on my wrist before fixing my posture completely. I watched as he got dressed, the way his back muscles contracted when he lifted his arms to put his shirt on. The way his arms flexed when he'd pull up his jeans. Hell, I've never been so sexually attacted to someone. Can you believe I am actually in an affair with this kid? This player...

"I have one rule." I blurt, his head lifts slowly. In an utterly sexy way, biting my lip again. I supress any naughty words that want to come out. Damn it. Why does he have this effect on me!? He gives me a questioning look, telling me to go on.

"Condoms." I reply simply, "If you're fucking other girls use condoms. This is an STD free zone understand..." I trail off, in all seriousness this will end if I find out he's fucking girls without condoms. And no save all that sappy, you like him shit. It's only because mama don't want to catch an STD. Did I just refer to myself as mama. Ew. he's rubbing off on me to quickly. I watched as he tilts his head back in laughter, narrowing my eyes. He couldn't possibly think this was a joke.

"You think. I'd fuck one of those sluts without a condom.." He laughs, leaning against one of the desks. Shrugging my shoulders. That's a fair question. I mean the kid is dumb, but he can't be that dumb can he? "You're insane. Of course, condoms may suffocate my dick but.."

Scrunching my face up in disgust, I wave my hands in the air. Signaling way to much information. "It still feels good. I'm not that dumb Arianna.." Oh, I'd like to think he's never had unprotected sex. But I am positive he's done it at least a couple times. Making a non-convinced expression, I nod my head slowly. Reaching to the teachers desk to grab my bag, sliding it on my shoulder.

I watched, as he walked over to me slowly. Why haven't I left yet. Looking down at my watch, it read 4:10. I've been standing here talking to him for ten extra minutes, I need to get home and study. Exams aren't that far away, and graduating is first on my list. Somewhere, distract in my thoughts he had made his way up to me. His hot breath fanning my neck. I need to get out of here. Twice in one day? Hell no. I'm already to sore. I haven't even really walked yet. Jesus Christ. 

"I'll see you tomorrow?" He questions, leaving a sweet kiss on my neck. I can't form any words. Damn it he shouldn't be effecting me like this. This sexual tension is to much. Humming a yes, I bite my lip to rid my moans from escaping. He backed away slowly, a sexual smirk on his face. Groaning I took my first step, biting back a moan of pain. My face contorted of pain as I let out a little yelp, I watched as Justin turned back slowly. 

"Come here.." He whispered, furrowing my eyebrows I watched as he walked over to me. Picking me up bridal style, my eyebrows furrowed. He's going to carry me..

"You're going to carry me?" I question, why on gods earth would he do that. He hates me, we hate each other. Going over my thoughts. Hates a strong word for two people that just had sex in a classroom. Maybe disliking I suppose...